"During Qingming, the rain falls in a steady stream; travelers on the road feel their souls nearly torn apart." We think of everyone in HP as family, and we are as heartbroken as their friends in the books.
The first bouquet of chrysanthemums
For Fred. May you still be happy in that blissful world beyond, and often drop by the portraits to visit George, whom you left behind. May he be happy too, and keep playing pranks, bringing us laughter forever. The first bouquet is for you because April 1 is your birthday. We haven't forgotten you.
The second bouquet of chrysanthemums
For Sirius, you were the first person in HP to make us cry. Today, I read that book again, and just four words and a single punctuation mark made me weep bitterly. I cried your name aloud, and my tears fell like beads from a broken string. You were the first to teach Harry to cherish what he had and to be brave, and you were always the first to rush into danger. The second bouquet is for you. You taught us to be strong. May you be happy on the other side.
The third bouquet of chrysanthemums
For Dumbledore, you raised Harry to adulthood and told him so much. You taught him about having and losing, helped him gain wisdom and dreams, helped him fulfill them, and willingly gave your life to protect everyone. The third bouquet is for you, an elderly, dedicated, and thoroughly deserving headmaster.
The fourth bouquet of chrysanthemums
For Snape, you knew that it was never too late to turn back, and quietly helped Harry, willing to play a villain everyone hated. But we won't forget you. The fourth bouquet is for you, a great Potions professor at Hogwarts.
The fifth bouquet of chrysanthemums
For Hedwig. Though you could be a little proud at times, you stayed faithfully by Harry's side until your death. The fifth bouquet is for you, because we miss you just as Harry does.
The sixth bouquet of chrysanthemums
For Remus and his wife. Thank you for helping and teaching Harry. We offer you the sixth bouquet, mourning that you didn't get to honeymoon together and that you left this world before you could spend more time with little Lupin. May Remus reunite in heaven with his three childhood friends.
The seventh bouquet of chrysanthemums
For everyone who died in the Order of the Phoenix's fight. It was your fearless and selfless spirit that united everyone and defeated the Dark Lord.
The eighth bouquet of chrysanthemums
For everyone who died because of the Dark Lord, whether innocent or fallen in battle. May you find happiness in your next life.
The ninth bouquet of chrysanthemums
For the Dark Lord. You helped Harry grow up, and taught us to cherish what we have. Love and hate are separated by only a single thought. May you repent and become a wholly new Tom Riddle in your next life.
To be a lightning rod, this article seriously offends Ron. If you don't like to see red hair being blackened, be careful!
"Perception of the World" is also good