His Queen of Darkness

Even her name is of powerful, sharp beauty... Hedwig. The name rolls off his tongue, a melody that he could listen to forever. Hedwig, Hedwig, Hedwig. He doesn't think that he'll ever come across something that sounds quite as magnificent as the name that that scar-head gave her (how a scar-head like Potter could come up with a name of such grace and poise escapes him).