When he was a young lad of four
There came a startling knock at the door.
It was the middle of dinner
And in the cold winter
And his family had no idea who it could be.
When his mother opened the door
A frighteningly pale woman fell to the floor.
"Kendra? Kendra Dumbledore?"
The red haired woman was pale
And she tried to speak, but to no avail.
His mother sat her down on a chair,
Gave her a glass of water and care
And with an open ear
She sat down to hear
The tale Kendra would bring.
He was a young lad of four
When there came a startling knock on the door.
It was the middle of dinner
And in the cold winter
That he heard the true story of the daughter of a printer.
There was disaster
When her husband turned out to be a bastard
And got shuttled off to Azkaban.
To keep her family out of trouble
She went to get the help of a Muggle.
He paid her debt
And won her the bet
So she was happy for many years.
But now her sons were fighting
And her daughter had died with many years before reuniting.
Kendra was lost
And she had no hope.
He was a young lad of four
When there came a startling knock on the door.
It was the middle of dinner
And in the cold winter
When he decided to help her.
He gave her all the pennies he had saved
He gave her lots of hugs.
He let her cry into his shoulder
And didn't even mind when he caught a bug
He was a young lad of four
When there came a startling knock on the door.
It was the middle of dinner
And in the cold winter
That he decided he loved Kendra Dumbledore.
This is for the 335 Pairing Bonanza Challenge, using the first pairing: Vulchanov/Kendra Dumbledore hosted by Fire the Canon who always has the best competition/challenge ideas ever.
It's not obvious that it's Vulchanov, but I thought that this would be a cute idea so here it is.
I don't own Harry Potter.
