There you are my dear friends, I thought you gone,
Seems cruel we are reunited, and Harry's alone.
But I'll help you look after him dear friends,
From up above until he too meets his end.
You brought him up well in that year,
He shows no weakness, no fear.
I wasn't you to know, it wasn't I who let it slip,
It was Peter who gave them the tip.
I'm sorry I failed dear friends, I really tried,
It was hard to watch as my god son cried.
Don't look so sad dear friends, you know he'll do well,
And with the help of Remus, he'll send Tom to hell.
It feels awful not being part of the big fight,
But, dear friends, it feels wonderful being able to reunite.