I don't own Harry Potter or the song, I just play with it.
Hope you like it
It was a boring sunday in the golden trio's fift year. Almost everyone sat an ate breakfast , everyone but Harry Potter. He sat in the room of requirements. Many people, specially professor Umbridge, thought he was a liar. He's not, he tells the truth.
In the great hall it heard a loud *bang*.
'' What was that,'' Umbridge asked with false gaiety.
'' I don't know Dolores,'' McGonagall said.
'' Here's a note,'' Dumbledpre said.
'' Read it,'' Umbridge said.
'' Most of you in here, think Harry Potter is a liar
and an attention-seeker brat.
I thought you would see how he is now.
A friend.''
Now, everyone in the grat hall was in a, well it was like in a memory. In the room of requirements,
'' What hapened,'' Hermione Granger asked.
'' I don't know miss Granger,'' McGonagall said.
'' Whait, isn't that Harry?'' Ron asked.
Yes, it was him, on the other side of the room. He could not see or hear them.
He sat by a piano, and he started to sing.
I don't know if You can hear me
'' We do,'' Malfoy said.
'' He's not mean us,'' Hermione said.
Or if You're even there
'' We are,'' Ron said, Hermione smacked him on the neck.
I don't know if You would listen
To a outcast's prayer
''He's talking to God,'' Luna said. Slutherins giggled.
Yes, I know I'm just an outcast
The ones who thought he was a liar, was shocked. Why would he say he was just a outcast?
I shouldn't speak to you
More shocked faces.
Still I see Your face and wonder...
Were You once an outcast too?
'' Maybe he was,'' Luna said.
God help the outcasts
Hungry from birth
'' He, cares?'' Snape asked schoked.
Show them the mercy
They don't find on earth
Seamus looked down, how could he thought Harry was selfish?
God help my people
Those who trusted him smiled.
We look to You still
God help the outcasts
Or nobody will
'' He really wants to help,'' Neville said.
Some ask for wealth
Fred and George llooked down.
Some ask for fame
And so did Ron.
Some ask for glory to shine on their name
Ginny looked at Malfoy.
Some ask for love they can posess
Many people had their heds down.
Some ask for God and His angels to bless them
The professors looked surprised.
I ask for nothing
'' He, is not selfish,'' Ginny whispered, he had a great voise...
I can get by
But I know so many
Less lucky than I
'' Tell me someone here,'' Ron said, nobody answered.
Please help my people
The poor and downtrod
The girls smiled
I thought we all were
The children of God
'' Right'' Luna said.
God help the outcasts
Children of God
'' Beautyful song,'' Parvati Patil said.
Everyone just stood there, chocked.
I know it was bad, but I was bored.
~MaddeTheLover~