Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
how I wonder what you are!
Oh yes. I've always wondered what this little star was. And the very moment I saw this one in particular, I wanted this star to be mine. How lucky I am that this star came to be mine, and only mine. And how lucky we both are that Rabbit never wanted any stars for himself…
Of course, when my mother sung this lullaby for me, she never thought I would actually want a star, or wonder about any. No, she thought it was just a silly lullaby for babies. I don't remember her singing it for Rabbit, and so good, for the stars were so attractive for me, and not for him…
For if he had reached for mine, we would both make sure which one of us is greater master of the Cruciatus curse.
My beloved star on the sky. And my beloved star in the cell next to mine.
As long as I have them both, I can survive everything.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
now I know well what you are…
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