"All that is gold does not glitter;

Not all those who wander are lost;

The old that is strong does not wither;

Deep roots are not reached by the frost;

From the ashes a fire shall be woken;

A light from the shadows shall spring;

Renewed shall be the Blade that was Broken;

The crownless again shall be King."

Harry muttered to himself as he watched the candlelight vigil for Dumbledore. Several muggle-borns heard him and started repeating it. Hermione's jaw dropped in recognition.

"That's from Lord of the Rings isn't it?" she said. "How applicable."

"Yeah, it's from Lord of the Rings," Harry replied. "It's a favorite of mine. And it suits the position we're in right now."