A/N: This is Ron singing about Harry. A little random, but I had fun writing it. I don't own JKR, and if I did own Britney Spears, I would keep her locked in a cage, far, far away from the general public.
This is a story about a boy who was lucky...
Early morning, he wakes up
Knock,
knock, knock on the door.
It's time for dress robes, perfect
scar.
It's him they're all waiting for
They go...
"Isn't
he lucky, this Hogwarts wizard?"
And they say...
He's
so lucky, with his scar.
But he cry, cry, cries in her lonely
heart, thinking...
If there's nothing missing in my life...
Then
why do these tears come at night?
He sees Voldie, in his
dreams.
But there's no one there to wake him up.
And his world
keeps spinning, and he keeps on winning
But tell me what happens
when it stops?
They go...
"Isn't he lucky, this Hogwarts
wizard?"
And they say...
He's so lucky, with his
scar.
But he cry, cry, cries in his lonely heart, thinking...
If
there's nothing missing in my life...
Then why do these tears come
at night?
"Best Seeker, and the winner is...Harry!"
"I'm
Rita Skeeter for the Daily Prophet standing outside the arena waiting
for Harry."
"Oh my god...here he comes!"
Isn't
he lucky, this Hogwarts wizard?
He is so lucky, but why does he
cry?
If there's nothing missing in his life…
Why do tears
come at night?
He's so lucky, he's a star
But he cry, cry,
cries in his lonely heart, thinking...
If there's nothing missing
in my life...
Then why do these tears come at night?
A/N: Again, this was just some good fun. Hope you enjoyed it!