Fable 1
The Journey though the Time
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I am Harry Potter children and I am here to tell you about my journey
My journey through boyhood to adulthood
I was just 11 years old
I had gotten a mysterious letter inviting me to go to magic school
By the Uncle Vernon wasn't going to have it
He desperately tried to escape the ongoing letters of pursuit
He never won
Instead a giant named Hagrid took me away to Diagon Alley where I bought much magical things
I got a beautiful wand with a phoenix feather core
He bought me an owl too!
The year of Hogwarts went by excitedly and I fought Voldemort in the end.
But within those years
I met two best friends
Hermione and Ron
Who are married now, you know?
We fought the apprentice and all who stood before him and had the times of our lives
Voldemort perished
We celebrated
The thing was…
It was all a figment of my imagination
Voldemort wasn't real
Uncle Vernon was dead
Hermione and Ron
Well, don't get me started
I sit here in my bedroom in an isolated world
Thinking why my brain made up just a wonderful tale
So, I guess all I can do is dream of ones happy life
Because Dreamers never Lie
The Journey though the Time
!*&!)%#
I am Harry Potter children and I am here to tell you about my journey
My journey through boyhood to adulthood
I was just 11 years old
I had gotten a mysterious letter inviting me to go to magic school
By the Uncle Vernon wasn't going to have it
He desperately tried to escape the ongoing letters of pursuit
He never won
Instead a giant named Hagrid took me away to Diagon Alley where I bought much magical things
I got a beautiful wand with a phoenix feather core
He bought me an owl too!
The year of Hogwarts went by excitedly and I fought Voldemort in the end.
But within those years
I met two best friends
Hermione and Ron
Who are married now, you know?
We fought the apprentice and all who stood before him and had the times of our lives
Voldemort perished
We celebrated
The thing was…
It was all a figment of my imagination
Voldemort wasn't real
Uncle Vernon was dead
Hermione and Ron
Well, don't get me started
I sit here in my bedroom in an isolated world
Thinking why my brain made up just a wonderful tale
So, I guess all I can do is dream of ones happy life
Because Dreamers never Lie
