Disclaimer: JK Rowling wrote Harry Potter, the song belongs to Elton John,
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Sirius gazed sadly out of the window. He had now been cleared by the ministry of magic. He was free. This is what he and Harry had been waiting for. They could have a home, become a family. They could. if Voldemort hadn't attacked Harry in Diagon alley before his 5th year. Harry hadn't stood a chance. Even with the spells Dumbledore had cast. Voldemort had taken Harry, killed him and burnt him with the dark mark so that nobody would forget how he died.
A tear slid down Sirius's face and he began to sing softly. Almost in a whisper..
Goodbye Harry James
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled.
They took you from the Dursleys
And told you who you were
They set you on a treadmill
And they made you risk your life
And it seems to me
You lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to when the rain set in
And I would have liked to know you
But I was in Azkaban
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever will
Loneliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
You got rid of Lord Voldemort
And fame was the price you paid
Even when you died
The press still hounded you,
All the papers had to say
Was that Harry had the dark mark on his arm
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to when the rain set in
And I would've liked to know you
But I was in Azkaban
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever will
Goodbye Harry James
Though I barely knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled
Goodbye Harry James
I met you first in the shrieking shack
Perceived you as something more than famous
More than just Harry, the boy who lived
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to when the rain set in
And I would've liked to know you
But I was in Azkaban
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever will
Sirius gazed sadly out of the window. He had now been cleared by the ministry of magic. He was free. This is what he and Harry had been waiting for. They could have a home, become a family. They could. if Voldemort hadn't attacked Harry in Diagon alley before his 5th year. Harry hadn't stood a chance. Even with the spells Dumbledore had cast. Voldemort had taken Harry, killed him and burnt him with the dark mark so that nobody would forget how he died.
A tear slid down Sirius's face and he began to sing softly. Almost in a whisper..
Goodbye Harry James
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled.
They took you from the Dursleys
And told you who you were
They set you on a treadmill
And they made you risk your life
And it seems to me
You lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to when the rain set in
And I would have liked to know you
But I was in Azkaban
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever will
Loneliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
You got rid of Lord Voldemort
And fame was the price you paid
Even when you died
The press still hounded you,
All the papers had to say
Was that Harry had the dark mark on his arm
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to when the rain set in
And I would've liked to know you
But I was in Azkaban
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever will
Goodbye Harry James
Though I barely knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled
Goodbye Harry James
I met you first in the shrieking shack
Perceived you as something more than famous
More than just Harry, the boy who lived
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to when the rain set in
And I would've liked to know you
But I was in Azkaban
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever will