(A/N: Harry is very smart for his age, here.)
Little 4-year old Harry Potter was being beaten by his uncle. By the time he was thrown back into his cupboard, both of his legs were broken. He thought of his parents while he sung this song:
Listen, children to a story
That was written long ago
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley folk below
On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone
And the valley people swore they'd
Have it for their very own
Chorus:
So go ahead and hate your neighbor
Go ahead and cheat a friend
Do it in the name of heaven
You can justify it in the end
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgment day.
On the bloody mornin' after,
One tin soldier rides away
So the valley sent a message up the hill
Asking for the buried treasure
Tons of gold for which they'd kill
Came the answer from the mountain
With our brothers, we will share
All the secrets of our mountain,
All the riches buried there
Chorus
So the valley cried with anger
Mount your horses, draw your swords
And they killed the mountain people,
Till they won their just reward
There they stood upon the mountain, dark and red
Turned the stone and looked beneath it
Peace on Earth was all it said.
Chorus
Suddenly, there was a swirl and Harry found himself floating in the air looking at his...
(A/N: Please no flames. I will allow good reviews and constructive criticism, however)