Disclaimer: The world of Harry Potter bvelongs to JK Rowling. The song that the line is from (the demo of ...but home is nowhere) belongs to A.F.I and it's a great song.
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There'll Be No Angels Gracing the Lines
Harry had heard that line in a song once. Dudley had been briefly obsessed with the band and had played that song over and over until Harry could recite every fifteen minutes plus of the song.
There'll be no angels gracing the lines.
'How true' Harry thought dryly. His green eyes were fixed on the approaching army. Voldemorts army.
Harry's eyes flickered onto the rapidly diminishing piece of worn dirt ground between the two armies. His fingers clenched around the top of his wand. 'So this is where my life will end. Even if I live, my life will be over. After all, no one needs a hero once the world has been saved.'
His gaze lingered of his fellow fighters. Their faces were grim and nervous as they stared over at the opposing side. 'They're not angels.'
There'll Be No Angels Gracing the Lines.
'Damn straight' Harry thought.
And the battle began.