What child is this?
Who laid to rest,
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?
Whom wizards greet,
With anthems sweet,
While Muggles aren’t watching his keeping.
This, this is the boy who lived.
Whom Dumbledore guards,
And wizards sing.
Haste, haste,
To Celebrate,
The babe,
The son of Lily.
So bring him to,
Muggle relatives,
Evil Dursleys to own him.
The king of wizards,
Salvation brings.
Let wizards hearts enthrone him.
authors note: have to put this here beacause of the word count thing. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah