The stars above may light the sky, but dancing fireflies brighten my course.
For beneath the constellations they fly unaware of their intimate force.
Mischievous fairy’s of dust and light, You must soon take adventurous flight.
The night is young and the path is clear before the hour comes for you to disappear.
I never wanted this...this burden of fame. I wanted hope, but I didn’t want to be the only hope left for change. I'm desperate. Desperate for a better world. But at what cost? Will I have to resort to dangerous attempts to save the wizarding world from this descent into never-ending darkness or should I just disappear...
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