Texty:
Marked As His Equal My Scars Speak Volumes

Sometimes you?ve got so much homework And you can?t focus, oh no. Twelve inches of parchment on the Goblin Rebellions And practicing a charm to make

to do, I?m at your command L: I need a hospital J: Okay, take my hand! It?ll be alright soon, my son, Harry L: His father?s boy, but the baby has my eyes

I can figure out Sure they?re big and mean and they?re strong and they spout flames They burn things up and they smash them apart But at least they don?t go playing with my

what we fear wherever we are And follow our enemies near and far ?Cause we?re the D.A. and we won?t take this anymore Voldemort has our backs against the wall Everyone is running scared

any Nargles in the mistletoe Above our heads And even though my brain was numb I couldn?t be misled Yeah, she kissed me and the world spun around inside my

from all of us way too soon He was strong and good, and he was an amazing seeker And one of the best damn wizards that I ever knew He loved his friends