Is life safer at the Burrow?
With the explosions coming night and day
Perhaps the arms of the d**h Eaters would be better
Than the twins' room when they want you to play
Better than a locked room at 4 Privet Drive
With only chores to do during the day
She sees him through her mother's eyes
With the pride she can't disguise
You know he has his mother's eyes
But no memories of her lullabies
Two-a-side Quidditch out in the pasture
Seems a great way to spend the time
Feeding the chickens and de-gnome the garden
Await you when you step out of line
Lifetime friendships grow stronger every day
And how'd Hermione get to stay there all the time?
She sees them through her mother's eyes
With the pride she can't disguise
You know he has his mother's eyes
But no memories of her lullabies
She'll protect them with all her might
And send them to bed every night
He's like the last son she might have known
And she'll be the one to give him a place to call home
Hand knit jumpers and mince pies every year
But when she sends a howler, she'll be the one you fear