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