FILK: Harry

[Constance Vigilance]

No: HPFGUIDX 123693


The next in the Cap Awry series. (The others are up at the filk site
http://home.att.net/~coriolan/hpfilks.htm) After this one, there's
only one left, the capstone, so to speak! As in Cabaret, this filk
series operates on two levels. There is the "backstory", which is the
canon from OOP, and the parody which takes place as the floorshow at
the Three Broomsticks. The EmCee is the Sorting Hat and only he and
the Three Broomsticks boys and girls (the DADA teachers and a few
others) are actors in the parodies. But sometimes, we authors stretch
the point. .....

Backstory: 

In this episode, disaster has happened at the Ministry of Magic.
Voldemort was able to lure Harry into his trap. It could have been
avoided if Harry had only been treated like an adult instead of being
kept in the dark like a child. Harry's rage at Dumbledore and the
whole world erupts in a fury in Dumbledore's office as he smashes
things and lashes out in hate at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore, in sadness, agrees. The worst possible thing has resulted
because he, Dumbledore, had allowed his love for Harry to override
Harry's, and the whole Wizarding World's, best interests.

At the Three Broomsticks:

The curtain comes up on the Sorting Hat, who is stirring a small
silver cauldron. It's the Pensieve!

>From the cauldron, a silvery white smoke arises, which forms into a
shimmering image of Dumbledore's office. The office is in disarray,
with broken glass and shattered objects everywhere. Harry's rage is
spent and Dumbledore sadly begins to sing:


"Harry"

(To the tune of "Married", from Cabaret)

http://www.hamienet.com/6861.mid

When your parents died, I put tears aside.
I made a plan for you, Harry.
What our world must do would depend on you.
That's when I looked at you, Harry.
And my fortitude somehow came unglued.
The set of my chin came unset.
With so much to say on that awful day.
I knew I would tell you, but not just yet.

When you saved the stone, fighting all alone,
I nearly told you then, Harry.
You were still so young, and I held my tongue.
I should have told you then, Harry.
But too soft a heart kept us worlds apart
I never gave you your due. 
You've a right to hate, now it's come too late.
I never counted on loving you. 


~ Constance Vigilance