*Set after the war, eighth year.*

After the sorting was complete and all the first years had sat down, Mcgonagle stood and said,"Welcome to Hogwarts and welcome back to the older years, now Harry Potter has agreed to sing a song of his own making in order to welcome you all here in his own way. So without further a due Harry. "

At this Harry stood and walked up onto the stage that had been created and snapped his fingers, in front of him appeared an old guitar that had beautiful carvings on it. Harry grabbed the guitar and began to play.

*Play song up top*

You think you own whatever land you land on.

The earth is just a dead thing you can claim.

But I know every rock and tree and creature has a life has spirit has a name.

You think the only people who are people,

are the people who look and think like you.

But if you walked the footsteps of a stranger,

You'll learn things you never new, you never new.

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?

Or asked the grinning Bobcat why he grinned?

Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Come run the hidden pine trees of the forest,

Come taste the sun sweet berries of the earth.

Come roll in all the riches around you,

and for once never wonder what their worth.

The rainstorm and the river are my brothers,

The herein and the otter are my friends,

And we are all connected to each other,

In a circle, in a hoop that never ends.

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?

Or let the eagle tell you where he's been?

Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

How high does the sycamore grow?

If you cut it down, then you'll never know.

And you'll never here the wolf cry to the blue corn moon,

Or whether we are white or coper skinned,

We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain,

We need to paint with all the colors of the wind,

You can own the earth and still,

All you'll own is earth until,

You can paint with all the colors of the wind.

After Harry finished his song the Great Hall erupted with applause. And he went back to sit down.

The End
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That's it guys :)