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She was a muggle, living her days with hope, that

She was a muggle,
living her days with hope,
that the owl would drop by,
with her letter to Hogwarts.

Little did she know,
her wait and her life
made her the wise owl
who offered her beloved
a door to a magical world.
Her world. 

She'd call herself 
a squib among muggles.
But I call her a muggle
who found her magic 
in the very mundane.

Why else do you think
she found magic
in my lack-lustre eyes?

She was a wizard
without a wand.
And I, a mudblood
holding her hand. #MuggleBorn 
Wise old owls.
She was a muggle,
living her days with hope,
that the owl would drop by,
with her letter to Hogwarts.

Little did she know,
her wait and her life
made her the wise owl
who offered her beloved
a door to a magical world.
Her world. 

She'd call herself 
a squib among muggles.
But I call her a muggle
who found her magic 
in the very mundane.

Why else do you think
she found magic
in my lack-lustre eyes?

She was a wizard
without a wand.
And I, a mudblood
holding her hand. #MuggleBorn 
Wise old owls.