A/N – I Do Not Own Harry Potter, or the Song Kilkelly.

This is a Harry Potter version of one of my favorite songs, Hope you enjoy. And if you can't figure it out, this story focuses on the Next Generation.

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Hogsmeade, Scotland, 20 and 30, my dear and loving son James
Your good friend the schoolmaster Pat McMillian's so good
as to write these words down.
Your brother has gone to find work in England,
the house is so empty and sad
The crop of nightshade is sorely infected,
a third to a half of them bad.
And your sister Lily and Scorpius Malfoy
are going to be married in June.
Your mother says not to work on the dragon preserve
and be sure to come on home soon.

Hogsmeade, Scotland, 20 and 40, dear and loving son James
Hello to your Mrs and to your 4 children,
may they grow healthy and strong.
Albus has got in a wee bit of trouble,
I guess that he never will learn.
Because of the dampness there's no turf to speak of
and now we have nothing to burn.
And Lily is happy, you named a child for her
and now she's got six of her own.
You say you found work, but you don't say
what kind or when you will be coming home.

Hogsmeade, Scotland, 20 and 50, dear Albus and James, my sons
I'm sorry to give you the very sad news
that your dear old mother has gone.
We buried her down at the church in Hogsmeade,
your uncles and Lily were there.
You don't have to worry, she died very quickly,
remember her in your prayers.
And it's so good to hear that Albus' returning,
with money he's sure to buy land
For the jobs have been poor and the people
are selling at any price that they can.

Hogsmeade, Scotland, 20 and 60, my dear and loving son James
I guess that I must be close on to eighty,
it's thirty years since you're gone.
Because of all of the money you send me,
I'm still living out on my own.
Albus has built himself a fine house
and Lily's daughters have grown.
Thank you for sending your family picture,
they're lovely young women and men.
You say that you might even come for a visit,
what joy to see you again.

Hogsmeade, Scotland, 20 and 62, my dear brother James
I'm sorry that I didn't write any sooner to tell you that father passed on.
He was living with Lily, she says he was cheerful
and healthy right down to the end.
Ah, you should have seen him play with
the grandchildren of Pat McMillian, your friend.
And we buried him alongside of mother,
down at the Hogsmeade churchyard.
He was a strong and a feisty old man,
considering his life was so hard.
And it's funny the way he kept talking about you,
he called for you in the end.
Oh, why don't you think about coming to visit,
we'd all love to see you again.

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