(Verse 1 – Harry's POV) I was just a boy with a scar, Chasing shadows in the dark. Quidditch skies and Gryffindor roars, Never thought I'd need a spark. Then you flew in, red hair blazing, Broomstick sharp as your reply. Saved me once from a Bludger's chasing— Didn't know you'd save my life. (Pre-Chorus) You were Ron's little sister, I was the Chosen One's mess. But every glance in the common room fire, Lit something I couldn't confess. (Chorus) Ginny, you're the fire in the Burrow's hearth, The lightning that splits my stormy heart. From Chamber secrets to the DA's fight, You were the courage I held at night. We danced through war, through death and flame, Your hand in mine, we broke the game. Harry and Ginny, against the world— Love like a Patronus, bright and unfurled. (Verse 2 – Ginny's POV) I wrote your name in Tom Riddle's book, Before I knew what love could do. Watched you battle, watched you break, Wished I could pull you through. Then sixth year came, you finally saw The girl who'd waited in the wings. Kissed me soft by the lake's still shore— Felt like the Snitch had golden wings. (Pre-Chorus) You were scared of what you'd bring, I was done with hiding. Said, "I've survived worse than your heart, Let's stop pretending we're not trying." (Chorus) Harry, you're the scar that taught me brave, The quiet strength in the choices you made. From Slughorn's party to the Room of Requirement, You were the hope I never let fade. We fought for tomorrow, for Fred, for the light, Your arms around me in the final fight. Harry and Ginny, carved in the stars— Love like a phoenix, rising from scars. (Bridge – Duet) Harry: I lost so much, thought I'd lose you too— Ginny: But I was forged in the same damn fire. Both: Through Horcrux hunts and a mother's scream, We built a life from the ashes of dreams. Nine years later, platform nine and three-quarters, Our kids wave goodbye, and I still see— That girl on a broom, that boy with green eyes, Still choosing each other, still flying high. (Final Chorus – Softer, acoustic) Ginny, you're the home I never had, The laugh that echoes when the world's gone mad. Harry, you're the calm in my reckless storm, The hand that keeps my wild heart warm. From first broomstick sparks to our children's names, We wrote our story in the Book of Flames. Harry and Ginny, forever we'll be— Love like magic, wild and free. (Outro) Expecto Patronum… and it's always you.