At the Ministry

Well, at first it was great at the Ministry
Had a job and a boss I adored
And I grew, and I grew, and I grew higher still
‘Til I don’t think I could grow anymore

Well, at first it was great at the Ministry
I was rich, I was famous, I was cool
I had power and money — hey, isn’t it funny
How it all made me act like a fool?

‘Cause what else do you need when you’re rich and important?
You don’t need your family to make your dreams come true
I had all that I wanted, and I was on top
And I didn’t miss you; no, I didn’t miss you at all

The Dark Lord returned, and everything changed
We were living in a state of fear
And Fudge was fired, and Scrimgeour hired
But a greater storm was drawing near

Nine months ago, our Minister was murdered
And Voldemort’s Death Eaters took control
I had to get out, but escaping was hopeless
So I stayed, I had to stay

I watched them murder innocent Muggles
I watched them torture Muggle-born children
And every day I played along, I donned a crude disguise
Because I hoped that I might one day see your eyes again

So I do not care if I’m rich and important
And I need my family because you are my dreams
I know I’ve been pompous, but now I am over it
So please forgive me, I’m sorry and know
You don’t have to fight alone

[spoken:] I’m sorry, Dad