[Verse 1] Sorting hat on my head Heart racing Worn-out sneakers on marble floors Sneaking out past the portraits Chasing Every echo through hidden doors Candles float over ink-stained tables Spilling secrets on midnight skin Take an oath with the kids unstable Swear the chaos is where I begin [Chorus] Put my wand up Fire in the Great Hall If the dark comes I will never back off Got my friends like a shield when it all falls We’ll burn bright Yeah Brighter than the curse calls Riding brooms through the storm Through the downfall If you want war I’ll be standing last Tall This is my world My heart My home I won’t let you turn it into stone [Verse 2] Quidditch scars on my knees from flying Laughing hard till we can’t see straight Stolen notes in my bag Still trying To mix homework with saving fate Dark mark in the sky Sky tearing Every whisper says “run Don’t stay” But my fingers keep shaking Daring Tracing light till it cuts the grey [Chorus] Put my wand up Fire in the Great Hall If the dark comes I will never back off Got my friends like a shield when it all falls We’ll burn bright Yeah Brighter than the curse calls Riding brooms through the storm Through the downfall If you want war I’ll be standing last Tall This is my world My heart My home I won’t let you turn it into stone [Bridge] You call it fiction I call it armor on my skin (oh-oh) Every broken part I’ve hidden Feels like power deep within If he rises I rise higher than his rage Turn my fear into a spell Write my name across the page [Chorus] Put my wand up Fire in the Great Hall If the dark comes I will never back off Got my friends like a shield when it all falls We’ll burn bright Yeah Brighter than the curse calls Riding brooms through the storm Through the downfall If you want war I’ll be standing last Tall This is my world My heart My home I won’t let you turn it into stone

pop, Emo electro-pop with female vocals; shimmery arps and detuned synth leads over a mid-tempo four-on-the-floor. Verses stay intimate with soft keys, filtered drums, and close-mic vocal; chorus explodes with wide pads, sidechained bass, and stacked harmonies. Occasional glitchy vocal chops and reverses accent the “magic” moments; final chorus adds octave-doubled lead and extra high hats for lift., electro, emo, world

Fire In The Great Hall