Two Songs with the Same Name for your Monday Morning

I finished the Harry Potter book on Saturday afternoon. Me and everyone else in the world. It made me feel wistful. Poor Hedwig, dead after the Thestral/motorcycle/Death Eaters battle! She didn't even have a chance to fly away, stuck as she was in her cage.

At least I was vindicated in the end for my undying belief in/love for Snape. Why do I always like the bad, misunderstood boys?

Enough dorking out for now.