When I was in the Quidditch training class
With my own broom,
Neville fell down and broke his arm
After a bad ride on his broom
When he was in the hospital wing,
I chose to fly my own broom
Just to catch the glass ball,
Which Draco threw in the air
Then, I really caught the ball

When I had to go with McGonagall,
I thought I was in trouble
But I was not in trouble after all
I get to go play Quidditch

Oliver Wood was training me
To get me prepared for the Quidditch game
Because I can catch the Snitch
I can help my team win the game
When I play the game, I'll be the Seeker
Someday, I'll be in the Hall of Fame
Today's gonna be the day
I go to play the Quidditch game

I hope there will not be any curses
That make me fall off my broom
Or make the broom go out of control
Or set fire on my broom

If Draco Malfoy starts to laugh at me
At any flying move I make
I will hire Ron and Hermione
To stick his head in dragon shit

I get to play Quidditch
Cause I flew my own broom
I get to play Quidditch
Cause I flew my own broom

I getting out to kick some ass in the game
My performance out there won't be so lame
I expect to catch the gold Snitch
That's an instant win in the game

I can fly my own broom
I can fly my own broom
I can fly my own broom......