"How are things at your house?" She said. I guess she believes me when I said "fine". Of course they're still arguing and I Doubt it'll ever stop so why Should I stick around? I've tried, But it just gets worse. But it won't be that long no 'till I'll be gone. I can almost count the hours, I can almost count the hours, 'Till I get on that train and go far away. "Does it make any difference," she asked, "Just because I'm muggle born?" I thought and the truth is that I know I'll gladly trade my lot and soul. I took a breath and I said, "No, It doesn't make any difference." And it won't be that long now, 'till we'll be gone. I can almost count the hours, I can almost count the hours, 'Till we get on that train and go far away.