It’s autumn’s hallow eve
Now as muggles we never believe
The story of Harry and the Haunted Caravan

They were people in costumes, they were happy folk
Led by Hermione, Ron, and Harry with his invisibility cloak
A band of magical beast, with their unknowing eye
They were feet from the trap, nowhere to fly

Hagrid took a swig of fire whiskey
That’s when it began to get misty
A ghostly moan surrounded the drunken bunch
A frightened shrink gave Harry a hunch

It’s autumn’s hallow eve
Now as muggles we never believe
The story of Harry and the Haunted Caravan

A headless man made Hagrid afraid and fall
He stood in front of them all
Harry stepped, with light at his feet
He ignored the women’s shrieks

It’s autumn’s hallow eve
Now as muggles we never believe
The story of Harry and the Haunted Caravan

“Are you looking for Nearly Headless Nick?
He’s at the school; he’s celebrating his last tick”
Transparent men stepped into the dim light
Ron at Hermione’s side, shivering with fright
“He’s awaiting your clan
For acceptance into this haunted caravan”

It’s autumn’s hallow eve
Now as muggles we never believe
The story of Harry and the Haunted Caravan