Echoing from the Minister of Magic's office down the empty hall Harry sings loudly along with Rhianna as he flips through file jackets full of proposed policy changes, slightly muffled when he takes a gulp of steaming hot tea from the cup that's left rings on the polished wood surface of his desk.
Shine bright like a diamond Shine bright like a diamond
Find light in the beautiful sea I choose to be happy You and I, you and I We’re like diamonds in the sky