So this is just a poem I made after seeing Deathly Hallows prt. 2. Yes, I went to the premier on Monday, I won tickets by writing something... Anyway, i don't own Harry Potter and hope you like this!
To Harry, braver than most,
Voldemort he did beat.
To Ron, who liked to boast,
About one Quidditch feat.
To Hermione, not quiet as pretty as a dove,
And who was smarter than we'll ever be.
To Voldemort, who knew no love,
Who's red eyes frightened me.
To Luna, a diadem her father tried to make,
The girl on whose oddities I could not begin.
To Neville, who killed the snake,
And never gave in.
To Draco, coward at heart,
He's rather quite snotty.
To Ginny, Harry and her were never to part,
She lied about a tattoo on his body.
To Lily, who died for her son,
And never forgave a friend.
To James, who liked to have fun,
He loved Lily to the end.
To Snape, with his greasy hair,
Who for only one he cared.
To the Weasley's, their house high up in the air,
To find one with red hair is not quiet rare.
To Dumbledore, wiser than an owl,
A dark past behind him.
To Crabbe and Goyle, who acted quiet fowl,
And were quiet dim.
To Sirius, who never committed his crime,
And didn't like fleas.
To Remus, his torture was to never end,
With Kingsley he mostly agreed.
To J.K Rowling, this she all started,
Her stories made us all cry.
To You, all seven books you carted,
To you I say goodbye.