A Gift Fic presented to Beckintime for all of her hard work for Ravenclaw in Round 10 of the Houses Competition!

I present: Ginny Weasley. A poem

0-0-0-0

She is beauty and she is grace, and she will punch you in the face.

That's what they say

.

The woman with hair like fire

The woman whose face is decorated with freckles

She looks like something Michelangelo would paint

She's terrifying

.

When I look in the mirror, I don't see fire

Nor do I see the beauty they claim

The ginger lady

The freckled splatter

She's a Picasso

She's weak

.

The war changed all of us, but it hasn't made my face any prettier

Despite what the papers say

.

Tragic beauty

Magic beauty

Apoplectic with fury

.

Plain

Jane

Changed

But not in the way you think or see

.

All I see are the thoughts in my head when I look in the mirror

All I see are the dead

.

Dull eyes

Pale face

.

Ginny Weasley is dead

.

And still she continues to breathe

.

And you call that beauty?

0-0-0-0

Thank you for reading