The Judgement
GoddessMoonLady
Disclaimer:
GML: Okay, this is a little peice I wrote for my last year's Creative Writing class.
Draco: You go to classes for this stuff, and it still sucks? ::raises eybrow::
Harry: Damn, those must be some pathetic classes.
GML: Shut up you two! ::waks D & H in the back of the head:: For your information I had strait A's in that class!
Snape: ::raises eyebrow:: I somehow find that hard to believe.
GML: ::glares:: Git!
Snape: 5 points from Slytherin. Now if you are prepared...
GML: ::glares more:: Fine! I don't own 'HP' I should think that was obviouse by now! Otherwise I wouldn't be writing these rediculous things!
H&D: ::snicker::
GML: Shut up you two! Now, on with the thing!
::H::H::H::H::H::
I stand on the threshold.
It's a time of choice.
Which way?
Do I follow the light?
Will I be 'good'?
Will I step into shadow?
Will I be 'bad'?
Be Myself?
It's a hard choice.
I stand here looking both ways in my thoughts. It's like standing in a corridor, one end well lit, yet, there are bars every three feet or so, the other end cloaked in shadow, yet, free of obsticles.
I stand there, lost.
I want to be 'good'. I want to do whats 'right'. But then I also want to be myself. To not have to hide behind masks. So which way will I go?
There's a war. Each side wants me. But which side do I want? I don't know.
"You all right there, Harry? You've been awfully quiet and 'off' lately."
I'm pulled from my thoughts. I look up at my 'friend' Ron.
"Yes. I'm fine." I snap and glare.
In this moment I know. I can't live with the mask. I can't be the perfect 'Hero' everyone wants me to be.
I have to be Harry.
I turn and step into the shadows.
::H::H::H::H::H::
GML: Okay, I know that was really short. I'm honestly not too sure whether to classify that as a poem or what. lol.
Harry: Short is right. ::rolls eyes::
GML: Shut up Harry.
Draco: Hey! I'm not in this!
GML: No, your not. This is about Harry. Now, Likes? No likes? REVIEW!