A/N: Ok this is a Fanfic with a bunch of Harry Potter poems in it. It's about different Harry Potter characters.
FRIENDS TILL THE END
Friends till the end.
That's what we promised.
But is it safe to say I had my fingers crossed?
It was kill or be killed.
Betray or be betrayed.
But were they really my friends?
Or was I a pawn?
Did they think that I had no feelings?
Did they just use me for their pranks?
But now it doesn't matter
they're gone and now
I'm in a higher rank.
I am at his right hand; his loyal deatheater.
Or am I his loyal slave here to do
his bidding and obey every command.
Friends till the end that's what we could've been.
A/N-This is a poem in Peter's point of view, it's actualy sad and I feel bad for him.
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