Fantastique France (its French for Fantastic)-
In just a gist of light I'm approached by a fairy
I look at her up and down approaching her wearily
In just a flash of light I'm the Minister of Magic for the week's days
I jump up and down in excitement as I am gay (happy)
With one magic flick I'm in the Ministers castle
I examine the palace, it's a great parcel
The parcel includes; one million rooms
I yell 'whoopee' as I stare at the house elf's with brooms
No cleaning, sweeping or dusting for me
I go into the kitchen and eat all I see
But not now, not ever I can cook
I think its time to hit the shops and begin to have a look
To the Hogsmeat shopping mall I take the Whips Bee (AN a broom I invented)
Looking for the gown I saw in Witch Weekly
I need a simple gown for my ceremonial ball
I find what I'm looking for in Madame Molkin's stall
It's white and long, with lace around the middle
With a cute pair of heels so I don't look little
I hope the wizards are cute and charming
Since its only losers I've been finding
I dress for the ball, and I hear a tap at the door
It's my eld yelling for me to be down in four
I slip on my heels and walk down the hall
Coming down the stairs for my own royal ball
All eyes are on me, I hope I don't fall
I can't make a scene because this is my ball
Important people come to congratulate me on my new position
But little do they know I got it from magic and some wishing
By law I must dance with all the eligible bachelors in the room
None of which I would chose to become my future groom
That was until I danced with James Potter
He could dance realy bad he looked like an otter
But that didnt matter to me
He was was the a gental man, the only one i could see
Dinner was severed (with Chocolate Frogs at my request)
Sitting at the head of the table was a mighty pest
Since I was next to Barty Crouch
Who was a mighty law-Nazi grouch
Finally the day ended and everyone went home
James and I parted with a groan
Kicking of my heels I climbed into bed
Relaxing my feet and resting my head
Beep, Beep, Beep sounds my new alarm
"Parliament is waiting" my elf nags pulling at my arm
I drag myself out of bed putting on my black cloak
I went to court room eleven and sat on a chair made of oak
Whispers stoped when the Dumbaldoor walked in
Court is in and an anoying man glared at my left wing
His name is Fudge, what a silly bowler's hat I smirk, my eye begin to role
Fudge proposes to put hogwarts under the dementors control
"This will make the students behave," Fudge say
"this will meen the castle will have students in,"
"I agree" shouts everyone but me and Dumbledoor
We're overruled so this idea will be
Court is out, finally, I thought, but what to do now?
I grab my digital camera and leaving Winky and Doby with one final bow
"Time to be normal me," I mutter putting on my wig
"No one will recognize" me I think as I laugh like a pig
The hunted, Shriking Shake is first on my list
As I look at the horres within, i scream, as someone grabs my wrist
It is James grabbing my hand together we got in
At the top I look as James hoping that this isn't a summer fling
We go to The Leaky coldren for a drink
James looks at me and winks
As we walk the streets in desperate need for toilets, I see Alf robbing a Gringots bank
I catch him on video as I follow him down an alley that smells rank
He takes of his mask now I have all the evidence I need
I go to the police station speaking to someone named Arura Reed
Alf broke the law so off to Azkaban he must go
But he won't go quietly, he has a big row
Alf's new Education Degree now won't go through
So potential I saved all the studens, whoohoo
And also all the teachers mental state too
My journey as a minister is going to be my role for life
A couple months later James asks me to be his wife
At my wedding Alf turns up with a wand
I and Louis are saved from our bond
By Anna Potter
