While eating, I was struck by poetry inspiration and -poof!- this is the result. I usually prefer writing prose, so this is quite rare for me. Enjoy.
Oh yes. You had better review. Or else. And do check out my other one-shot. I would really like to start on a long fic, but I'm extremely busy now, so one-shots and poetry is all I can do until... perhaps April?
He Took A Different Road
So alike, the two of them.
Both orphans,
both lost their parents since young.
The two of them even looked alike,
although they took after their dead fathers,
but their fathers, in life, were complete opposites.
Just like their sons.
Both did not have a happy childhood-
one grew up in an orphanage,
and the other in his relative's home.
But a Home is merely a House when one is
not appreciated nor loved there.
But though they travelled on the same road
early in life, the road soon parted
at a fork, and that fork was Hogwarts.
One took the road that was covered in shadows,
a murky path ahead with few other travelllers;
the other took the bright road,
the one where he would meet others who
would become his lifelong friends.
They separated, and travelled on their own paths
for seven years.
Both grew up and became very well-known.
One was famous.
And the other?
Infamous.
All because they each took a different road.
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