We Are Next: Poems of the Third Generation

by Krissie Daughter of Iris

Each child of the next generation has their own personal struggles, their own story that deserves to be told. Freeverse poems about the children of our heroes.

A/N: This is going to be a series of freeverse poems about the next generation, probably one per character. This is my first time working with this type of poetry, so bear with me. If you have written freeverse and see issues with this, please review and tell me what I can do to improve. Actually, please review anyway. :) This first one is for Scorpius. Enjoy!

His

N/A/M/E

is

s.c.o.r.p.i.u.s

and he's so obviously a

m.a.l.f.o.y

(with a name like

s.c.o.r.p.i.u.s

what else could he be?)

[Everyone] knows his

father

(draco)

was a

deatheater

and so [everyone] thinks that

s.c.o.r.p.i.u.s

must be the

[samesamesame]

and he's

T-R-Y-I-N-G

to

shakeitoff

(his father's reputation)

but even though he's a

G/R/Y/F/F/I/N/D/O/R

and a

keeper

and

B-E-S-T-F-R-I-E-N-D-S

with

a.l.b.u.s.s.e.v.e.r.u.s

no one

c.a.r.e.s

because he's still

draco's son