Prophecy Fulfilled

by Dumbledore-The-Phoenix

The Final Battle. This is a poem, and it may or may not be viewed as canon. It's also based off the Jabberwocky poem written by Lewis Carroll, because I did this for a class.

Prophecy Fulfilled

'Twas frigid, and the brave aurors

Did cast and dive in the battle;

All evil was the Dark Lord

And the dementors' breaths rattled.

"Beware the Death Eaters, my boy!

The wands that curse, the fists that fly!

Beware the lunar wolf, and avoid

The banshee's cry!"

He took his phoenix wand in hand:

Long time the unfeeling foe he fought-

So rested he by the Whomping tree,

And sat awhile in thought.

And as in somber silence he stood,

The trolls, with clubs of stone,

Came crashing through the Forbidden wood,

And shouted as they shone!

One, two! One, two! And through and through

The heavy club went snicker-snack!

They left some hurt, but in the dirt

They lay lifelessly slack.

"So, have you fulfilled the prophecy?

Celebrate in our castle, my triumphant boy!

Joy! Wondrous day! Yahoo! Hooray!"

They chortled in their joy.

'Twas frigid and the brave aurors

Did cast and dive in battle;

All evil was the Dark Lord

And the dementors' breaths rattled.