After an Attack, a harry potter fanfic

Harry looked into the night. He was afraid someone had died during the attack. "Please let the mark not show up." He whispered, slightly nervous.

Looking deeply

In the dark

Looking for

A twisted mark

Harry watched the skies, looking for some sign of an aerial attack. Death Eaters could come swooping down at any moment.

The boy who lived

Watched the skies

Wary against

Any surprises

Hermione stood next to him. She tried to find a bright side to show him. Hopefully the war was almost over.

The know it all

Stood by him

Trying to brighten

The world so dim

Ron was on Harry's other side. Though he had left when he couldn't stand the pressure, he had come back. He was showing that their friendship would survive anything.

A freckled face

On his other side

Shows friendship will prevail

When the forces collide.

Together the three stood there, watching the night. All three glad that none of the light, had died in the fight.