Disclaimer: ''Harry Potter'' is owned by the genius Joanne K. Rowling, and that includes Neville Longbottom, Harry Potter, and whomever else mentioned in this poem.
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THE CHOSEN ONE
The song of the pheonix across the land.
A new type of Dark magic starts to band.
The Chosen One, they assume,
The boy who lived,
Is going to lead to the fall
Of The Dark Lord, and the Dark magic, if all.
But now there is a newcomer here,
The Prophecy showed us all.
Will young Neville here,
be the key to Voldemort's fall?
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Authors note: I wrote this poem back in 2005! I was a wee little thing, heh. The poem was left in its original format and exactly how I wrote it.... wow, 4 years ago... This was written obviously before the fifth Harry Potter books was created (Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix), so it was written with assumptions as to what would happen in the sixth book and beyond.
Bit of spoilers here I suppose...
I really hope that you can tell that I'm speaking of Harry Potter as the ''Chosen One'', Neville Longbottom, and Voldemort as the Dark Lord. The Prophecy as the glass orb found in the depths of the Ministry of Magic, with the fate-changing message within. If you cant recall that, please go back and read the books. It's kind of sad...
(And isnt it a bit ironic with the first line of the poem? *SPOILER* When Dumbledore died, Fawkes was singing across the grounds of Hogwarts...) That was in the 6th book as you should know. I hope you enjoyed this ''premonition'' poem I created, four years ago.
Enjoy!