The Weasel And The Snake

by Smart Kira

This is a poem I wrote about how much Ginny means to Blaise.

The Weasel And The Snake

She's cunning

But so am I name is Blaise Zabini

And I am a Slytherin a snake

I look down on people like her and her next of kin

But she is shrewd to you know

But so am I two can play at that game

How she ended up in Gryffindor and not Slytherin I wouldn't have a clue

Tempting me with her long red hair and piercing green eyes

And her fiery temper is sometimes more ferocious

Than that of the Gryffindor lion and it's worse than a Slytherin snake bite

I am suppose to look down on the likes of her but how can I not

Now that I have sank my fangs into her I just can't let go

I am now under her spell when she cast it I will never know

I maybe a snake who's cunning and deceitful

And able to think of things on the fly but now I am sad to say

That I Blaise Zabini of the mighty Slytherin clan am in love with

A weasel by the name of Ginevra "Ginny" Weasley who is my mighty Gryffindor lion