In the Eyes of the Beholder

by imElenafreakingRichter

Ron was angry, and Harry could understand why. But did he have to make Harry seem like such a jerk? My first ever poem!

A/N: Okay, short authors note – it's my dream to have one less than 100 words :P So, this was a poem I wrote, and when I re-read it I thought that it would fit the part in Harry Potter when Ron is really angry at Harry. You know, the bit where everyone is yelling at Harry and Ron tries to comfort him, but then Harry snaps at him? Yeah, I can't remember what movie that was, but I thought this poem might fit in with it. So, enjoy! :D Remember, this is my first poem on here… (In Harry's POV)

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I hold my hands up in surrender;

You hold yours up as if to strike

You scream at me for leaving you,

But wait – didn't you leave me?

You blame me for keeping you in the dark,

When all the time, you've been in the limelight

A halo surrounds your head; it seems, there are horns on mine

I suppose it's all in the eyes of the beholder,

But it's hard when the beholder is you.