The Wizarding world all thought Harry was great,
But the tale to be told set them all straight.
For five years Harry had suffered much pain,
Until one event drove him mentally insane.
The day had started out hopeful and alive,
For Harry would be leaving number 4 Privet Drive.
He would go with the Weasley's and see all his friends,
At the headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix again.
Harry would see Sirius and the rest of the group,
Then they'd all sit for dinner eating freshly made soup.
Until the time should come Harry would go to the park,
And keep an eye out for things evil and dark.
Let alone did he know he'd become so corrupted,
When the day he enjoyed would be interrupted.
Dudley and his gang came round the corner in a pack,
With Dudley in the front to lead the attack.
They finally reached Harry and started to laugh,
For Harry was the main target of Dudley's wrath.
"Your dead," the gang yelled so the whole block could hear,
And Harry Potter finally broke out in tears.
Though after a few seconds he finally yelled back,
"I'll kill you Dudley Dursley, you and your pack."
Harry pulled out his wand and without even caring,
Killed Dudley Dursley and everyone staring.
He then started running not having his broom,
For he knew he had just brought about his own doom.
He ran for his life blasting all in his sight,
Trying to avoid a Ministry of Magic fight.
Harry ran all he could until no more he could endure,
And looked for a way he could escape for sure.
He saw a car but knew that flying was his habit,
But still had no choice and stole a Volkswagen Rabbit.
He took off up the street trying to look discreet,
But found he couldn't help staring at his feet.
Harry kept on going, being chased all the way,
By five police cars trying to stop him getting away.
Harry made it all the way to King's Cross Station,
And started driving up the track to another nation.
Harry was so occupied he didn't see the train,
And when the train hit Harry, he had finally been slain.
All of Harry that was found was just one single leg,
The rest of him was fried in the car like an egg.
The moral of this story is no matter how bad they are,
Never let your peers drive you mad and never steal a car.