Well, maybe he winced.
Only once or twice, though
When that spider squirmed.
And he knew
That his parents…
They had snapped-
Just. Like. That.
And everything had been lost.
With a careless
Wave of the wand.
And a mere three syllables.
(Cru-ci-o!)
Just like that,
And his parents were lost.
In pain.
In hope for death.
In foggy memories.
In Lovegood-like insanity.
And poof,
(That was that)
Frank and Alice Longbottom
Were worse than dead,
But they didn't even know it.
AN: Thank you for reading, and thanks to my wonderful beta-reader called wisegirlweasley. I hope you enjoyed this short little poem. Today I shall recommend the song 'Bookworm' by Roonil Wazlib. If you've already heard it, you are extremely awesome, and if you haven't, I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
-Lexi
