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