Author's Note

Does anyone recognize the inspiration from the first two lines? Bonus points if you do ;-)

Nothing from the wizarding world of Harry Potter is mine.

~ Refictionista, July 16, 2015


§ After the Battle §
a poem of forgiveness


Hark of those Death eaters from days gone by
and the Order who vanquished that evil,
of Harry Potter and his battle cry
and triumph that brought about upheaval.

How there came two lovers from this chaos,
One of darkness yet pale of face and hair,
One bright of spirit and of mind of course,
Scanning for their other half in despair.

"Your alive!" he cried with tears streaming down.
She turned to him, not believing her eyes.
He held up a hand. "I looked all around,
I sought amongst the dead, I searched the skies."

He fell to his knees. "Forgive me," he begged.
"Your screams from the torture still haunt my dreams.
For sure a coward to you I'm pegged.
If only I did something by some means."

"Draco, my love, t'was nothing you could do."
She fell to her knees in front of the boy.
"Were you to help me you would be dead too.
There is nothing to forgive. Share my joy."

"I hardly deserve you, Hermione."
She laughed with the sound of a harmony.
"We deserve each other. Don't you agree?"
"If it means I get you, absolutely."