Disclaimer: This poem isn't mine, just copied it off my classmate's notebook! I think she got it from the Net!! I revised a couple of things too, just to make it be fitting for Harry Potter.

Note: This is mainly something for fun. I'm letting this be a poem of Hermione's.

Late For Class

I realised it was half past four,

When I, quite late, ran out the door

My History of Magic I so abhor,

But I missed to sessions the week before.

I failed a test on ancient lore,

And forgot the date of Voldemort's War,

(Man, my brain was really sore!)

Up the marble stairs I tore,

And slid across a just mopped floor,

I banged my knee and loudly swore,

To wake up - again - at half past four!

This nightmare I could stand no more!



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*** I found it cute, hope you do too!