The first 10 chapters of Harry Potter
The first words
An ordinary book
An extra-ordinary story
All it takes is one look.
'Mr and Mrs Dursley
Of number four, Privet Drive'
The mean aunt and uncle
Didn't really notice their nephew was alive.
Chapter two next began
Ten years later set
Young Harry Potter waking up
From a dream of a man he met.
'Nearly ten years had passed since the Dursleys
Had woken up to find their nephew on the front step'
But they treated him with scorn and contempt
And, of his abnormality, did they fret.
Chapter three, my eyes riveted to the book
Unable to look away it seems
The magic is within these covers
The magic that Jo weaves.
'The escape of the Brazilian boa constrictor
Earned Harry his longest-ever punishment'
Though, truthfully, it was not his fault
It was Dudley, who had barged in front.
Chapter five, the book moving swiftly on
Not long to go till Harry knows
Leaning towards the pages in hope
And nearly to begin, the show.
'They knocked again. Dudley jerked awake'
"Where's the cannon?" he said stupidly'
And Hagrid comes in, tall and kind
Our biggest hero, you see.
Chapter six and Harry's been told
And off with Hagrid he goes
We're practically crying with all the joy
Of magic, we find loads.
'Harry woke early the next morning
Although he could tell it was daylight'
Sleeping nearby to such a giant
Probably gave him quite a fright!
Chapter seven and I hate the Dursleys even more
Though I'd never have thought it possible
The little creeps, how could they do it
Because of two sister that did quibble.
'Harry's last month with the Dursleys wasn't fun
[...] Dudley was now so scared [...] he wouldn't stay in the same room'
How could they do it to poor, innocent Harry
At least he'll be out of there soon.
Chapter eight and he has made it their
A party this should bring
Let's bring out the balloons, and choir too
So together we can sing.
'"The firs' years, Professor McGonagall," said Hagrid.
"Thank you, Hagrid. I will take them from here."'
So close to finding out his house
Has brought us close to tears.
Chapter nine, he knows and school is here
Fame isn't everything too
But that Snape he must endure
So he can make it through.
This chapter about his first day
'"There, look." "Where?"'
Fame was annoying, whilst he was
'"Next to the tall kid with the red hair."'
Chapter ten, oh dear, silly Malfoy
How dare you be so mean
I can't believe that spoilt child
How he'd do that to Harry.
'Harry had never believed he would meet a boy he hated more [...]
But that was before he met Draco Malfoy'
The midnight duel, and we all do worry
And that blonde, he's found me easy to annoy.
And that concludes this little poem
Of the first ten chapters of Harry Potter
I sure will miss this whole, good book
And the rip offs like 'Barry Trotter'.
So, this poem, I shall dedicate to
The entirety of the books
And JK, who brought words alive
And you and me, so look,
I dedicate this to the actors
Who made this story live
I dedicate this to the publishers
Who didn't have much more to give,
I dedicate this to the managers
Who brought this all alive
I dedicate this to the readers
Fans like you and I
I dedicate this to the magic
That has made up my life
I dedicate this to the script-writers
For, what must have been, a strife,
I dedicate this to the book-sellers
Who showed this story to us
And also to the parodies
To watch, was a must.
I dedicate this to all
Who worked on the movies and then
Those who worked on the books as well
You made them perfect, ten out of ten.
I'm not sure who else to dedicate this too,
I've run out of ideas
But to all who read this poem of mine
As they say, 'I'm all ears'.
I hope you all liked this poem.
Flames might be used on my house.
Improvement ideas are always welcome
And this is the life, I did espouse.