The Diadem
I am Great Ravenclaw's tiara, aged and magnificent,
My splendour renowned, I am erudite and transcendent.
I belonged to a mother, intelligent and wise,
Was stolen by a daughter, jealous and sly.
I was taken to a forest, lost and forgotten,
Then found by a man who was venomous and rotten.
I was made into a Horcrux, defiled and tainted,
And hidden in junk, unbecoming and degraded.
I was mishandled by a boy both misguided and rash,
And misused as a marker, clumsy and crass.
I saw a fight between six, reckless and distasteful,
And upon me shone fire.
Once more,
I was beautiful.
