A short stupid poem.
it was a challenge someone gave me.
They give me a title and I write a poem going off the Title
I dunno it Malfoy was head boy but it ryhymed so yeah.


Malfoy's Introspection I'm Hotter than Potter

What do they see in those stupid glasses and scar

To me it looks like someone hit him with an ugly bar

He's so gross with that dirty blood from his mud-blood mom

I mean I, Draco Malfoy, am better. I'm the bomb.

Yes, I'm rich and good looking, way better then Potter

Everyone wants me, I know that I am way hotter

Potter sucks at potions, I am Snape's favorite

I have charm, talent, looks, popularity, and wit.

I let him win at Quidditch, I mean I felt so bad

He only got on the team cuz he has no dad

Well back to me, the ever handsome Draco Malfoy

I'm better then Potter, I was a Prefect and Head boy.

I can do everything better than that douchebag Potter

Every Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin knows I'm hotter

And yes even a few Gryffindors know it too

He hangs with Hermione Granger, mud-blood, ew…

And that Ron Weasley isn't better, blood-traitor

Malfoys are true pure-bloods, we are greater

So I'll strut my stuff around Hogwarts, in front of Potter

Everyone will witness my greatness, because I am way hotter.


This second one is for Lupin.

At first he is afriad
and then in the end he channles Greyback
which to him is terrible...he is good
and he tries so hard
hes biggest fear is that he will be lick Greyback

The Moon's Light

I live in fear of what I might do
When the moon is high and full
and I'm silhouetted against the light
I wouldn't stand next to me if I was you
I can feel it, evils strong dark pull
Afraid to say it's something I can't fight

The moon is huge tonight, it shines
The light castes it's long dismal shadows
Yet I do not hide nor run from my calling
I'll accept it and run free with no confines
I'll leave my regrets behind along with my sorrows
I'm running free into the night, not crawling

For when there is a moon so full with light
I am a terrible wild creature of the night
Call me what you like, Werewolf or Wolf-Man
Just know that I'm from a very evil clan
I want to eat you and make you bleed
I can't wait to taste blood and laugh as you plead