The last answer was...Professor Umbridge! Fleurmionelove, AliMae, Molly Coulson, deatheater 12, Ebony Starstorm (cool pen name), Linh02, CheekyFridays (please start capitalizing, I don't want to sound rude but I have OCD and that stuff bugs me), Guest (I think we can possibly work something out soon about Lily?), EbonyBlack135, Youtoumii, gorillaface345, readingaddict24 (once again, what I said for CheekyFridays-I don't want to be rude but OCD, man), Patronus12 (I hate her more, too), and Banestar all guessed correctly. This one was picked by Fleurmionelove.
A rasping breath,
A hidden smirk.
Another death
Is where I lurk.
Love so strong
Could not save me,
But now they sing my song.
There were those who agreed
And those who refused,
They helped me live
And did not waver when bruised.
A chance I would give
For them to run
Where I make my way
Under the sun.
Clever and great,
Proud and brave,
Desire and hate-
They make every stave.
Before I was young
But now I am wise.
The crow has sung,
And the raven soon flies.
They ask me what they are to do,
And I hesitate.
He who slew
Does not pity my fate.
They are the riptide
To my entire plan,
But my ambition has not yet died.
If anything, there are more fans.
When I was small,
I began my cult
That became my fall.
I was at fault
And many fell with me.
The people, they fall,
And everyone can see
That none has more gall
Than me.
A cry of pain,
A mercy plea,
A red rain-
Yes, Death, is me.
This is really dark and after I wrote it I was like, "holy crap" when I was editing it. Also I'm probably not going to be updating near as much due to the fact of high school (hell) and my very dictatorship-y parents who want me to get a life and NHD and et cetera. (Also, sorry for making this a PG-13 chapter with the A/N.)