A/N: Written for the Setting Boot Camp for setting: the Quidditch Pitch and prompt: 037 –connection.
The Quidditch Pitch
Poem 13: The Parent Cries, so the Child Cries Too
Hogwarts was the parent
castle, and she was sad
So the genderless child
was sad as well,
Spoilt for happiness,
for carefree laughs
that danced on the breeze
with the wind-borne nymphs
Or overflowing tears of joy
and hugs spread all round
or chaste kisses shared
under the blanket of sweet
darkness abound
But instead,
its grass was brown and dry
from lack of nutrients
for there was only blood
– pain, and fear –
to feed its roots
And as the Castle diminished,
her magic that sustained
the large Quidditch Pitch
diminished too.
