Academy of Witches
By: Wilona Riva
Disclaimer: I don't own DP or HP.
Hagrid's Fluffy
This chapter is one long poem, though not all of it is. It will be aggravating to read, but Danny will learn his lesson by the end. Hagrid doesn't appear here, but the trio do go to visit him. Sorry, this wasn't the best of chapters to write.
The misty morning sun kissed the dawn awake.
Malfoy sneered because several Gryffindors and a certain Slytherin were late.
Breakfast was a rushed affair as the sky was clear and blue.
Danny wished that Malfoy would catch the flu.
"It's too bad about Potter, eh Nightingale?" Malfoy asked, with a sneer.
"He'll probably wet his pants with you so near," Danny said, glancing at his peer.
Looking helplessly at Hermione and Sam sitting at the Gryffindor table,
Danny brushed back dark locks sable.
Sam glared at Danny and then saw the wink.
She nudged Hermione, who had to blink.
She ignored the pirate ghost child,
Who wanted the night retold with style.
"Was there really a three-headed dog and a ghost?" asked he.
"Yes!" shouted an exasperated Ron, "to infinity!"
Harry sighed and asked the kid,
"Why can't you stay hid?"
"This place is fun, this place is cool," quoth he,
From now on, only the secret bearers may see me."
"We're doomed to die if anyone knows,"
Neville moaned as he blew his nose.
Harry decided to visit Hagrid, as the day was fair;
Ron and Hermione thought it'd best to take care.
Sam was sad that Danny felt all alone
Professor Dumbledore saw the ghost child moan.
The mail owls swooped on down
White, speckled, gold, and brown,
A package long and thin was delivered to Harry
While Danny was contemplating the girl he'd marry.
"First years aren't allowed a broom," Malfoy announced
Looking like a tiger about to pounce.
"Mom and Dad will be pleased to know," Danny yelled,
"A broom was the reason your were expelled!"
Dumbledore decided it was time to have a talk with Danny
Before the boy fell on his fanny.
No magic in his young life
Danny was dancing on a the blade of a knife.
Ron began spouting off about different kinds of brooms
Sam plotted her best friend's doom.
Hermione scolded him for rule-breaking
Fred and George reminded him of past games and dare taking.
Much later in the day, when the sun was three-quarters gone,
Danny was caught on the Quidditch pitch ready to fly
He caught the look in Sam's eye.
"Harry and Ron and Hermione too
Visited Hagrid in his hut; it was like a zoo,"
Sam said, she sounded mad.
"You made Harry sad."
"Some brother, you turned out to be,
I'd thought I'd come out to see,
How could you be this way?
Listen to what I have to say."
Danny cut her off in the middle
and refused to answer her riddle.
"Harry has friends, has magic,
I've got ghosts, and some fonky plastic."
Her eyes twinkled, she had a thought.
"Hagrid's has a name for that three-headed mutt."
Danny leaned back and watched Harry fly
He laughed, when she said "Fluffy."
Oliver gave Harry a run-down on the Quidditch pitch
A fabulous sport loved by every wizard and witch.
A seeker's job was to watch the balls and not be hit
To win the game, he had to catch the Golden Snitch.
"Sam, I'm sorry for being jealous and having no tact
Having no magic is ruining the act.
I've been rude and unfair
And was ugly to a ghost in his lair."
"It's alright, Danny," Sam said, understanding what Danny was going through. "You've been isolated and excluded because you're a Slytherin. I love you for who you are, not what you are."
"I've learned my lesson," Danny said, watching his brother down on the field. "He's a pretty good flier."
"Yup, and Gryffindor will kick Slytherin's butt in the first game coming up," Sam said, getting to her feet.
Danny gave chase, his laughter joining hers.
Somewhere in the castle deep,
Ghost Writer smiled in his sleep.
Also in the dungeons dreary,
A half-ghost made a bargain eerie.