A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any related characters
This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Word Count: 1024
Like a fairy tale
magic was real and suddenly
I was swept off my feet, into a
whole new world.
Things were strange, things were different
and yet, I was still the same
still the outsider, still the girl
everyone felt the need to tease
the need to humiliate
I should have known nothing would change
but it did, with new power I never dreamed
possible, I got caught up
got caught crying and suddenly I was being saved
by my tormentors, being saved by the same
boy who had sent me crying in the first place.
I wanted to hate him, hate him and his friend,
but loneliness and desperation to be seen
took over and I slowly called them friends.
The year ended in disaster, in a glorious
way of all of us being tested, our friendship being tested.
We passed, flying colors like the tiny glittering keys.
Vowing to write, and write I did, but my letters went unanswered.
No one knew the trouble he was in.
Finally help came, and I met back up with them,
only to have them not arrive with me.
Magic was afoot, there was a new threat and one
I was determined to solve.
With my last chance, I solved it, with the help of
an unlikely ally.
He was different from my friends, thought to be the
enemy, thought to be evil. I could see past that mask
could see the sadness in his grey eyes.
He was scared too, there were secrets he'd never admit.
He was the key, handing me the exact page I needed.
I failed to heed my own advice, becoming victim to the
beast.
Restored at the end of the year, I looked for him,
to ask him, I don't even know what. He would never
be friends with us, never step out of the shadows
his family cast.
Another year down and the tides had turned.
Friend against friend, me and him.
The accusations never stopped as my innocent
pet was accused of murder.
Later cleared, but the feelings remained.
How easy it was for them to turn on me.
I sought comfort in the arms of my former enemy.
He knew the coldheartedness, knew how it felt
to be accused, to be ignored, to be punished for something
beyond one's control.
In the end, time changed, time turned, spinning
out and creating the spiderwebs we would later
be caught in.
I wrote him that summer, my name hidden,
I wouldn't dare let his family know.
He wasn't like them, he was different,
scared and forced to believe in things
that he was slowly starting to realize weren't
true.
We went our separate ways as the match started,
the whistle tearing us apart as we pretended to
still hate one another.
I was starting to see the truth about my friends.
I was starting to see how much they used me,
couldn't do a thing without my help.
I couldn't allow it much longer,
suddenly thrust into a movement I'd never
considered, watching as those in power
continued to enslave those they thought
beneath them.
He would never join my crusade
he couldn't. I longed to share with him
all the thoughts in my head, all the
emotions in my heart there were starting
to grow.
To everyone he was mean, but I knew
he had to act, knew he had to pretend.
His father was powerful, his father
would hear everything that went on.
I wasn't ready to fight that yet.
The world twisted again,
friends turned out to be foes
I found someone to share my heart
with, someone who didn't have to
pretend he didn't care about me.
I knew it wouldn't last, my heart
wasn't entirely in it.
But still I pretended.
The world flipped upside down
as the summer ended, as everything
started coming to a head.
The world was no longer safe.
I could no longer write the boy I
loved, no longer keep in contact with him.
There were other things at stake now.
His cover couldn't be blown,
we both knew the moment we'd
fallen it was doomed.
He was the son of Death Eaters.
I was a muggle-born witch.
Like Romeo and Juliet we
were cursed to love and
be apart.
Sneaking around the school
slowly became easy.
He was good at getting away
and I had found I liked breaking
the rules when it suited me.
No one ever questioned anything
I did, I was perfect, I was the ultimate
good girl. All a cover I'd never thought
I'd need. My friends knew something was up
but they both insisted on coming up with
insane theories, not trying to keep
their thoughts inside their heads.
The battle was fought,
I was in the middle.
He wasn't there, he couldn't be there,
but I knew his father was behind one of
those masks, I knew I could never admit
my feelings.
I'd never be accepted as long
as they remained in power.
The war was brutal. We were both
pawns. He belonging to the enemy.
His parents' lives used to force him
into doing horrid acts.
I wish I could have realized it sooner
I wish I could have known the truth,
but I started to see him for the
monster he was pretending to be.
We broke apart, and I thought
it was over, it was done.
There was no way I could
reconcile who I was with
the man he'd become.
One night, one horrible
night as the stars sparkled,
as death filled the castle.
He kissed me, his lips against mine so hard
I could feel the bruising the next day.
In that moment, we were one.
In that moment, nothing mattered.
The war raged on, us on
separate sides,
slowly the final battle loomed before us.
His loyalty called into question as he stepped
finally from the Dark to the Light
to my welcoming arms as the war
ended with everything turned back upon
the man who had started it.
One kiss for winning
One kiss for fighting
One kiss to unite us together
forever.