Not my Best Side- the Sirius, Remus and James Edit.
Disclaimer- the original poem, Not My Best Side belongs to U.A. Fanthorpe, its not mine, just this version belongs to me,
Harry Poter and all related characters doesn't belong to me either...
Holly, i wrote you in as Remus' fox. hope you don't mind!
******
(i)
Not my best side i'm afraid.
The artist didn't tell me to
Pose casually, as you can see,
Poor muggle, he had this fixation with
Leather, so he gave me
leather everything. I didn't comment at the time,
(what, after all, are leather robes
to such a cool wizard?) but afterwards
I was sorry for the bad publicity.
Why, I said to myself, should my best friend,
Be so obviously lacking "cool" and ride
A broomstick with a deformed handle and cylinder twigs?
Why should Moony be drawn so
un-wolfy as to be cat-like?
Why should i be literally
under a confundus charm? I don't mind flying,
Ritually, as i AM the Gryffindor beater,
But i should have liked a few more girls,
To show they were taking my popularity seriously.
(ii)
It's hard for a werewolf to be sure if
He wants to be 'redeemed. I mean, I quite
Took to the shreiking shack. It's nice to be
'Animalistic' if you know what i mean. But
That fox, was so nicely physical, with her claws,
And lovely red fur, and that sexy tail.
And the way she purred at me,
She made me feel she was ready to
Pounce on me. And any werewolf enjoys that.
So when these animagi turn up, Sirius wearing..
well... something indescribeable,
On a really DANGEROUS broom, to be honest
I didn't much like it. I mean,
James frightened the fox away.
He might have been a spider, a worm or even
a salmon for all i could foretell, but that fox-
Well you could see who she was
At a glance. Still what could i do? James
turned into a stag,
And a werewolf has to think of it's future.
(iii)
I have diplomas in Dragon
Management, and Werewolf Reclamaion.
My broom is the latest model, with
Automatic transmission, and a built in superbabe.
My wand is custom built,
And my prototype robes...
Still on Sirius' Wish List. You can't
Do better than me at the moment. (just ask Lily)
I'm well endowed and equipped to the
Eyebrow. So why be difficult?
Don't you want to be transfigured and/or
Hexed in the most contemporary way? Don't
You want to carry out the roles,
I, as Quidditch captain have assigned to you?
Don't you realise that by being choosy,
You are endangering job prospects
In the broom and quaffle making industries?
What, in any case, does it matter what
You want? I'm late for Quidditch!
hehehehe
http://www.fanfiction.net/sections/books/index.fic?action=story-read&StoryID=328107&Chapter=6
Disclaimer- the original poem, Not My Best Side belongs to U.A. Fanthorpe, its not mine, just this version belongs to me,
Harry Poter and all related characters doesn't belong to me either...
Holly, i wrote you in as Remus' fox. hope you don't mind!
******
(i)
Not my best side i'm afraid.
The artist didn't tell me to
Pose casually, as you can see,
Poor muggle, he had this fixation with
Leather, so he gave me
leather everything. I didn't comment at the time,
(what, after all, are leather robes
to such a cool wizard?) but afterwards
I was sorry for the bad publicity.
Why, I said to myself, should my best friend,
Be so obviously lacking "cool" and ride
A broomstick with a deformed handle and cylinder twigs?
Why should Moony be drawn so
un-wolfy as to be cat-like?
Why should i be literally
under a confundus charm? I don't mind flying,
Ritually, as i AM the Gryffindor beater,
But i should have liked a few more girls,
To show they were taking my popularity seriously.
(ii)
It's hard for a werewolf to be sure if
He wants to be 'redeemed. I mean, I quite
Took to the shreiking shack. It's nice to be
'Animalistic' if you know what i mean. But
That fox, was so nicely physical, with her claws,
And lovely red fur, and that sexy tail.
And the way she purred at me,
She made me feel she was ready to
Pounce on me. And any werewolf enjoys that.
So when these animagi turn up, Sirius wearing..
well... something indescribeable,
On a really DANGEROUS broom, to be honest
I didn't much like it. I mean,
James frightened the fox away.
He might have been a spider, a worm or even
a salmon for all i could foretell, but that fox-
Well you could see who she was
At a glance. Still what could i do? James
turned into a stag,
And a werewolf has to think of it's future.
(iii)
I have diplomas in Dragon
Management, and Werewolf Reclamaion.
My broom is the latest model, with
Automatic transmission, and a built in superbabe.
My wand is custom built,
And my prototype robes...
Still on Sirius' Wish List. You can't
Do better than me at the moment. (just ask Lily)
I'm well endowed and equipped to the
Eyebrow. So why be difficult?
Don't you want to be transfigured and/or
Hexed in the most contemporary way? Don't
You want to carry out the roles,
I, as Quidditch captain have assigned to you?
Don't you realise that by being choosy,
You are endangering job prospects
In the broom and quaffle making industries?
What, in any case, does it matter what
You want? I'm late for Quidditch!
hehehehe
http://www.fanfiction.net/sections/books/index.fic?action=story-read&StoryID=328107&Chapter=6