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The Raven----Harry Potter Style

Stanzas 11&12

Harry nodded approvingly as he continued with his poem.

"Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,

'Doubtless,' said I, 'what it utters is it only stock and store

Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster

Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore --

Till the dirges of his Hope the melancholy burden bore

Of 'Never - nevermore.'

But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,

Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door,

Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking

Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore--

What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore

Meant in croaking, 'Nevermore.'"

Harry was still pointing his wand at Raven/Malfoy when he stopped talking and looked at the gaggle of people sitting at the top of the stairs. He was rather surprised that no one had interrupted him at all in the last two stanzas in the poem. It had taken him at least five minutes, and they had sat through it. Smiling proudly, he thought, finally they're listening.

But then he noticed that Ron, Hermione, George, Fred, Madame M. and even Raven/Malfoy were wearing dark glasses. Harry glared at them suspiciously, and then climbed the stairs. He slowly lifted Ron's glasses to reveal closed eyes.

Harry's eyes widened and his face turned bright red. Raven/Malfoy started to snore, and Madame M.'s mouth dropped opened and she started to drool. Harry was infuriated.

"WAKE UP! EVERYONE! RIGHT NOW!" he screamed as loud as he could.

Everyone in the Gryffindor Common Room jumped and started to mumble about how they weren't asleep.

"I HATE YOU ALL!" he cried, moving his wand from Raven/Malfoy to the lot on the stairs.

"Harry, no!" Hermione cried.

"Give me one good reason."

"If you…um… kill us then…err…you'll…err…you'd…um…you wouldn't…you wouldn't…you wouldn't have anyone to listen to your poem! Yah that's it! You'd be talking to no one!"

"In case you forgot, Hermione, when he stared, no one was listening," Ron said.

"RON! Shut up! I knew that, but was hoping Harry had forgotten!" she screamed.

"Oh…oh yah." Ron answered timidly.

"You all promise to listen?" Harry asked, wand still pointed.

They all nodded.

"Ok then. Ahem—

A/N: okay, that was kind of short, but that's okay, right? …okay, don't answer that.