(This is from Neville's POV, in about third year.)
Neville- "When's Herbology?"

Someday, when school days have gone away,
I'll look back and wonder why you were always mean to me.
One time, when Draco was walking by,
He faked a trip, he's rather sly.
My cauldron melted.

Just carry me and please take me there,
Pomphrey always shows she cares.
She heals my wounds by the hour.
Then back to Gryffindor tower.
(Oh, come on.)
Pansy said I'm a lost cause...
Harry says it's all all right.
Only Ginny really understands me.

So I'm...waiting for.. graduation.
No more... Slytherins... messing with my head.

Someday, I'll get out of this dungeon,
Content in knowing that I'll never see Snape again.
But for now, I'm forced to endure this class.
Damn Slytherins.
Damn Slytherins... (Fade.)