Disclaimer: I do not own Draco Malfoy, though I wish I did. He, and his beautiful smirk, belongs to JK Rowling, Waner Bros., Bloomsbury Publishing and many more, way to many to put here. But I think you get the jist.

Author's Note: Before I go any further I would just like to recognise the best house at Hogwarts, Slytherin!
I would also like to say what a cool word 'git' is. Now I'm rambling, seeing this is againt the ff.net rules I'll stop.
This is my first poem, well not totally, but first fanfic poem. Please review... thanks.
You may now proceed...



Smirks

It's beautiful,
Curves up at the side.
You want to kiss him,
When he uses it with pride.

Potter walks past,
You see it in his eyes.
That thought of being superior,
Will be his demise.

Nevertheless if he uses his best weapon,
Potter never wins when he brings it into play.
It's way to good,
Still, he'll use it any day.

Yes, it's Draco Malfoy's smirk,
He uses it when he can.
It's so sexy and cute,
You know he's the man


Author's Note: Do you like. Just a little thing I thought I might write. I've never been to good at poetry so I thought I might try.
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