Disclaimer: Nope. I just wrote this poem/story. All places, characters and spells belong to J.K. Rowling.
Author´s Note: This is my first attempt of writing an HP story, and it´s also my first attempt of writing a fanfic-poem. (Ok, the story´s a bit cheesy.)
Author´s Note 2: Who Malfoy is writing this poem for? You decide.
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I Can´t Have You
I never believed in angels, until I saw you
Shining, smiling,
beautiful
I will never touch you, if not a miracle happens
I will never
hold you, ´cause you don´t belong to me
You are a free spirit, and I am not a
man enough to seize you
For if I would, you would not be the real
you
Every day I watch you, following every move you make
But you never
even glance my way
I am not worthy you, you deserve something better
But
still I cannot stand seeing you with another
It´s hard for me to express
feelings, I´ve been brought up not to
But every time I see you, I forget all
about what I learnt and become a fool
Although you´ll never love me, I simply
cannot forget you
You´re there, as you´ve always been
You change my life
every time I see you, and it hurts that you´re not mine
Of all the things I
have, I cannot have the most precious
I can´t have you...
"Mr Malfoy!"
Draco snapped back to reality, just to see Professor McGonagall standing in front of him.
"Would you please start trying to make these frogs into a tea-set?"
Draco sighed, as he crumbled up the poem he had just written, and started to
transform the frogs into teacups......
