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Bad Poetry:

Kennedy awoke the next morning, the sun glaring in her eyes. She sat up slowly and pushed her covers off of her sleep warm body. She rubbed her eyes and thought about the previous night. Was that just a dream, no, it can't have been, she thought to herself when she got out of bed to get into her trunk. She opened it up and there on top lay the Rook's invisibility cloak, silvery threads glistening in the early morning light. She picked it up and held it, feeling the light-weight material, and smooth yet very reassuring to the touch. She put it aside and pulled out a clean set of robes and started getting ready for a new day. Once Kennedy was done changing she found a piece of paper big enough to hide the folded cloak from the view of passersby. She wrapped a piece of string around the package very carefully. She tied the ends in to a bow and put it with her books, while she went to go brush her teeth and comb her hair.

She came back feeling refreshed and ready for the day to start, so she headed down to breakfast carrying her book bag. She always did this, it prevented her from having to back up to her dormitory and getting them after every meal, which is something Elle did. It had always rather annoyed Kenn, but she just kept that to herself knowing Elle's answer would be: "Why don't you mind your own business, Kenn, I can keep track of my own things, thank you very much!" She would answer just like that, too. Kennedy had better study skills than Elle, but she just left her friend alone about it.

Kennedy walked into the Great Hall and walked towards the Slytherin table. She sat down near a friend of hers who's name was Miren. She was a tall, thin girl with long brown hair and eyes to match. She was a full blood who had renounced the "hate non-full blood wizard" idea. Kennedy had shared this idea with her since the very beginning, they had also shared a dorm their entire Hogwarts lives. Kenn had always liked Miren and they had been friends since their first year.

"Hi, Miren. How are you today?" Kennedy asked sitting down next to her starting butter a roll.

"I'm okay, thanks, how about you?" The girl asked picking up her spoon and dipping it in her oatmeal.

"I'm good, thanks, so how have classes been treating you? Wait don't answer that I have the same classes as you, I already know the answer," Kennedy put her finger to her head with her thumb sticking up, to imitate a gun, and then made a shooting noise. This made Miren laugh while Kenn shook her head at her own stupidity. They had a few more minutes of polite conversation before Kennedy told Miren she had some errands to run before classes started. Miren waved and said good-bye then picked up a copy of the Daily Prophet that had just arrived in front of her. Kennedy smiled and turned attention to the Gryffindor table where Elle was the center of attention, as usual, even with "The Twit" as Kennedy commonly referred to Harry Potter, around. She was saying something about what the Prophet had printed. Kenn grinned, Elle had always been like that, drawing attention to herself in anyway she could. The weird thing about Elle was you either loved her or you hated her, that's just the way it was, there was no "grey" area. If you hated her you loved to hate her, but if you loved her sometimes you hated to love her because she could be a real dweeb sometimes.

Kennedy walked up to the table to say hi to Elle and noticed her flirting with The Twit again, this always caused fights between Elle and Shane, he didn't appreciate his girlfriend flirting with anyone else, and Elle said she didn't do it on purpose, but Shane couldn't comprehend how you could flirt on accident. This is what caused problems, but in the end the always resolved their problems and went on a "secret" date to room 218, which isn't really secret because everybody knew they made out after their fights.

"Hey Elle, Wassabi?" She asked interrupting Elle in the middle of her sentence. Kennedy smiled sweetly at her friend.

"Well you certainly don't have any respect do you and I'm fine by the way," she said with mock disgust.

"Elle you know me far to well, for only true friends know my respect policy," she grinned as her stuck her tongue out at her.

Kennedy pulled Elle off of her bench almost causing Elle to fall over, which she did a lot anyway. She said something about needing to talk to Elle, pulling her over to the side of the hall out of ear shot of any one else.

"Elektra Ronan Conyers!" Using Elle's full name, "How many times do I have to remind you how many fights you've gotten into with Shane because you were flirting with The Twit? Look over at the Slytherin table, he's been staring at you entire time you were flirting, he's looking now!" Kennedy said in a very harsh whisper to her friend then turned her head when Elle did to see Shane looking at Elle with a cold expression on his face. He looked down and started eating. Elle looked back at Kenn.

"Oh my god! Big deal, so I was flirting," Elle looked down, "Okay I'm gonna go say I'm sorry, bye, and thanks," She walked away and Kennedy smiled, guilt trips were all it took with Elle. This was a good sign she at least would be happy tomorrow.

Kennedy looked down the table to try and spot Rook so she could return return his cloak to him. She spotted him reading a book at the end of the table, so she walked up to him. He must not have heard her approach for when she poked his shoulder he jumped at least two feet in the air causing Kennedy to double in laughter. When she finally stopped laughing she looked at him and smiled, he smiled back.

"Rook, you should have seen the look on your face! It was really funny!" Kennedy reached into her bag and pulled out the parcel that contained Rook's invisibility cloak. "Here you are and thanks for letting me borrow it last night," Kennedy looked into Rook's eyes and looked away a second later, blushing. She looked up that him again as he smiled his showing amusement.

"You can use it anytime you like," Rook felt that feeling he got when his eyes changed color, sapphire, pearl blue, light blue, No, he had to fight his eyes doing this right now, he calmed himself while putting the robe in his bag, he'd put it in his dorm at lunch. He looked up and saw Kennedy shifting from foot to foot nervously. "Thank you for returning to me. Kennedy is something the matter, you seem uneasy," he asked.

"Oh no, I'm fine, really," said Kenn quickly, "Here," she gave him a letter she had written during History of Magic the previous week. It contained something she had written and a short letter about different things. She said good-bye and scurried away leaving Rook with a letter and semi-shock. He opened the letter and started reading:

It's strange,the things that we do
Some stranger than other
But never with out a reason

We care
We bleed
We cry

All for a purpose
Some have a calling to help others
Some to, It's seems were just put on this Earth to harm us
They were all put here for a reason

It seems some were made to make other people happy
Some just to put them in a bad mood
Some were meant for each other
Others were meant to fight

Roses are yellow
Violets are purple
You make me smile
I hope we don't quarrel


Dear Rook,

I had a lot of fun at Hogsmeade with you, I hope we can go again together sometime. Thank you for letting me borrow the invisibility cloak, I really appreciate it! I hope you like my poetry, I was never an accomplished writer, it's just not what I do, I'm not poetic, or anything of the sort. Well, I ask you not to mention the poetry in front of me, it will only cause me to blush and get rather embarrassed. I do hope you like it though. . .Okay, bye!

Kennedy

Rook looked up from the letter and smiled, she had gone through the trouble of writing him a poem and then writing a note talking about her faults. He liked that, she was willing to admit she wasn't perfect, he thought it was cute. He folded up the letter and put it in a special pocket in his robe so he could read it any time he liked. Rook smiled and walked out of the Great Hall to go to his first class.

A/N: Awww... how cute! i could throw up it's so sweet! don't worry the poetry isn't supposed to be good. it's actually supposed to be really bad, like it. Kennedy is gifted at lots of things, poetry isn't one of them. ooo next chapter is when this will start to get exciting! ok luv ya'll Brittany!