Here we are! The lovely poem of Princess and Draco and his wish to marry a certain Weasly farmer.

Walloo:

There once lived a Princess, high up in a tree.

His name was Draco he was pretty as can be.

He waited and waited, high up in a tree

Saying: "Prince Prince, come find me!"

But winter, summer spring all passed.

And atutmn leaves brought no one fast.

Pompous, pretty Draco waited year after year.

And no one came, tear after tear.

Until his mother said,

"Lucius dear, our son/daughter is not happy at all.

If we are to wait too long, our princess shall fall."

Lucius grunted and watched her plead.

Then finally decided to get on his steed,

To ride to the land of princes and young men.

Where he'd find the suitable hen.

And accidentally

A farmer boy came, through a strong gale,

To pick up the peices and brighten the tale.

He bounced up the tree and stuck out a hand.

"Name's Ron Weasly, I own the yonder land."

Left Draco to stare in such awe,

As the red-head farmer began to saw

Down, down went Draco's tree and all happiness with it.

High, high came Draco's temper and he had a fit.

Left Ron to stare with such awe,

He soon began to chuckle and guffaw.

At the sight that brought such tears to his eyes

With this man there came surprise.

And Draco shocked, shoved his nose in the air.

"But you are not wealthy or handsome or fair.

Why you are nothing but a farmer boy,

Brought to think of I as a toy.

A prettier princess you shall never see,

So feast your eyes on top of me!"

Mr. Weasly not appeased, clambered a fist

Ears turned red, nose flared and quite a list

Of irregular reactions

And Draco all pink and flustered

Felt some irregular attraction.

To the freckled red-head,

And dreamed of him in bed.

The said bought Draco a new tree,

Where they fought and disagreed.

So often they'd argue if Ron were to visit,

But Draco was happy and all in a tizzy.

Ron only came to drop of some food

When he wasn't there he'd be distant and brood.

Why? Not because he wanted the ferret

But only that this would win him a merret

A place on the wall of fame

Which Draco would see and flame

For he would feel such shame

For even trying to tame

Our dear Mr. Weasly.

If only the two could admit to

The fact that they never wanted to shoo

For necessity is a part of life

And they needed each other

Husband and Wife.

Each day Draco would try and make the fellow see,

He wanted the Weasly to stay in his tree,

Until leaves turned brow and fell

And the water would freeze ina ll the wells

And POOF! A prince appeared.

Regal and high, all that Ron feared.

"I am here to save you princess from this

Red-head monster with a passionate kiss."

Draco blinked in confusion and awe,

He was not happy with what he saw.

And POOF! Mr. Weasly was not appeased.

Took Draco's hands and got down on one knee

He asked the princess,

"Will you marry me?"

With determination from hands to feet.

So this is how

A two Weaslys came to live in a tree.

The princess and the farmer for all to see.

In a happy kingdom.

Where all farmers live in the tallest trees,

theres always that attraction from head to feet

And both Mr. and Mrs. Weasly are quite

Pleased.

Ms. Rain Whoot, whoot. Please review no matter how it sucked. Flames are a bit welcomed.

(Much sweatdropping.)