in the Slytherin common
Malfoy: I dreamed I met a Gryffendor
A most amazing man
He had that look you very rarely find
The haunting hunted kind
I asked him to say what had happened
How it all began
I asked again-he never said a word
As if he hadn't heard
And next the room was full of wild and angry men
They seemed to hate this man-the fell on him and then
They disappeared again
Then I saw thousands of millions crying for this man
And then I heard them mentioning my name
And leaving me the blame
