Decided to make a second poem. Judge how you want this one was a school progect and therefore is nit my best work :-). Please enjoy and if you did not enjoy let me know why with a review? Please? Thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: Non of the characters belong to me! :-D
Listen, a rustle of the trees
scamper scamper, snatchers?
A snap of a twig, a muffled wheeze
Is that them, will they catch us?
It's them, PACK UP THE TENT
They've found us, merlins beard
Run run, rapid descent
Everywhere mud is smeared
A monster not so righteous
chases us through thickets
The end is sightless
Heavy hearts clench tightest
No luck we're caught
Tied up, no escape
Owning what Voldemort sought
not owned by snape
gryffindors sword lay in the hand of a demon
but belonged to harry himself
It itself was a beacon
Of hope laid on a shelf
But Neville can pull it out of the hat
And kill the last piece of soul
Voldemort will fall flat
And Harry had fulfilled his goal.