An/ ok, so here's some more. The mood changed a bit, I wasn't hyper this time, so we'll see if it still works…
Harry laughed, remembering how they had been convinced Sirius was guilty. He still felt that dull ache inside that had appeared when Sirius had fallen through the veil, but it was less than it had been. At least he had found out that he was innocent. If he had realised this after he had been killed, it would have been so much worse. He still wished so much that he could have lived with him, as if he was his father, but he had come to accept that their relationship may have been weakened rather than strengthened by this and that they were as close as they could have been in Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts. Some of Ron's poems still brought tears to Harry's eyes, showing how mistaken they were four years ago:
Sirius Black
A lunatic, they say,
With greasy hair
And a manic grin.
His magic
Is really dark.
He must be almost as bad
As You-Know-Who.
How did he get like that?
He was Harry's dad's
Best friend.
And now dad says he wants to
Kill Harry.
Harry says he's seen the Grim.
Trelawney's seen worse.
He'll die before Easter
If she's all she says she is.
I'm worried.
Harry says she's a fraud.
But Dumbledore hired her-
She must have made one or two
Real prophecies.
Perhaps this is another?
But then again,
I think she a fraud too.
And Harry's not worried
Should I be?
I dunno.
Worried by my lack of poetic inspiration,
Perhaps.
Hmmmmm…
I sense this is not going anywhere
Very far or fast.
So maybe ill stop and write
About something cheerful
Like Scabbers the rat.
I need to apologise to him…
Scabbers
I'm so sorry,
Scabbers,
About that
Abominable cat
Crookshanks.
Hermione has gone too far
This time.
You are such
A darling rat
With your long tail
And watery eyes.
I've always said
I hate you,
But you are a wonderful rat,
Really.
Just thought I'd tell you,
Now you're in decline,
That cheese always did make sense
And I don't know why you wont eat turnips
Cos they're lovely with cheese.
And you don't need to worry
About Crooksahnks.
I'll protect you from him.
That detestable creature.
Hermione deserves better.
I mean she shouldn't have bought
That cat,
If she values my
Rat.
I'm so annoyed,
About that.
Harry laughed again. It was a crappy poem, but it stopped him thinking about Sirius. But Pettigrew had betrayed his parents. He stopped laughing. These poems were getting very weird and dismal. Hopefully there would be some more of Ron's amazingly inspired work further on. He skipped the next few rolls of parchment, cos they were all about Sirius and Dumbledore and he just wasn't in the mood.
Parchment
Why is it that parchment
Can expand
So much
When you're writing
An essay for Snape?
Or Binns, to a lesser extent.
Or any teacher really.
The point being,
Hermione's parchment looks so short,
But mine looks so long.
How does that work?
Hermione's the one who can fill
Any length of parchment.
And I have trouble with six inches.
I tried shrinking it in 2nd year,
But Snape noticed.
And he put me in detention.
But it's not fair.
I hate expanding parchment.
I'm gonna go buy some greengages.
Right now.
Cos I'm so annoyed.
And greengages
Are really good if you're annoyed
Cos they're all succulent and nice.
Heheheh
Greengages…
Harry could remember Ron trying to shrink his parchment. It had caught fire, emitting a series of purple and blue sparks, and then turned into a parrot and flown away. That was why Snape had put him in detention. I mean, who wouldn't, especially when the parrot had crapped on his favourite cauldron, burning a 2-inch hole in the bottom, which was impossible to mend. It must have been the best spell Ron had done in years. Sadly, he couldn't remember how he had done it. Oh well.
Um
Right at the moment
I have no inspiration at all.
I'mso bored.
Why is it-
That when you set aside
A nice time to write
When Harry's playing Quiddich,
And Hermione's in the library-
You can think of nothing to say?
So, for lack of a better subject,
I will talk to you
About wands.
I like my wand.
It's really pretty.
With its sexy polish
And the beautiful unicorn
Tail hair.
Im so glad
I don't have Charlie's wand anymore,
Cos that sucked.
It was rubbish
And sluggish.
But this one-
It's great!
I love my wand, its really beautiful
And great.
And sexy.
I bet Hermione's jealous.
Hers is vine wood,
With dragon heartstring.
Which is boring.
And common.
And I don't like vine wood.
I bet she jealous.
I know she's jealous.
She just won't say anything,
Cos she doesn't like it if you're better
Than her.
Which is rubbish,
Really.
Cos I am.
And she has to know it.
Yeah,
Right.
Harry was disturbed. Since when did Ron have sexual feelings for his WAND?
so, how was it? and does anyone have any ideas for other poems? or even a plot? please r+r thanx so much to every1 who has already!