~ Dobby Poems ~
(Part 5: The Train Ride)
Disclaimer: The originals belong to JKR
She hummed,
Hummed along, the route to,
Harry Potter's abode,
And Dobby watched,
With misty eyes-
And a burn,
Of something in,
His small breast.
Their owl had long,
Flown out,
The window,
With the letter in,
His beak-
And Dobby,
Was saddened,
By the departure.
The bird had been,
'gallant,' said Luna.
"What?" Dobby asked,
Stymied,
By her untamed,
Wild yellow,
Blond hair.
Something in the,
Floorboard creaked,
Between them,
As they rode the train.
Luna heard,
Something that was,
Indiscernible,
But the elf,
Thought it was interesting.
He leaned forward,
By accident,
And his knitted hat,
Fell forward-
She lifted it back,
To his forehead.
His eyes,
Had clouded over.
"Miss-? "
"Yes?" she asked dreamily.
"I- "
The train rollicked . . .
"Nothing, Miss.,"
He said.
Her look finally sharpened . . .
