A/N: Written for the Freeverse Frenzy Competition, poem 8, for the Pairing Set Bootcamp, pairing 8 – Remus/Tonks, for the If You Dare Challenge, prompt 901 – exorcism.a
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8. The Monster Under the Bed
He was the monster under the bed
and she was the little girl
who, instead of screaming,
smiled at him
with a cheeky looking grin.
(except girls couldn't change their looks
with the scrunch of a face
and monsters weren't human
for twenty-nine odd days
but never mind that)
She was the girl who blossomed
into a beautiful young woman
with wit to match
as he withered
with the age
(never mind that age was of no relevance
when she could change her looks
in a flash, and his own age-lines
were more the fault of something else)
He was the demon who struck
the young virgin girl
and she was the one who took him in
instead of tossing him to the cold
(it was supposed to be "tossing him
to the wolves" but he was one after all)
And he was the fool who fell
hopelessly in love in return.