I'm really bored so i decided to post another poem(H/G):


Neville is a great dancer,
But it is you who i fancy,
I don't care about Voldemort,
Or your worry for me,
I just want you to embrace me,
In your strong but gentle arms,
Dark times lie ahead,
And i need a shoulder to cry on,
Just put your worries aside,
And take me in your arms,
i can be taken from you quickly,
And you'll regret it for very long