Dark Sorceress

Do you know who I am?
Seen my face in the Daily Prophet,
A Most Wanted Witch, perhaps?

Do you know what I am?
A lovely young wife of an upstanding Wizard,
All but behind Manor doors?

Do you know the job I do?
The helping hand on my husband's shoulder,
the deaths of so many Mudbloods our doing?

The answers are no, yes, and yes, and why...

You've never caught a glimpse of my face,
A Dark Witch here, such an incredible place,
Such a danger iminent,
Should by now, some vision sent?
No, for I am that, a dark Sorceress,
I am that face that's hidden in the shadows

The Power of Blonde

Lucius and Narcissa,
The Dark Dream Team,
The absolute cleverest of the lot,
Ah, the Power of Blonde.

Narcissa, the Mistress,
The artful Death Phantom,
Slipping by, not leaving a trace,
Behold, the Power of Blonde.

Lucius, Upstanding Ministry Master,
Keeper of the Galleons' Power,
Heart as icy as your stare,
Ah, the Power of Blonde.

Partners in life and in crime,
Superior, merciless, and sublime,
The silvery sheen of white-blonde hair,
That Dazzling Power of Blonde!