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Yay!!!!!!!!A new reader
Im soo happy now!!!!!!!!
And Thanks
your friend,
Xavier
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Thanks Dory
Ill post another poem hopefully today..
Love you buddy,
Xavier
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Thanks
And dont worry I will.
your new friend,
Xavier
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Hello my fellow friends/readers LOL!
Here is another poem..I didnt have nothing to write about that
seemed intresting so I just wrote this out of nowhere..
I had the idea from the Deathly Hallows..
Its kindve short though..
Please read and review..
(To tell you the truth I really didnt like this one but yall might)
So here it is..
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Bathilda Bagshot is Dead
As the doorbell rang...
Lily Potter quickly got to her feet to open the door..
It was Harry's first Birthday you see..
and friendly nice Bathilda,..
their next door neighboor..
wanted to wish little sweet Harry a,
"Happy Birthday.."
She and Lily had fresh tea while James was trying to catch up to Harry..
For he was riding his toy broomstick that his godfather had given him..
But he was unable to come..
It was a quiet little Birthday as you see..
The Potters were nice and so very sweet..
Bathilda was like family to them..
Then one day she found out that her close friends that seemed like family to her..That Lily and James were both dead..
After that poor Bathilda wasnt the same again..
Then sixteen years later..
Sweet little Harry was grown up at the age of seventeen..
Him and two other friends were finding and destroying Horcruxes..
It was always dark outside..
The world they now lived in were now haunted by Dementors and Death Eaters..but she new Harry was destined to take them and destroy the killer of her Beloved friends and restore light again..
It was too much to ask of this young adult so she did her part and posted a sign in her front yard..
And if Harry was to ever past by her house he would know that her prayers and heart were always with him..
Twelve days later it was a cold and windy night..
The trees were pushing up against this old rusty house..
There was a sign in the front yard..
Saying..,
"Long live Harry Potter!
The night that Voldemort tore your family apart..
You were so young...
He used the,"Avada Kedavra"
curse on you but yet your still alive..
When you grow older you will understand..
You will start to have feelings..
And grow envy of Lord Voldemort..
You will have to be the one..
The one to kill him..
Wherever you are stay strong..
And maybe the light will come out again...."
Inside the light was dim..
For there was only one single candle to light up that single room..
The rocking chair was swaying back and forth..
She lay there..
Her eyes piercing with fright..
Outside..
The grate creeked open..
While the lighting sprang out in the open..
She knew what was to become of her..
She waited there pale and still..
Then..
Her door slamed open..
She opened her mouth then said,
"I know why your here.."
The person moved a little bit closer..
"You shall die tonight.."
She nodded..
Then said..,
"I will die to see the faces of my beloved friends..
you remember them dont you..
Lily and James Potter..
You seperated them from me and her son..
Now..
Soon..
You will die..
And the last face you will see is their son..
Harry..
He will kill you."
Then the person looked down at the coiled snake upon the ground..
Then spoke in Parseltongue..
"Kill"
Nagini wrapped around the lifeless rocking chair..
and made her way up..
Then,Bathilda was consumed in the grasp of Nagini..
The snake squeezed tighter and tighter until Bathilda turned Blue..
Then the snake let loose and slithered to her head then into her
Mouth..
The chair was shaking rapidly and it sended it to the ground..
Bathilda's eyes popped open..
Then her blood was coming right out of her eyes and mouth..
Nagini or Voldemort didnt care..
The snake was almost unseen..
For she avoided the blood and stuffed her whole body in the woman's body..
Lord Voldemort chanted ancient words as his wand lit up bright orange and it hit Bathilda's body..
And it looked like as Bathilda was untouched but no one will notice that it was Nagini that was now in control of her body..
And nobody will know that..
Poor Bathilda Bagshot...was dead..
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Hoped you liked it!!!!!
Please review..
And hopefully tommorow I will post another one..
With much love..,
Xavier