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Memory

He saved my life, I know not how
I wasn’t there to see,
when I awoke, just two of us
the third, a memory

They say he fought a basilisk
with tools both new and old,
they say he came alone and scared
my Knight of Red and Gold.

A sorting hat, from days gone past
and Fawkes, from Dumbledore,
he slain the snake with jeweled sword
from Godric Gryffindor.

They say the fang would kill him sure
if Phoenix tears didn’t heal,
but if he had, how could I live,
with such a weight to feel.

He knows not how I’ve loved him such
since first I heard his name,
back in our house, then in the halls
I wish he felt the same.

He picks me up and carries me out
to everyone’s surprise,
I wonder what has happened there
to see it in his eyes.

I long for him to tell me
that he’d do it all again,
that love is what he has for me
his love until the end.

But I must wait for now to see
if I am what he craved,
or was it just a school in fear
that caused me to be saved.

So close to love yet still I wait
and hope he’ll come for me,
for of that day he saved my life…
it’s just a memory.



Sir Spots