Ottery's Ode
There once was a man named Ottery
That kept doing things he shouldn't Oughtery
Soon he found himself caughtery
And forced by the DA to do "Pottery"
And he found them to be quite smartery
In the knowledge of defence Against the Dark Arterys
So he finally became one of their compoderies
And fought with them against the dark lorderies
This became the legend of Ottery's.

Twinkle Twinkle little Shan,
How on earth did she find a man?
Up at Cadbury's where so hard she works,
Making hot chocolates and avoiding jerks.
Twinkle Twinkle little Shan,
She's off to dream of her new man.

Sorry, guys! Couldn't resist...I had the tune in my head and had to post it! LOL.

Poetry??? I'm going to have fun here

Hermione one:

I've been the smart one, and followed all the rules,
Up until I met them, They thought I was a mule,
I cried because I was sensetive, and I hated them,
But then they rescused me, and picked me up from where I fell.

Then they were in trouble, I had to do something,
They were really grateful, i'm so happy I could sing,
And now I have some friends, I guess I should losen up.
Ha! Look at Ron, pretending he's tough!

Now I am sitting with my friends, raising a goblet to Harry,
Oh, I mustn't dilly dally!

Hermione through Ron's eyes (though he would never say it):

I've only noticed, how pretty shecan be,
How very stupid it was of me,
To have fought with her,
and be with Lavender,
When my heart was with her.

I wonder if she feels the same way...
I would tell her any day,
If only I was certain that she feels the same way,
Hermone, does she feel the same way?


Luna yo!:

The dirty blonde hair,
The pierceing blue eyes,
The dangling radish earings,
They tell no lies.

Some think her crazy,
Some misunderstood,
Some disagree with her,
To the point of sainthood.

From the Crumplehorned Snorhack,
To kneazles in misletoe,
She will not desert you,
That I will always know.


Ginny/Harry!:

When I first saw you I cried,
The thought of you made me want to die,
The scar so burdened upon you haunted my dreams,
The bright green eyes did so as well it seems.

Speech fails me from sight and sound,
I can barely touch the baren ground,
When you looked at me my face turned red,
My brain a useless block of lead.

I talk and cry for you day after day,
There is so much that I want you to say,
And yet I flutter from child to child,
Longing for your love, bitter-sweet, never mild.

I forced the words out of my mouth,
My eyes facing firmly south,
Waiting for the day Hermione said,
I will kiss you before going to bed.

You caught me in the tapestry,
Anger was all I could see,
I fretted along my life ahead,
Until the day turned red.

I forced myself to play my best,
Though my heart was with you,
I saw you walk through that door,
And I couldn't have held.

I ran to you, your arms spread wide,
What I didn't expect was the kiss, a wide ride,
I broke away, my brain a fluster,
You around for my dearly annoying brother.

I must hold on.


Hermione/Ron:

I smile, because I cannot laugh;
It's been a while, since my heart's been cracked in half;
And I'll wait for you, because you said you'll be here;
And there you are, the reason that I will never fear you

*********** Is**************

Your love, is the rose I settle on;
The pillow I hug close;
The satin of my life;
I decide, to survive and wait for you.

I try, to love you;
but can I try that hard?
Your love, the bitter-sweet chocolate,
Of life, is ripe, and I have to seize it.

The flame, that alights in you;
Is the kind of thing I like in you;
'Cause I find, my mind is lost,
And I will never find it

Ahhhh!

The DA's Ode to Voldemort

Oh Voldy, oh Voldy
You're nothing but a baldy
Who thinks he is really somethin'
But let us tell you
And we will prove that it's true
The you are really just nothin'

Your yellow eyes
Cannot dequise
That flat ugly nose
That gives you a comical pose
As one of your long fingers you insert
The DA knows
You are really just an old pervert!

So, be on your way
And you had better get going quick
Your Death Eaters can't help you
When you have such a nose to pick!

The DA is strong and you had better be wary
Because we have Hermione, Ron and Harry
And we don't pick our noses
What you have can't help you at all
Because you and your Death Eaters are going to fall
And we'll decorate your grave with black roses!

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DA's Christmas Poem by tatewin

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the castle,
All was at peace, there were no hassles
Hermione, Ron and Harry lay snuggled in bed
Dreaming of the Christmas Feast that lay ahead.
McGonnagal in her nightgown and Dumbledore in his hat
Has just settled down for a late evening snack
When what to their wondering eyes should appear
But a house elf carrying presents and smiling with cheer
Now, Winky, Now Dobby, Now House Elves so brave,
Please take these gifts to all the DA.
They held out their bags and loaded them tight
And they called Merry Christmas as they disappeared from site.
Christmas morning broke cheery and bright
As the DA awoke to find mounds of presents that appeared over night!

A Room of Many Uses

The Room of Requirement,
As it's known by name,
Has endured many uses,
None ever exactly the same.

Young teenage lovers,
Seeking somewhere private,
To express their feelings
In a way less irate.

Mischievous students
Running from trouble,
Believing a successful escape,
Only to make punishment double.

Once the kitchen is sparkling,
And all chores are complete,
House elves, for a second,
Enjoy a relaxing retreat.

Heroes and sidekicks,
Followers and friends,
Make their stand,
To help win in the end.

Jinxes and spells,
In practice all used,
Upon one another,
Yet never abused.

This room may be shabby,
Elaborate or grand,
No matter what it's use
It is always on hand.

Three times pass,
And on your idea think,
Open your eyes,
It'll appear in a blink!

Walk away

It glinted in her eye,
Though she hide it as well as she could,
She looked at ground,
It was something I understood.
She was never one to be sensitive,
Never one to cry,
But as she made a weak excuse,
I knew it was a complete lie.
Her swinging unique hair,
Her fluttering, strong stance,
I looked as she scutled away,
And wondered what had made her drop her lance.

The DA Oath

I swore my loyality to the DA
It's where I will forever stay,
No matter where I might roam
The Room of Requirement will always be my home.
I don't care what others might say,
I won't let them get in my way!
I don't care if they don't agree!
They won't stop me from being me!
And if my loyalty to the DA they think I will dismiss
To them I have to say just this......
Why don't you just kiss ....
Kiss this! !http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f5...g?t=1179846388

Untitled

There once was a fool with a pen,
who cared not a whit about whom they did offend,
all that mattered to them,
was their opinion ho hem,
and blast any one who didn't agree!

It comes from having a myopic sense,
if any sense you can be said to have,
when you run off your tongue with offense,
that you seek to your own wounded pride to salve,
never minding another's true discontent.



Cobwebs in my head
*Or if Ottery Ronald wrote poetry and he found himself with writer's block so he couldn't write Kelly Hermione her next poesy*

Poetry is a fine delicacy
for which I find myself with no fancy
to write,
because it seems that sprite,
that inspires the mind,
has gone and feels inclined,
not to lend me a stray thought,
to write my beloved what I ought,
to show her my love,
the sweet missed in my heart dove,
who deserves 365 poems of love,
to proclaim the beauty of her heart sent from above.

Zacharias Smith
The DA had a member named Zacharias Smith
A boy who thought he was full of wit.
But he was really just a little twit
Who has earned no respect, nope, not one bit!


Zacharias Smith thinks he knows it all
But in the eyes of the DA he is very small.
Everyone expects the fool will take a fall.
And that when it matters he won't heed the call.
They doubt that he will come at all!


Zacharias Smith they do not really need,
And everyone wishes he would leave.
But their warnings he'd better heed,
Or on their jinxes he will feed!

Neville came out of nowhere ...

A boy so brave and true,
people think he just came out of the blue.
The honest truth is he learned how to take his licks,
fighting and training with the DA, stopping the Slytherin's tricks.

I don't mean Harry whom you all know of,
this bloke, he's totally suave,
leading the rebellion against Voldemort,
making the Death Eaters quake and deport.

He didn't need guns, cannons, M16, bombs or things of that sort,
our Neville Longbottom makes that Rambo guy look like a wart.
The boogie man checks under his bed for Chuck Norris,
but Chuck Norris looks under his bed for Neville Longbottom, Boris*.

At the end of the day, whatever JK may say,
you know Luna and Neville went for coffee at the cafe.
He teaches Herbology, while she's off doing Zoology,
& when they get home,
they've got a house full of kids who roam.

Fini

* You try rhyming with Norris then we'll talk.

Seamus & Dean that unbeatable team!
by Otty

Never were there two closer friends, true always straight to the end
than Gryffindors Seamus & Dean, on being best mates they were keen,
and like Harry had Ron, Seamus always had Dean to count on
Neville could find solace with Luna, and they'd kiss if she hadn't had tuna
but when the sandy haired boy needed to cheer up, it's Dean he was keen on, yup.

Brave and true, they both are, holding fast to their stars,
on the journey of life's way, they always helped one another find the light of day
and though they didn't always agree, you see Seamus didn't join Dumbledore's Army,
until waaaaaaaaaaay at the end, despite Dean's being there from the start still they always were friends.

For true friendship cannot let one thousand simple scars tear at its heart,
but it only takes one lie, or a break in faith, to tear dear friends far apart.
For true love cannot abide where trust does not lie,
nor can a lie build the trust that love can live by.

Seamus & Dean, they're the ultimate team,
in the final battle they fought together, standing side by side through rough weather,
differences of heart did not ever make them play deceitful arts,
and still to this day they remain true, for through friendship love often renews.
But never will false lies, or broken alibis
build a house were love can dwell, and to try that would be truly hel.

Dean and Seamus are more than best mates they're reflections of each other's best traits.
Loyalty and love, frienship and truth, a soccer lovin' guy, and the sandy haired tempered youth.

Better than some of my other stuff still not that good, but with all my heart ♥ like the one for Alicia, this one Gigi is for you ♥