Here's a poem for a change from a riddle;

Hand-me-down robes, second hand books,
I've also inherited the Weasley looks.
Flaming red hair, a freckly face,
A rather long nose and not much grace.
'The boy who lived' is my best friend,
Friends forever, until the end.
We are together on the house team,
Seeker and keeper, to be gryffindor captain is my dream.
I've alot to live up to, it won't come easily,
But how I love being the only Ron Weasley.

A riddle next time
Danz_angel x