Year I

Part I
There was a boy under the stairs
With jagged scar and wild black hair
Who discovered one day
That he was on his way
To the greatest school anywhere.

Part II
The bank for Witches and Wizards is
Where the boy would find riches all his.
Left by parents long gone
Lots to be spent before dawn
He bought the first thing that was his.

A Small Screw Up
Let me tell you my young friend, Ori,
This quest we start might not bring glory-
I’m sorry, wizard Gandalf,
Please leave this poem. Go! Off!
You seem to be in the wrong story.

Part III
Now the boy is done with first year
Vanquishing villain to great cheer
With two friends at his side
There’s no reason to hide
Applause rings out while others leer.

Years II and III
Part I
In a cavern beneath the school
A monster starts a feast
When a young boy from up above
Marches down to kill the beast.

He arrives to find a young girl dying
One breath from Death’s cold grasp
The sister of his closest friend
Her breath merely a rasp.

A phoenix comes to blind the beast
And claws out both its eyes
Our hero slays the beast with sword
And himself almost dies.

Part II
Innocent man escapes from hell
And goes to find his godson
Instead he finds the true culprit
With evil scheme begun.

He does the impossible
To seek out his revenge
Transforms into a great black dog
And runs east from Stonehenge.

Ten months it takes him to make his plans
And catch that awful rat
He shows himself to his godson
And towards the villain spat.

The rat escapes without a scratch
To our heroes’ dismay
But now they have found one another
And can wait another day.

Year IV
A boy,
Champion of
Hogwarts School of Magic,
Flees the graveyard from villain foul
And cries.

Year V
In the
Center of the
Ministry of Magic,
Four wizards start duels to the death
And hope.

Year VI
There’s no
Need to call me
Sir, Professor… Oh how
The boy would come to regret his
Wisecrack.

Year VII
No longer in the wizard school
Our heroes run to find
A way to kill the great villain
Through connections to his mind.

The villain’s soul’s been split in seven
Each with a body its own
He’s hidden them around the world
In places well unknown.

Well, Dumbledore’s destroyed one
Our hero’s killed another
That leaves five for heroes to kill
But they are torn asunder.

The first was hidden in a cave
But switched out by a spy
In now rests in the Forest of Dean
With point of sword, it died.

The next is in the wizard bank
Protected by a dragon
The third was hidden in the school
The heroes had now caught on.

The killed these two with evil magic,
A snake fang and cursed fire,
By then, the battle had been started
A scenario most dire.

The final three were the hardest
As they were both alive
The first to go was the hero
Though he could not really die.

Two pieces of the soul remained
For heroes to prevail
“Kill the snake!” yelled one to another
Or they would surely fail.

Beheading snake left one piece left
The piece within the villain
In a final duel with our hero
Poor villain could not win.