Post by Harry Potter on Jun 16, 2004 11:21:29 GMT -5
He slowly fell to sleep,
His scar prickled but didn't make a peep.
For he travelled alone down a corridor,
With black windows and a locked door.
He tried to escape but that was futile,
He was desperate and he awoke after a while.
His scar was burning and Voldemort was near,
He was happy... Harry's worst fear!
Wadda you think?
His scar prickled but didn't make a peep.
For he travelled alone down a corridor,
With black windows and a locked door.
He tried to escape but that was futile,
He was desperate and he awoke after a while.
His scar was burning and Voldemort was near,
He was happy... Harry's worst fear!
Wadda you think?
