THE LAST POEM

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                - Sabrina Charlotte Weasley



                                 - ⁠۝ -



In the realm of magic, where the stories weave,
(Y/n) Wilkins found herself, a world to believe.
Transported to Hogwarts, where mysteries unfold,
In the last of Harry's tales, a destiny foretold.

Embodied in Sabrina, the Weasley twin fair,
A friend to Harry, Hermione, a quartet to share.
Yet, love blossomed quietly in the enchanted air,
For Harry Potter's heart, (Y/n) held with care.

Through corridors of secrets and spells untold,
A love story unfolded, both tender and bold.
In the echoes of magic and whispers of fate,
Their hearts intertwined, despite the Hogwarts gate.

But danger loomed large, a shadow on the wall,
Harry, noble and true, wanted to forestall.
"I cannot risk your safety," he said with regret,
Yet, (Y/n) longed to stay, her love undiminished yet.

On the quest for horcruxes, a perilous trail,
With each step forward, truth began to unveil.
Questions of transport and Malfoy's strange gaze,
Answers awaited, in a magical maze.

As the moonlit nights turned to dawn's soft light,
(Y/n)'s queries found answers, dispelling the night.
A destiny written, a journey to comprehend,
In the wizarding world, her time soon to end.

With courage and love, she faced the decree,
A return to reality, where her life used to be.
Though parting was inevitable, her heart bittersweet,
For in the magical world, memories would repeat.

- ⁠۝ -

𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 || HJPWhere stories live. Discover now