smile baby
your growing up
just yesterday it seems you were learning to walk
to toddle on those clumst legs
to speak
(and now you wont shut up)
getting those visits from that funny man you call your cousin
(what ever happend to him anyway?
you havnt seen him for a long long time)
and dancing under the moon
(that special time once a month when it was full and
beatiful
and you would look up and gaze
once upon a time when you were young and innocent
and the moon was your best friend
because it was allways ther
reliable
no matter what)
and now your getting on the big train
going to your first year at that oh so magical school
and mummys scared
you think shes shes being silly
overprotective
just likeevery other mommy
"BUT MUMMY IM GROWN UP NOW"
but really
shes trying to save you
you dont know who you are
not really
your just dora
you arent a
-black
-shifter
-danger
(not yet)
you see their praying eyes
and you think its ust because your a
little clumsy
you dont notice their
shocked eyes
when your sorted into hufflepuff
( but surley you should be a
...slytherin?)
and thats when you find out
when
-certain people wont trust you
and
-certain people look at you funny
and you cant understand why
(you know about the war
and that mean mean man
but not enough
but those people
that lost their loved ones
dont know that now do they dear?)
people glare at you
(not many only some
and its mostly the parents anyway)
and you hear those names
Bellatrix Lestrange
Regulas Black
