I wanted to say thank you for all you've done.
you have been an inspiration to everyone.
I cannot to tell you the times, I stared in awe in all that you do.
With each page you wrote another heart you grew.
You've taught people important lessons over the years.
Lessons that people will hold dear.
You mean a lot to the world, and people who are suffering.
Because of you books, and they light they show, they are recovering.
I hope you know how important you are.
To the people around you and the ones afar.
You mean a lot to me, because of your light.
The way you held your head up high and kept up the fight.
You will never be the one to back down and that I admire.
For years to come you will continue to inspire.
So once again I say thank you for all that you've done.
For everything you've taught us, and the light you show, just like the sun.

"No matter what tongue we speak or land we come from, our hearts beat as one."

mischief and such wit
  moony, wormtail, padfoot, prongs
  they're the marauders
and when the job's done
  wave your wand and just say this
  'mischief managed!' done
cleverness present
  but wasted on breaking rules
  yet used for the fun

He's tiger eyed
He's lion hearted, he's wolf spirited - so mysterious
Serious Black couldn't be more devious

Genius as a genie in a bottle, their wish is to follow
No wallows in sorrow, not a bottle swallowed
The boy shined so bright, ever wonder where the stars go?
He shouted in San Diego, they heard him up in Chicago

He goes maps edge to chase what he's pursuing
Viewing his world that they ruined, he knew it could never be new again

Old is his soul but is fresh as the meat to these vultures
War in his peace is the key to his sculpture

Pulse no longer lasts, nothing left in his mass
Fast to the black, left only legacy to pass

spilled ink and bottle hovering over the carpet.
a black cat laying lazily on the desk
tail swishing in the sunlight

black pawprints on the scrolls of my Charms homework
and a chewed up quill on the chair
that smells like gum

“homorphus”

the ink and bottle both fall to the carpet
my roommate is now laying on my desk, half asleep,
her tail slowly disappearing into nothing

her hands and bare feet covered in black ink
bits of feather in her grinning mouth
and a small *** of pink gum
in her hair

I've been swimming in the sea for so long
Dehydrated. Exhausted. Hopeless.
The waves are eating me alive
While I try and crane my neck higher and higher to breathe air
The rough and angry waters pull me down like the Devil's Snare
And the only way for its defeat is the touch of your hands,
Pulling me out of the waters
For so many times, I've chosen to let it eat me alive
Like how Ronald Weasley kept on moving while the Devil's Snare swallows him faster
But I think, I am calmer now
It's time to go ashore and rinse myself from the salty and sting-y water.