A boy named Remus, aged a decade plus seven,
Came across a book of a match made in heaven.
He blew the dust off the cover, and to his surprise,
A picture of a man stared back with hazel gold eyes.
So much like a friend, the cover appeared,
Unknown, he’d lose that friend, so dear.
The girl the man held had bright red hair,
Her resemblance so striking, it gave Remus a scare.
Back in his Common Room, he sat entranced,
Across the old paper, the words and letters danced.
The tale told of feuding families long ago,
And of two lovers, their fates unknown.
So many resemblances, between the story and his friends,
Little did he know they would meet similar ends.
Marcutio and Sirius, the jokesters of them all,
Their joking would be their down fall.
Himself as Benvolio, the peacekeepers of the gangs,
Their calmness in a fight, the similarities rang.
James, of course, the lover boy, Romeo,
Bidding for a girls heart, hoping she will know
Why he does what he does, sure, there’s a reason,
Changing his attitude, every season.
All who was left now was Lily,
And Remus knew who she was, easily.
At the beginning, she would not return James’s love,
Now, this year, she has gone far above…
Remus shook his head. ‘This is silly,’ he thought,
‘I must get myself back to reality, this book is not…
I feel sorry for Juliet though, that poor girl,
She’s fallen for the enemy of her world.’
He came to the last chapter, his face bearing a frown,
Very distraught, Remus lay the book down.
Romeo was poisoned, Juliet was stabbed,
This had to be the worst tragedy in the land.
Two young lovers coming to such an end,
Remus prayed this would never happen to his friends.
Reality later hit, with a deafening blow,
With Lily as Juliet, and James, her Romeo.