Magical Home
This is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Where you learn the magical craft of your parents.
Where you can sit on the cold hard stands at a rousing Quidditch match in late October.
Where even the golden dinner plates are magical.
And you can hear teenagers muttering spells under their breath during exams,
And in the courtyard you can see the leaves dancing like ballerinas come wintertime,
And you can feel the warmth of the blazing fire in the common room in late winter,
And somewhere two powerful wizards are seeking to destroy the sinister Lord Voldemort,
And sometimes an innocent murderer sneaks onto the grounds,
And someone is always making the mistake of not pronouncing his S’s,
This is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
This is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Where I go when I’m feeling lonely.
Where you can go to see the gentle half-giant and his brother.
Where a giant squid lives in the cool, dark, lake,
And you can hear the rustle of quills on parchment as the slackers finish their essays before Potions,
And see the boy wizard, who saved them all,
And feel the icy shoulder of your ex-best friend,
And somewhere, a battle is raging whilst most slumber,
And sometimes a student must face a detention for his, minor wrongdoing,
And someone dreams that she is safe,
This is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Magical Home by Lasweetie
Chapter Notes: I just love to write poems about Hogwarts, so if you would like to see some more, contact me and I can send you some links!