A Very Harry Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all throughout Hogwarts
Not a creature was stirring, not even the boggarts;
And Fluffy's three heads were asleep on the floor
To carols come from the 3rd floor corridor.
The students were nestled all snug in their rooms,
While dreaming of butterbeer, potions, and brooms.
And throughout all the school was no noise, nothing fun.
Not a creature was stirring that night…
Save for one.
The scar in the forehead of one Harry P
Was jolting and throbbing; he hardy could see.
It burned in his skull; he was very near sobbing;
So he went to visit his elfish friend, Dobby
In Gryffindor Tower, 'twas darker than night;
So he softly said, "Lumos," and then there was light.
He pushed open the portrait: there wasn't a peep.
The Marauders' Map showed Filch and Norris asleep.
But Harry was scared: getting caught was no joke,
So he put on his Invisibility Cloak.
He moved swiftly, although all the dark was foreboding,
But he didn't mind. Harry laughed at its goading.
But then, with a BANG!!, all the night was exploding!
When up from above, there arose such a clatter,
He rushed to the 7th floor to see what was the matter.
Away to the passage he flew like a flash,
Tore up the long stairway and burst through the sash!
When, what to his horrified eyes should appear,
But Lord Voldemort, and eight burly Death Eaters!!
And a skinny, pale blondie so devious and coy
Harry knew right away: It was Draco Malfoy.
More ugly than goblins his servants they came,
And he hissed and he shouted and called them by name:
"Now, Lucius! now, Rookwood! now, Nott and Rosier!
On, Dolohov! on, Grayback! Bellatrix and Macnair!"
"Kill the boy," Voldy ordered, and off they all went.
All but one, who complained that his effort was spent.
"Lazy scum!" Voldy cried. "Avada Kedavra!!!"
And Dolohov died, with a gasp and an "ahhh".
Harry just couldn't stand it. "I hate you!" he cried!
And Lord Voldemort turned, stared him straight in the eyes.
"Harry Potter," he breathed. "So we meet once again."
"The last time!" Harry cried, with the courage of ten.
"Avada Kedavra!!!" "Expelliarmus!!!"
Both said at the same time, amid all the fuss.
Then they realized their wands weren't yet out, and both cussed.
They went for their weapons, but Voldy was faster:
"AVADA KEDAVRA!!!" he screamed; he's a Master.
And down Harry went; Voldy thought he was dead.
He was wrong; Harry went off to King's Cross, instead.
Dumbledore sent him back, saying, "Isn't this real?"
And Harry woke up, thinking, "What's the big deal?"
But he had work to do: He must kill the Dark Lord.
(He knew it 'cause that's what Trelawney foretold.)
He did it with style, though his wand caused a blister,
(But afterward made out with Ginny, Ron's sister.)
And Ron and Hermione, wed in the end!
(A good move by Ron; you can just ask my friend.)
And both of these couples had sweet little tykes;
And Hagrid and Maxime flew off on the bike.
But I heard them exclaim, as they roared out of sigh’:
" 'Appy Chris'mas, to all! An' to all, a good nigh’!"