Potter Poetry #1, The story of Harry Potter written as one long poem Options

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Keep in mind this is my first attempt at the Ferret Pensieve, so please be kind if it doesn't come out the way I intended.

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The story soon continues;
we meet Oliver Wood
Who knows the game of Quidditch,
as every player should.

"Quidditch is easy enough,
to understand," he speaks.
There's bludgers, quaffles, snitches...
(of which you must go seek).

You're job is to catch the snitch,
The little golden ball.
It's wicked fast; worth one-fifty
And always ends it all.

But before the game's over,
The three hoops at each end
Will have quaffles thrown through them
While keepers must defend.

All the while, beaters are
Smacking those bludgers too.
Make sure to dodge them quickly
Or they'll run into you.

After Harry learns the ropes,
Schoolwork is somewhat fun.
And one day in charms class,
Hermione out-does Ron.

The spell is to levitate
Objects big and small.
Each student starts with feathers
No one gets it at all.

Except for that one student.
Miss Granger is her name.
Nonetheless no feathers move.
Seamus sets his aflame.

Ron tries so desperately
"Wingardium Levio-
sa" he says, quite troubled.
Pronunciation, though.

Hermione says it just right
And shows the class her stuff.
She did it just to show off
And now Ron's in a huff.

He makes fun of her to friends.
She soon runs off in tears.
Little does she know that she'll
Be faced by bigger fears.

It was on that night's dinner
It just happened to be
The Halloween feast (scrumptious).
But a troll, one could see.

Quirrel came in shouting loud
In the great dining hall.
A troll was in the dungeon
And then he made a fall.

As everyone soon panicked
And left "single filedly"
No one knew that the troll was
Heading towards Hermione

Harry and Ron arrived quick
And right on time for help.
Hermone was in the stalls
And all she did was yelp.

The troll took his club backwards
And swung at stalls again.
Ron threw some small rubble
And got attention then.

Hermione left the stalls soon
And headed for the sink
The troll soon noticed the move
And Harry had to think.

As Hermione crawled from clubs
And Harry acted fast,
He jumped upon the club and
Didn't think he'd last.

As the troll attacked Harry,
It's Ron who saved the day
He knew what he had to do
And what he had to say.

He made the club levitate
Over the troll's small head
And as it came crashing down
He put that troll to bed.

The three of them were all safe
But the troll was knocked out.
Harry soon got his wand back
From wedged inside it's snout.

The teachers all arrived soon
And five points were given
Towards the Gryffindor house
But no one knew it then.

No one knew why the troll came
Or Quirrel's confusion.
Except one other person
And Harry's onto him.

Snape appeared with the teachers
And guess what Harry saw:
The blood upon Snape's long leg
Left him in confused awe.

But that night the three slept well
No reason for sorrow,
For more stories would be made...
Quidditch was tomorrow.