The Seeker
By Harriet of Ravenclaw and Stacie of Gryffindor
I'm flying on a broomstick,
With Firebolt and all,
I'm looking for the Snitch,
And I hope I don't fall.
I don't deal with the Quffle,
because that's a Chaser's work
but I look around the Bludgers,
where the Snitch might lurk.
I see Draco Malfoy's face,
looking right away
when he nears the Snitch
he thinks it's his lucky day,
But I catch it,
and look at the rotter.
For no one, never, will defeat,
the famous Harriet Potter.
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