Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Duchess of Gryffindor ❯ One-Shot
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By: wudelfin 
Purebloods are born and bred to be the elite. Superior in everyway, looks, intelligence, influence. We are Lords and Ladies of vast property and prince and princess within the schools. But now I have found it is a lie, for one makes all the pampered princesses fade. She is a Duchess amoungst the common whom welds all that a pureblood should.
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Poetry | Uploaded On: 05.01.2008 | Updated On: 05.01.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 642 | Visits: 599 | Status: Completed
Purebloods are born and bred to be the elite. Superior in everyway, looks, intelligence, influence. We are Lords and Ladies of vast property and prince and princess within the schools. But now I have found it is a lie, for one makes all the pampered princesses fade. She is a Duchess amoungst the common whom welds all that a pureblood should.
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Poetry | Uploaded On: 05.01.2008 | Updated On: 05.01.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 642 | Visits: 599 | Status: Completed
AN: So I had to fill a requirement for my major. *Grumbles* and lo and behold I found one that sparked my interest. An English course titled Creative Writing, I'm thinking cool this could help me in my hobby. Guess what kiddies the first day of class I find it's (drum roll) POETRY. Ya, know what came to my mind: the sultry smoke filled room with bongs, bongo drums and the angst filled poets snapping instead of applauding. *Sigh* I digress. The quirky (must be a prerequisite in order to actually teach this course) professor, bless his Irish heart, of course suffers from ADHD. So for two hours a week for 14 weeks, I snickered at the pitiful (because everyone gave half hearted tries) attempts to understand the deeper meaning of the complexities of poetry. It was the riot!! Damn! Now that the class (sorry by his words “workshop”) is over I'm gonna miss him. It broke up my week
Duchess of Gryffindor
Eyes of chocolate
Skin of the finest silk
Wild curls of innocence
Hidden sweet alluring curves
You tease me with heated looks
You enchant me with your scent
I dare to steal kisses and caress your softness
If I knew not of your moral fiber
I would dare say you have bewitched me
Ensnared me, awaken a horrible feeling deep inside
Something that I am not permitted to share
For it would have caused you stress
More so than that of your friendship with Potter
My beautiful witch I may never openly say to you
You have changed me, my duchess
The word love seems petty
You are the very reason I live
Just to see a glimpse of you
Your passion and quick wit
Cunning and valor
A duchess within the den of loins