Umbridge

Heels on stone clicked the thunder,

With each step the halls grew quieter,

I hid myself within the shadows,

Filled with a great unease,

Hoping she wasn’t looking for me,

Hoping she wouldn’t notice my thin form.

But as a hand dragged me from the dark by my collar,

I knew she had come for me,

She stared into my eyes,

Like she was searching my soul,

And absolute terror washed over me.

Some would call it foolish,

Nothing short of irrational fear,

But they didn’t know what she was capable of,

The constant abuse of her powers,

Sucking it dry like a leach,

She was nothing more than a parasite,

But I was not the host,

I was a poison,

She had to get rid of me while I was still weak.