Legend:
	o = short syllable.
	_ = long or stressed syllable.
	| = break between feet.
	/ = caesura.

 _     o o| _/ o    o| _ _|   _/   o  o|  _  o  o| _  _
Tell, muse, us of the legend, and do not forget a detail,
  _  o    o|   _  o| _  o/    o|_    o  o|_ o o|  _   _
starting with Harry Potter, who angsted alone in his room,
 _  o    o|  _   _|_ /   o o| _  _| _ o  o| _   o
hellish was Durzkaban, where he suffered unjustly,
 _     o o| _ o  o|_  o/  o| _ _|   _  o   o| _     _
left there by a sinister and evil plot of the old fool
 _   o  o| _      o   o | _ o/   o|  _  o o|  _ o    o|  _ _
Dumb-as-a-door, who'd unveiled the prophecy dooming our hero,
   _   o   o| _ o  o| _     o/    o|  _   _|  _ o o|   _   o
struggling forever against he who slew his family, known as
 _  o  o|     _   _|   _/   _|   _  o  o|  _   o o|  _  _
Moldyshorts, the dark lord, and his Inner Circle of cronies,
   _   o o|     _    _|   _  o/  o|  _  _|   _   o o|    _   _
Blood purists, yet still fodder for wanton cruelty of their lord.


 _ o    o|  _    _|   _  o/ o|  _     _|       _   o   o|    _o
Lily's son slept, surrounded by  his books, thrown astray, chaos,
   _ o   o|   _   _|     _/  o  o|  _   _ |  _ o   o| _  _
dreaming of last year, when he saw Padfoot, loved dogfather
 _  o      o|  _ o o|  _/   o o|    _ o  o|  _ o  o| _   o
falling, the shadowed Veil taking cherished life for its own,
 _  o o|  _     o o|  _/  o    o|  _ o  o|  _  o  o| _  o
betrayal most grave, too, and by those he trusted in once,
_ o  o| _o o|   _  o/ o|  _    o   o|  _ o    o |  _      _
amortentia and worse, a plan, so sly, making him their friend.


 _   o o|   _/   o  o|   _ o  o|  _/    o   o|  _ o  o| _ o
Suddenly, sharp ticking woke him: owls had now come to here,
 _    o o| _  _|     _/     o    o|    _  o   o|    _     o o| _ o
with many letters; friends sent news, support and gifts, like cake.
 _ oo|   _    o    o|  _/    o     o|    _ o o|  _ o o| _   _
Sirius, too, sent his will, which he'd prepared before his death,
 _ o    o| _  o  o| _  o/   o| _   _|   _  o  o|  _     _
saying to Harry he needed to get laid, no matter with who,
  _   o  o|  _    o   o|  _ /  o  o|  _  o  o|    _ o  o|   _ o
that he was heir to the Black title, riches and house, and more,
 _   o   o|  _  _|_ _| _    o  o|  _ o o|  _    o  o|  _  _
lastly that for everything he had done or not, he was sorry.


 _ o    o|   _   /  o  o|  _  _|  _/   o   o|   _   o  o|    _      o
Drying his tears, he met Griphook at the bank, his goblin friend, then
_    o    o|  _ o o|  _  o/   o|  _ o o |   _ o  o|  _ _
met with his manager to talk  of business, finance, savings,
_   o     o|  _ oo|    _ o/   o|     _    _|  _   o    o|  _   _
and all the galleons stolen, trust vault half emptied by that damn
 _ o o|_ o o|_    o/    o| _ o   o|   _  o   o| _     _
manipulative old jerk who dared call himself a Light Lord.
 _  o  o|  _    o   o| _/  o o|  _     o   o|  _  o  o| _    o
Harry was heir now to not only Black, but to Gryffindor, and to
  _  o o|   _   o o|  _  o/  o|    _ o   o|  _ o    o|   _   o
Slytherin, too, even Merlin, the greatest of wizards and witches.


_  o    o|    _  o  o|_  o/   o|  _  o o|   _ o o|   _  _
After this, Knocturne Alley was beckoning, inviting him in,
  _ o    o|   _      o    o| _  o/ o|  _     o     o|  _     o  o|  _   _
"Second-hand Wands", as proclaimed a shop's sign, he bought, and a holster,
  _      o   o|   _  o   o|   _ o/  o|  _   o    o|       _   o   o|   o o
trunks, both as clothing and home, with endless depths, books of dark magic,
 _ o     o|   _   o   o| _ o/  o|   _  o  o|   _   o o|  _ _
as all know: dark is not evil, and Harry was grey; only power
 _  o o|   _ /  o   o|    _   o    o|  _/     o  o|_     o   o|    _ o
mattered, light or not. Shackles, he found, snug around his grand Core,
 _ _| _  o   o|  _    /  o   o|_ o o|    _ o    o|  _  _
removed with a thought, such amazeballs powers did He wield.
_  o   o|  _  oo|  _/    o o|  _   o  o|  _ o  o| _ o
Only then Hadrian went home; now, he was finally indie.