Poems Hogwarts & wizarding world

In the clouds

In the sky above Hogwarts, where dreams softly play,
I found myself drifting in clouds made of gray.
With a wand in my hand and my heart full of light,
I soared through the mist on a broom in the night.

The stars whispered secrets of magic and lore,
As I flew ever higher, past boundaries and more.
In the clouds, I discovered a world of my own,
Where fears turned to whispers and darkness had flown.

I saw visions of Hagrid, of Dobby, and friends,
Their laughter like echoes that never quite end.
With each twist and each turn, through the ether I wove,
A tapestry spun from the spells that I love.

In the heart of the clouds, I found what was true,
A reflection of courage in soft shades of blue.
For in this enchanted and mystical flight,
I learned that my magic was born of the night.

As dawn broke the silence with tendrils of gold,
I descended to earth, feeling wiser, more bold.
For up in those clouds, in the dance of the air,
I found my own story and knew I was there.