Boggart: Boggart
by testingt
Professor Snape stepped out, his eyes flashing at Neville.

You won’t ever like me. You won’t ever respect me. You think I’m a waste of space.

I am a waste of space. Not competent, not masterful, like you.

I don’t swirl. I don’t sneer. At best, I drop toads and get in the way.

I’m only a kid, and a useless one. Your eyes say that every time they actually see me.

Professor Lupin told me to dress you in Grandmum’s clothes for the spell.

But in my own mind, I keep dressing you in no clothes at all.

Riddikulus!


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