Harry Potter & the Sorceror's Stone

#1:The Boy Who Lived

T'was that very sacred night
A few years ago;
Those were times of terror & misery
Trying to keep safe from the foe;
Lord Voldemort entered the Potter home
Created ruin there,
But came upon unexpected
And fled in despair.

Great were the rejoicings
For the dark forces had quit;
For young Harry was an orphan, but safe
And Voldemort, a mere spirit.

At Number 4, Privet Drive
That very same night
Found a tall wizard & a tabby cat
Who'd been there since daylight.
It suddenly turned into a witch
Who looked not old, but wise;
And then, with a sudden roar, appeared
A motorbike from the skies.
It carried a giant of a man
Hagrid was his name.
He held out a bundle, & said
"Young Harry'll be a symbol of fame."

Professors Dumbledore & McGonagall
Bent over the orphaned thing
Saw, he had escaped with but a scar on his forehead
Shaped like a bolt of lightening.

Dumbledore laid him on the doorstep
Of his only people found
In a letter, explained all that was needed
About Harry being safe & sound.