Hope CE Primary School

The Dementor - A Poem By Edward Pomfret - Year 5

19 07 2006

I arrive at the platform,

My reserved seat is there.

I’m not worried Sirius Black is going to kill me,

Dumbledore is keeping me safe.

The train speeds through Hogsmeade,

The castle is in sight.

The red train gleaming with moonlight,

But why have we stopped?

The station is not in sight!

I poke my head out of the compartment,

Nothing is there.

I slide the door back,

The door creaks slowly open,

A greasy hand appears.

A hooded figure comes into view.

It’s face could not be seen,

Just then a man behind me stands up.

A silver streak comes out of his wand,

The creature backs away,

And shuts the door.

Inside my mind I hear someone screaming.

I fall asleep.

When I wake up,

Hogsmeade station is there.

4 08 2006: polly (17:03:59) :

Cool that’s good edward you’ve always been good at writing poems.
19 09 2006: jack (14:22:15) :

this is very very good I hope evrybody like it.
2 10 2006: Joe (09:23:42) :

I agree Jack its smashing.