I hold my masks in place
to play this game
Because I am
a Master Occlumens
Death Eater
Potions Master
Teacher
Spy
Those are the roles
I play on this stage
On the surface
it may seem
that my heart is of ice
that I am on the dark side
To my students I am
just the snarky git
the dungeons' bat
with the greasy hair
No one knows the man
hidden inside
but for maybe one
my only ally alive
One of the Masters of mine
in front of whom
I once let my mask down
On the day I nearly drowned
In the night of my despair
Life is not fair
that is a lesson I early learned
At home
In school
But that was
the greatest blow
To lose the one I loved
and will always do
She is the only one
who truly knew
the boy still inside
It is a cruel world
there is not a truer word
But the worst
is that I have myself
to blame
A prophecy retold
put her in the grave
Thus, I put on my poker face
That is my fate
Till the end of my days
I will play this game
In order to avenge
my beloved friend
In order to mend
all brokenness
to secretly help
her heir, the prophesied one
Backstage
stand by his side
behind my poker face
My destiny
to be a spy
and try
to compensate
for all what I have made
until the very end
And then all is said and done
I hope
to one day
be reconciled
and to reunite
with the only one
who truly saw
the boy inside