He
Is not
A man ordinary
Living with any normalcy
He
Has few
Companions, you call
Wanting friendship at all
He
Was discriminated
By those whom
Different as they deem
He
Finds love
Ever so elusive
Solitude's his only refuge
He
Proud one
Holds himself up
Minus regards for most
He
So convinced
That one man
His wants can fulfill
He
Had believed
Fame and ambition
Will come with ease
He
Has done
Deeds beyond repair
And damages so deep
He
Has seen
Works of men
Filled with utmost contempt
He
Then felt
With regrets deep
Never to be forgotten
He
Was saved
By one man
Who believes in him
He
Has decided
Secret his service
Will be assets valued
He
Has promised
Justice to uphold
And wrongs to right
He
Is one
You can trust
With your precious life
He
Would risk
All his has
To honor his words
He
Has long
His pupils thumbed
By fear and cold
He
Till now
Well he's kept
His disguise from sight
He
Knows not
If his time
Will be running short
He
I love
The one man
My heart I gave
He
My love
Is known as
A Master of Potions