This poem just popped in to my head.

Harry Potter

Harry Potter was his name,

He lived not knowing his fame,

He grew up alone and abused,

Until he grew up and was accused,

Hagrid saved him from a terrible fate,

And gave him his first taste of chocolate cake,

Harry Potter turned out to be a wizard of power,

Even though in his heart he could not hurt a flower,

Harry Potter met Ron Weasley on the train,

They met Hermione and thought she was a pain.

With the power of an ugly troll on the loose,

They became friends, no more was she a goose,

The potion masters dislike Harry Potter,

One look and thought he was just like an otter,

Riding a broom was Harry's delight,

Until it turned into a fight,

He made the Quidditch team out of pure luck,

During the game he was thrown off and got stuck,

Professor Quirrell tired to have him thrown off the broom,

But ended up falling on the floor where there was no room,

The stone was going to be stolen one night,

Harry went after it with all his might,

Through the trapdoor, plants and wings,

Then chess room and logic not known by kings,

Professor Snape was suspected to steal,

It ended up being Quirrell wearing teal,

He had Voldemort on the back of his head,

Harry got the stone, it felt like lead,

He saved the stone with his friends of gold,

The old defense teacher is just a pile of mold.

The Gryffindors won the house cup for the year,

To bad for Harry time to go to the Dursley was coming near.

I Know that it probably sucks. lol Hope you liked it!