Potterhead…

And then I stepped on the streets of Hogsmeade…
The snowflakes that landed atop my shoulders,
I wrapped my cloak tightly around me,
My vision, striking upon the door of The Three Broomsticks.
The warm fireplace welcomed me in…
I took the window-side seat, and a cup of Butterbeer reached my table,
I sipped in, glancing at a middle-aged witch trying happily to make her friends laugh.
As I walked out again, my feet stood on the threshold of Honeydukes,
I walked in and grabbed a few colourful candies,
Unwrapped them and fed upon my hungry stomach…
And then I stepped upon the streets of Hogsmeade,
A blue-eyed snowy owl stared at me,
Well, I smiled
And wrapped my cloak tightly around me…