Crowned Snake

You notice her there

A beautiful green snake

Even those who don't like snakes say so

If nothing else, because she won't harm anyone or anything

You notice her there

Yet you do not see

There sits a crown

Dinged up a bit and clearly fake jewels

But no one cares because he's a crown

This crown just sits where he wants

And no one cares or bothers to move it

There sits a crown

The snake wants to be like the crown

Not perfect, but still loved and admired

When the crown offers to ride along with her

On top of her head

She thinks it is her chance

So she agrees

Now you see a snake and gawk.

Because on her head lays a too heavy crown

It has to hurt, but the snake doesn't care

And if she did, the crown would purposefully hurt her

He wants dominance

She wants him 

So she slowly hurts herself to keep him there.

-Anonymous

Ginny stares at the new addition to the bulletin board, a frown on her face that just seems to deepen as she reads it again and again. She's not an idiot, she knows what their referring to, whoever "Anonymous" is, and now she just has one thought. Hans will not be happy.