Disclaimer: Salazar Slytherin is, of course, not mine.

DESTINY'S FIRE

A blinding light

That's rarely seen

To be so bright,

So hot, or green;

Flickering flames

Of malintent

Whisper my name.

My strength is spent.

I know I will

Never repell

The numbing chill

Or loathsome spell.

I take the fire

From Destiny,

Murder the rest

Of good in me;

But the green flames

Can now begin

To honour the name

Of Slytherin.