What Love is Not

Chapter One: Troubles of a Lady

A/N: Hello everybody! First off, my name is Vanessa Querubin and I'm another hopeless ff writer that is obsessed and totally in love with the Harry Potter series. Well, it's been a while since I wrote an ff...well...this ff of mine is about Hermione and Ron's feelings for each other. The start of this story was after Ron and Hermione argued about the Yule Ball that occurred in the fourth book. Hehehehe...I hope you enjoy it...and please don't sue me if it sucks coz' its been a century since I last wrote a fanfic about these two lovebirds...=) and about the poem thingy, well, that's not mine either coz' it was written by my beloved Great Aunt Dolores Barros. (Gosh! I really envy her talent in writing love poems) Oh yeah, please give some reviews so that I could get some ideas and know what you think about it...Love yah all and thanks in advance.

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE HARRY POTTER SERIES! SO DON'T SUE ME... I'm only one of those who wish they were J.K. Rowling...but then again....anyways..enjoy!

P.S. I promise you all that this is only ALMOST a one-shot ff but it has Four chapters only! I promise to post it everyday! PROMISE! So that it wouldn't be such a cliff-hanger!

What Love is Not

But love is not a matter of reactions

Its either there or not there

It could be me loving you

Without you loving me

"How thick could that guy get?" Hermione thought angrily as she stomped across her dormitory to her bed.

It had been four years since they've known each other and yet he still haven't got a clue that she has certain special feelings for him, ("I think...." Hermione thought) which was very painful to think about. All through the years she's been falling in love for him, knowing more about him, and seeing a certain trait in him that other people cant see through him made her think and wonder if he finally got the message after she had slipped a tiny bit of what she really feel for him after their argument.

"oh...what am I thinking? He's pretty thick! That prat! He's even slower than either Goyle or Crabbe!" she told herself dismissively shaking the thought away as she changed into her nightgown.

And love is not a matter of time and space

Its neither where nor when

It could be me feeling the essence

Of your love when we embrace

And you feeling only our bodies warmth

As she lay awake on her bed tossing and turning, trying her best to sleep, she cant help but to think about the times when she was trying to let him know how much she cared for him and later on thought it had finally occurred to him, but then she was always caught in surprise when she noticed that he still ignored about it and then start acting awkwardly and thought she was just reacting too much. "But still..." she thought. "...There may be a little chance that he feels the same way too." She said to herself hopefully and then she slept.

It could be me dreaming of love

That transcends the here and now

Constant and enduring as the sun

And you thinking of love as a vanishing star

As days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, Hermione still haven't figured out how Ron had taken in their argument but then thought that he's still the total jerk because he hadn't taken in a word she told him.

Ginny had been a real help for her for quite a while because she was the only living soul who knows about how she feels about Ron and was the only one comforting her whenever she needed somebody to whom she could share her problem with him.

"oh, come on Hermione. Don't take it like that. But look on the brighter side! There could be a chance that he likes you too because he seems always angry whenever you mention Viktor Krum." Ginny said soothingly to her one day after another Hermione's fight with her brother.

"oh don't be silly Ginny! Its really hopeless" Hermione sighed as she looked across the common room to look at red-haired lad that she loved through time.

It could be me loving you for who you are

And you seeing only how different I am