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I know Ron has blue eyes, but I have thing for brown eyes and in my head he has brown eyes. Sorry about that. :P
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Lyrics Courtesy: Just Give Me a Reason (Pink ft. Nate Ruess)
Waiting For You.
Your eyes. I'm bewitched. Why did I notice your eyes in the first place, I don't know. Yet, somehow I did. Those light brown eyes of yours had changed my priorities.
I wished you knew. I wished you felt what I felt. I wished you at least knew I felt what I felt. Why did I try so hard?
I tried to make you see. I tried to do everything I could. Yet, you never saw.
You say you were a kid. I was that too, you know? I spent most of my social life with you, since I met you. Couldn't you see, then? Or did you choose to ignore?
I even started questioning myself. Was I right? Is it possible? Should I wait for you to realize what you were looking for was right here, beside you? Or should I just take you for what you are? My best friend?
You were too valuable, anyways. You were my best friend and I'd have never done anything to lose at least the friendship part of it. So I dated him. And somehow I was pleased to know you were jealous. That was never a part of my plan, you know. Hell, I didn't even have a plan!
And when I tried to muster the courage to tell you, you started to date her. Oh, wasn't I jealous? I could have hit her. And the way she bragged! I was almost sure I'd lost you. But then, when you said my name, the way you did! Boy, I could have died!
And still, we didn't have it all. We tried and tried and tried. We did fight, but we were close to what we were searching for. As we held hands, I knew this was to stay. We did fight after that. A great deal of times. But I got what I wanted when I looked into your eyes. I had won the war. Your eyes bewitched me Ronald Weasley.
Love,
Hermione.
Hermione,
I'm sorry I don't understand
Where all of this is coming from
I thought that we were fine
Your head is running wild again
My dear we still have everythin'
And it's all in your mind
You've been havin' real bad dreams, oh, oh
You used to lie so close to me, oh, oh
There's nothing more than empty sheets
Between our love, our love
Oh, our love, our love.
I know I have the emotional range of a teaspoon, but my love for you isn't sugar to be measured by a utensil. I love you.
Yours always,
Ron.
Written for Love Again Challenge on HPFF. ( topic/44309/87694401/1/#87884830)
