''Ginny! Can you come here for a sec?'' asked Hermione as she saw her friend Ginny waltz past her. Ginny's eyebrows shot up,curiousity showing in her warm eyes.

''What's up?''

''Well...[Hermione didn't know how to put this in words but she spoke anyways I was feeling a little like a poet this morning during Potions and well before I knew it I wrote several of them...without Snape catching me!''

Ginny chuckled ''Well I'm not surprised...so you want me to read them?''

Hermione nodded pleased that Ginny had accepted. '' Trust me it's nothing bad or anything.''

Ginny smiled kindly '' I know, I know.'' Ginny took the notebook and began reading Hermione's latest creations...

Flowers, they remind me so much of life. Every petal will fall one day. That resembles a day that has ended. When all the petals fall your life has ended and your now in heaven...waiting for the next petal to fall.

Have you ever thought to yourself? Have you ever sat alone? Slept in peace & quiet? With no one to talk to you? How did it feel? To be...all alone? With no one at all? Was it paradise or something different? Have you ever wondered what it's like to live in paradise? Where no one will bother you? Your all alone,just the ocean for company And you seem satisfied That's sure seems like paradise to me

We stand in the corner The moving truck is over there and your trying to tell me something without saying it in words ... the obvious The sad thing is I already know what your going to say So I am asking you a favor from the bottom of my heart... Don't say goodbye It means to much... Later, I'll miss you, I might never see you again, the end You haven't gone and yet I'm already missing you

Twisting and turning I feel as if I am not getting anywhere I feel as if my feet aren't touching the ground Bu as I keep turning around and around my mind starts to ponder The only reason why I am not going up or down is because I'm still thinking about you Still wanting to stay in the same place where we had our firsts Why can't I move on? And forget about you for good? Why am I stuck behind the finish line...when I already know that your ahead of me and your never coming back I hope I wake up from this nightmare and hope that it was all a dream

Ginny finished the page of poems and looked at Hermione anxiously

''When are you going to write more?''