Oh Starry Night
A/N: Well, okay. My first attempt at a songfic interlude to
My Prophecy stories stunk. I get that. So, I'll be taking the sign
off in a few days. But, here's a replacement for it. I'll be really
surprised if you guess where the song is from. I think maybe
milkcat (if they read this), will guess it (By the way, I love the
sailor moon/ Harry Potter crossover!). This is yet another romance
fic, and yes, it is R/H. So, for all you H/H and D/H and anything
else /H supporters out there, just replace who you want. Anything
written between the * signs are the song lyrics. Oh, and no flames
please! Have fun reading! ^_^
Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling. "Oh Starry
Night" belongs to DIC, and a long black haired priestess who
loves fire!
* I've waited all my life
For the day love appears
Like a fairy tale in days gone by
He will rescue me from all my fears *
Hermione sat in the grass on the Hogwarts grounds looking
at the night sky. She looked to her left, and quickly looked back.
There he was, just sitting, entirely in his own world. Hermione
knew Ron would never ever think of her in that way. They'd had
too many fights, too many disagreements.
* And now I feel him standing close to me
And how, can I tell him what he means to me
My heart stands still, has he come? *
Hermione quickly glanced back. She wanted to gaze at him
longer, but he might have seen her. She loved his eyes, his
freckles, his hair...she loved HIM. And she knew it.
But she knew it was impossible. They fought so much last
year, over Crookshanks and Scabbers. He probably only thought of
her as some genius who had nothing better to do then tag along
with him and Harry.
* Oh starry night
Is this the moment I dream of?
Oh starry night
Is he my own true love *
Hermione looked up at the sky again, and sighed. Still, she
couldn't stop imagining what it would be like if she kissed him, and
he loved her back. She loved the way he always found humor in
everything, and the ways he told her to stop studying for once and
play! Hermione chuckled at these thoughts, and Ron looked over at
her. She caught his gaze for a second, and looked away. She could
only hope...
* Oh starry night
Every night I think of him
Here in my lonely room
Waiting for my prince to come
Wondering if he'll be here soon
And I sit patiently, waiting for a sign
And I hope that his heart longs for mine
He calls my name, is he the one? *
A tear trickled down Hermione's cheek. Oh, this was so hard!
He'd been talking all about Lavender and how pretty she was all
year! All she wanted was for him to choose her. Let her make him
happy. She new she heard her name in the distance, but in her
mind. In her mind he called to her, and told her how much he
adored her. Silly daydreams, they were. But even still...
* Oh starry night
Is this the moment I dream of?
Oh starry night
Tell me, is he my own true love?
Oh starry night
Is he the one that I dream of?
Oh starry night
How will I know?
Will his love show?
Is he my own true love? *
Hermione leaned back into the grass and looked up at the
starry night. All she could do is wish upon a star, a star in this
starry night.
A/N: Well, I hope you guys like this one better. I certainly do. I
should get less flames cause Harry isn't evil in this one! Please
review only with nice things to say!
A/N: Well, okay. My first attempt at a songfic interlude to
My Prophecy stories stunk. I get that. So, I'll be taking the sign
off in a few days. But, here's a replacement for it. I'll be really
surprised if you guess where the song is from. I think maybe
milkcat (if they read this), will guess it (By the way, I love the
sailor moon/ Harry Potter crossover!). This is yet another romance
fic, and yes, it is R/H. So, for all you H/H and D/H and anything
else /H supporters out there, just replace who you want. Anything
written between the * signs are the song lyrics. Oh, and no flames
please! Have fun reading! ^_^
Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling. "Oh Starry
Night" belongs to DIC, and a long black haired priestess who
loves fire!
* I've waited all my life
For the day love appears
Like a fairy tale in days gone by
He will rescue me from all my fears *
Hermione sat in the grass on the Hogwarts grounds looking
at the night sky. She looked to her left, and quickly looked back.
There he was, just sitting, entirely in his own world. Hermione
knew Ron would never ever think of her in that way. They'd had
too many fights, too many disagreements.
* And now I feel him standing close to me
And how, can I tell him what he means to me
My heart stands still, has he come? *
Hermione quickly glanced back. She wanted to gaze at him
longer, but he might have seen her. She loved his eyes, his
freckles, his hair...she loved HIM. And she knew it.
But she knew it was impossible. They fought so much last
year, over Crookshanks and Scabbers. He probably only thought of
her as some genius who had nothing better to do then tag along
with him and Harry.
* Oh starry night
Is this the moment I dream of?
Oh starry night
Is he my own true love *
Hermione looked up at the sky again, and sighed. Still, she
couldn't stop imagining what it would be like if she kissed him, and
he loved her back. She loved the way he always found humor in
everything, and the ways he told her to stop studying for once and
play! Hermione chuckled at these thoughts, and Ron looked over at
her. She caught his gaze for a second, and looked away. She could
only hope...
* Oh starry night
Every night I think of him
Here in my lonely room
Waiting for my prince to come
Wondering if he'll be here soon
And I sit patiently, waiting for a sign
And I hope that his heart longs for mine
He calls my name, is he the one? *
A tear trickled down Hermione's cheek. Oh, this was so hard!
He'd been talking all about Lavender and how pretty she was all
year! All she wanted was for him to choose her. Let her make him
happy. She new she heard her name in the distance, but in her
mind. In her mind he called to her, and told her how much he
adored her. Silly daydreams, they were. But even still...
* Oh starry night
Is this the moment I dream of?
Oh starry night
Tell me, is he my own true love?
Oh starry night
Is he the one that I dream of?
Oh starry night
How will I know?
Will his love show?
Is he my own true love? *
Hermione leaned back into the grass and looked up at the
starry night. All she could do is wish upon a star, a star in this
starry night.
A/N: Well, I hope you guys like this one better. I certainly do. I
should get less flames cause Harry isn't evil in this one! Please
review only with nice things to say!