A/N: So I wrote this a while ago, and I'm still not entirely sure it sounds right. But I can't seem to make it different. Ah well. Basically, this is a poem about Ginny the day she kissed Harry in HBP. Enjoy!
Today we've got a Quidditch match, I'm playing Seeker then
Cause Harry fought with Draco and got put in detention
I've done all this before, I know how to play the game
But something's telling me that this one's not quite the same
It's the last match of the season, and we're playing Ravenclaw
This shouldn't be too difficult, we've beaten them before
But somehow I've got this feeling, yeah, it's kind of strange
That if we can win this one, things are gonna change
Now the match is getting closer, and I'm starting to freak out
I should know that I can do this, and I shouldn't have a doubt
But the feeling's getting stronger that this isn't the same
That the outcome will mean more than just a Quidditch game
I see Harry coming towards me, and he gives me a smile
Says "Good luck. I hope you win. I'll see you after a while."
Then I go down to the pitch and get ready to change
But I still can't shake the feeling that there's something strange
The whistle blows, the balls are loose, I take to the sky
Our chasers score (Go Gryffindor!), and I can't deny
That this will be the best one yet, an unsurpassed game
And the party when we win surely won't be the same
Then I see the Snitch in front of me, an easy catch
I can hear all of the cheering, it's the end of the match
Then as my team engulfs me, I don't feel so strange
I think I've got an inkling as to what's gonna change
I head up to the castle with the rest of the crowd
There's a party in the common-room, it's gonna be loud
Then the portrait hole swings open, and I don't feel the same
I'm all hyped up 'cause we won our final Quidditch game
Now the party's in full swing when the door opens again
I look up, I see him standing there, I know it right then
That the feelings I've been having for him never will change
It's not that surprising, really, that I'm feeling strange
As I run across the room, I know this isn't a game
I know my life from now will never quite be the same
And then I'm kissing Harry, and it doesn't feel strange
And I know, that as of now, things are gonna change