Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Not one bit of it.
A/N: This if my first fan-fiction, please be nice. Thank you very much!!
Harry sat down at the table. In front of him was an open book. He's been trying to write something. You can tell he wasn't having success from all the crumbled paper on the floor around him.
After a minute of just staring blankly at the paper and chewing on his pen, he finally put the pen to paper. This is what he wrote:
My fiery angel,
Oh! I love you so.
When I see you,
I get flustered.
I want to kiss
Those red rose
petals.
To get lost in those
blue depths,
Is what I'll
always do.
Oh my red headed
lover,
With dots across
your nose.
I love you with all
my heart.
-But what will your
brother think?
He was my first
friend.
He gave me support,
When I was down
I could not bear to
lose him.
To lose him or you –
I would lose part of
myself.
I won't be able to
live on.
I would slowly die –
from the inside
out.
My fiery angel,
Please love me back.
So we can be –
Happy Together.
Harry reread what he wrote. He nodded his head in approval. It was perfect. Now he only had to give it to her. This is going to be the hard part.