Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Also this little poem like thing I got in e-mail. I don't know who wrote it. If you do please let me know so that I can give credit to this person. (A/N: I will finish my other story sooner or later more later then sooner: -P)

10th grade

as I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to

me. She was my so-called "best friend". I stared at her long,

silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like

that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me

for the notes she had missed the day before and I handed them to

her.

She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell

her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I

love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

5th year

Ron was sitting in his charms class. He stared at the girl sitting next to him. She was his so-called best friend, Hermione. He was staring at her long wavy hair. It was starting to get less frizzy as they got older. He wanted her to be his. 'She doesn't notice me like that' he thought. Class ended and as they left the room she said to him. "Ron can I borrow the notes that I missed, please." I handed them to her. She said thanks and kissed my cheek. I want to tell her I didn't want to be "just friends" I love her but I'm just to shy.. I don't know why.

11th grade



The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in

tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart.

She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I

did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes,

wishing she was mine.

After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of

chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said thanks"

and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to

know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just

too

shy, and I don't know why.



6th year

The phone rang. Dad got one since Harry and Hermione both live in the muggle world and he was interested in muggle things. She was crying about how Victor dumped her. He broke her heart. "Come over Ron. I don't want to be alone. I'll set the fire place up so you can flow over." As I sat there on the sofa I looked into her eyes. I wish she were mine. After two hours, so muggle movie, and 3 bags of Bertie Bots every flavor Jelly beans she told me she was going to go to sleep. She said thanks and kissed my cheek. I want to tell her I didn't want to be "just friends" I love her but I'm just to shy.. I don't know why.

Senior year

The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is

sick" she said, he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date,

and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had

dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom

night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door

step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her

crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she doesn't think of me

like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time,

"Thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I

want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her

but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

7th year

IT was the day before the Yule ball. It was our final ball. Hermione walked up to the table I sat at. Her date was unable to go. I didn't have a date and back in 4th year we promised if neither of us dates to the final Yule ball we would go together had. After the dance I was at her dorm room door. I looked into her brown eyes wishing she was mine. She said thanks and kissed my cheek. I want to tell her I didn't want to be "just friends" I love her but I'm just to shy... I don't know why.

Graduation Day

A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could

blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated

like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be

mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before

everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried

as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder

and said, "You're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the

cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to

be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know

why.

Graduation Day

The year came to an end. It went by so fast. I watched her receive all her awards and then her diploma. She was an angel. I wanted her to be mine. Before she left with her family she came up to me in her cap and gown. "you're my best friend, thanks" kissed my cheek. I want to tell her I didn't want to be "just friends" I love her but I'm just to shy.. I don't know why.

A Few Years Later



Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting

married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new

life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she

didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away,

she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed

me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I

don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and

I

don't know why.

Few years later

I was sitting in the pew of a muggle church. I watched as she got married. I listened as she said "I do" and drive away to live her new life. But before she left she came to me "You came" She said thanks and kissed my cheek. I want to tell her I didn't want to be "just friends" I love her but I'm just to shy.. I don't know why.

Funeral

Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used

to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she

had wrote in her high school years.

This is what it read:

I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me

like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I

want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him

but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me

he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I

cried.

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Funeral

Years passed and now I look down at the coffin of the girl that used to be my best friend. At the service they read a dairy entry she wrote one year at Hogwarts. It read, " I sit in class staring at the boy that I called my best friend. I want him as mine. I want to tell him I want to be more then friends. I want to tell him I didn't want to be "just friends" I love him but I'm just to shy.. I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me too." 'I wish I had too.' I cried.

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