OCEAN EYES

She awakes to find his Ocean Eyes

Staring at her in surprise

She's bruised, she's scarred, she's sore and scuffed

It seems she doesn't have enough

Fight left in her to move around

She wants to die, here on the ground

In this bleak dreary manor; so dark and cold

But wait- these memories are several days old

She takes in her surroundings- there's a bed walls rug chair

And a boy to her right with long ginger hair

With Ocean Eyes so bright, ten miles in depth

The ones she saw when she was an inch from death

She breathes out his name, a murmur so slight

But in an instant he's there, holding her tight

She remembers the hunt and the woods and the tent

She remembers that horrible day when he went

Into the woods and out of her life

Leaving her alone to face all the strife

The fear and the pain, the grief and the war

She wouldn't have her ocean eyes anymore

She remembers the crying for over a week

The strength that she had, however fading and meek

Had gone from her then, left with her tears

Letting out all her deepest dark fears

Then he returned right out of the blue

And she hit hard, not letting her smile shine through

Then not too long after, the trio was caught

Lightning Scar and Ocean Eyes left in a dungeon to rot

Bookworm was tortured with curses cruel and absurd

Forever marked on her arm was that cruel complex word

'Mudblood'

A word full of anger and hate

'Mudblood'

Meaning "one who shall never equate"

The word's nearly fatal, that much is clear

But her world's almost whole now that Ocean Eyes is here

She lays still, contently, feeling safe in his grip

She presses her nose to his bottom lip

Then their tears start to flow, slowly mixing together

And she wants nothing more than to stay here forever

With her Ocean Eyed boy with the long ginger hair

Here in this room with the bed walls rug chair

But she knows there's fighting still to come

And she knows that they may still lose some

So when it's certain there's no turning back now

And he starts to fret and wonder how

To get the house elves out of evil's grips

She can't help but make a dash for his lips

As they come together, meeting halfway

And as they cling steadfast and start to sway

She has hope for the future-sweet and unknown

And she finally sees how much they've all grown

Bookworm, Lightning Scar, and Ocean Eyes too

Blue meets Green, Green meets Brown, and Brown finally meets Blue

All three are sure of what they're meant to do

Together they'll fight. They'll win. They'll make it through.

And then Chocolate Brown Bookworm can be with Ocean Eyes Blue

A/N: This is my first attempt at poetry, so sorry if it's not too good But I absolutely adore these two and we were doing a poetry assignment in English, so I was in a poem-y mood.