A/N:Poetry! I suck at it, but hope you like it. :)
Hermione's POV
His eyes are green as Emerald
With jet black hair
He somehow can't get it tidy
But I really don't care
i never thought I'd like him
I thought he'd be like the rest
I woudn't have ever guessed
That I would like him best
At first he was like the others
Muttering in a low voice
Talking behind me, about me
With the other boys
Then came Halloween
When he saved me from a troll
From then on I know
I'd like him best of all
He wasn't just as clever
Like me in books and scrolls
But what is that against
Beating mountain trolls
He wasn't very smart
But he's on the practical side
Although I really can't understand
Why rules he couldn't abide
He was famous in school
They all know his name
But just to see his parents
He'd give up all his fame
I often worried about him
Running off alone
What if he yelled for help
But he was on his own?
So I've always helped him
In every way I can
To show that I care
I'd lend a helping hand
As the days went by
Months and weeks as well
I've began feeling
Things I've never felt
From the Sorcerer's Stone
To the Chambers of Secrets
And the Prisoner of Azkaban
Who his godfather is
Now questions are answered
Secrets revealed
All of the mysteries
Now unsealed
If you don't know who I talk about
He is none other
Than the well-known Boy Who Lived
The famous Harry Potter
A/N: How'd you lyk it, plz r&r