Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine. He belongs to J.K. Rowling. Only the poem is mine.

Author's Note: Hmm, haven't written poems in a long while. Let's see how this goes . . this was written in Hermione's POV, about Harry.

This is dedicated to Freya Racinna, for always encouraging me in her reviews (hugs) Thank you so much!


Hurdles

sudden changes

rocks on the road –

we've gone over all of them

some of them invisible

some not

few that are easily seen –

too many hearts broken

too many tears shed

niggling doubts

fear, insecurity

a natural protectiveness

played a part

to get us to where we are now

You wanted to keep me

from being harmed

and I wanted to do the same

to you –

we were each other's protectors

a team working and fighting

together

we had to reject those who

thought they liked us –

and also find out the meaning of

true love

alone
We were with the wrong people –

Me with Viktor

you with Cho

and luckily enough

we realized it

before it was too late

and

we wouldn't be standing here

together now

finally

Others wanted to destroy us

Most of all you

We were both damn sure

not only would you survive

I would, too

We trained

worked

fought hard to be

where we are now

and wouldn't let the other go –

If you left, I went with you

We're two halves of one person

without one half, the other

would not exist

we would be

feeling a gaping hole

in our hearts, incomplete

missing a part of ourselves

that fit only

with us

like I belonged

by your side

We were also scared shitless –

that we would lose each other

that together

we couldn't fight

in the eternal battle against evil –

that two people weren't enough

You worried if you were enough

to even

in the end

battle with Voldemort

and accepted –

that out of the two of you

one would die

and either Voldemort would be the killer

or you would be.

You could only hope

that one day

good would

triumph over evil

and that your battle

with Voldemort –

truth and justice

against

malice and greed

would help accomplish that

During everything

I was your confidante

and you were mine

trusting, supporting each other

as best as we could

we were there

always

for one another

– you needed me

and I needed you

You were constantly plagued

by doubt –

– whether you could

do this or not

You wondered

who you really were

searching for what was

beyond your name

for there was more to you

than the label of a hero

You wondered

if everything you felt

was truly right

and if you had been

a mistake, an accident

or the cause of your parents' deaths –

– which you weren't.

You found out

how harsh life was

and how strong

you could be

in the face of it

I wondered

the same things

as you –

trying to find a place

of my own

where I truly belonged.

and if

anything I felt

was truly right

Then we had to face society –

what would it think

of us,

who were "unlikely"

– and belonged together?

Me, the bushy-haired best friend

a – gasp! – bookworm

with you,

a true hero?

– but we didn't care

what it thought

as long as we were happy

– that was all that mattered.

Even if we weren't together

you and I

wanted the other

to be content

and living a good life

We weathered through

too much

pain and sacrifice

to be together

I know you'll agree

We've come a long way

and I'm grateful that

here, now

I'm with you

where I've always been –

– by your side.