A/N: Yes, here is another poem by yours truly!

Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Harry Potter. If you think I own anything, you must
be crazy.

My Last Breath

As I sit next to you
You stare deep into my eyes
And ask what I would do
If I found out I was about to die

Would I save the world one last time?
Would I travel around the world
Or would I sit and watch people walk by?
Would I stare longingly at the stars?
Would I spend the day at the beach
Or admire the heavens from afar?

Hermione
If I were to die
I would do none of those things
If I were to take my last breath
I would die happy
If my last memory
Was of you smiling

If I were to take my last breath
I would climb the tallest mountain
Fight Voldemort a thousand times
I would tread the most dangerous waters
Destroy a hundred dementors
If I could just say you were mine (A/N: See note at bottom)

If I were to take my last breath
I would spend my last minutes
Wishing I had more time with you
But the truth is
Living three lifetimes
Would still be too few

If I were to take my last breath
I would beg you for one more kiss
Just the sparkle in your eyes
Would send me into total bliss

But why should I wait until death
To taste the sweetness of your breath?
Yes, I could spend my life
Admiring the stars
Traveling to distant lands
Dueling dark wizards
Being surrounded by my fans

But I can't help thinking that
Of every minute
Of every hour
Of every day
Of every week
Of every month
Of every year
There's no place I'd rather be
Than right here
Next to you
My dearest Hermione

A/N: For you feminists out there, I do not mean that Harry owns Hermione as if
she were an object. I meant it in the sense that he would do anything just to be
able to say Hermione was his girlfriend.

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