Crazy little thing called love
He was so beautiful there was no way I could ever capture his real beauty. It was like there was no flaw at all. He was just perfect.
Oh how I long to become a part of him. Just one piece of his perfection. It would be wonderful to let him know just how perfect he is.
"Ron. Ron are you listening to me?"
Ron looked up at the piece of perfection he was admiring. Those emerald eyes looking over his face in confusion. Ron shook his a few times to get himself out of his daydreams.
"Yea Harry im listening. What were you saying?"
Harry gave Ron a slight chuckle. Harry's chuckle was so soft and sweet it could make a troll go to sleep. Oh now look Hes even making me rime. What has he done to me this time? Oh Ron stop. Snap out of it.
"Ron I think maybe you're a bit tired. We should call in a night, and finish potions tomorrow ok."
"Yea I guess I am a bit distracted"
Harry looked at Ron with concerning eyes
"Have you and Hermione had another fight"
"What? Oh no we haven't"
If only he new that what was distracting him was standing right in front of him. He new Hermione had liked him for a while now. With all the staring and non stop talking. He did the only thing he could think of to shut her up, He went out with her.
He likes Hermione and all but he couldn't help but feel a real closeness to Harry. A Closeness he couldn't really explain. He wanted to touch every bit of him. He wanted to take him in his arms and tell him just how much he loved him. That was never going to happen. Not in a million years. He just had to face the facts. Harry will never feel this way about him.
"Ron are you coming" Harry said looking at him again with that look of confusion.
"Yea im coming"
My dreams will be filled with nothing but Harry tonight. Filled with nothing but dreams that will never come true.