Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or his friends. They are the property
of the wonderful genius Joanne Kathleen Rowling, and without her, we would
all suffer a dull life without creativity (which is exactly why I thanked
'The Big Guy Upstairs' for her --for about 5 minutes-- on Thanksgiving in
front of my family).
R/R please. I allow flames, as long as you realize you are doing my family a great burden as I'm in a bad mood when I get one. I'd rather have constructive critisism.
Sweet Dreams:
I look at you, your head on the table over her huge pile of homework and charts. The fire reflects off your face, sort of making it look like you glow. How you do it, I don't know.
The common room is empty except for us two. As I walk nearer to you, a soft sound escapes your lips. It sounds a bit like a sigh and a word mixed together. You sound sad.
What's the matter, 'Mione?
Are you keeping a secret?
Is there something on your mind?
Who's on your mind right now, 'Mione?
Anybody special?
Who do you dream of, 'Mione? When you're fast asleep in your dorm.
Who's that one special person that you would do anything for? Risk your life for. Go to the ends of the Earth looking for when there's a troll loose in the school. Get bloody jealous when they go somewhere with someone else. Go through a day belching slugs because your ruddy wand backfired on you.
Who's that special person?
You know who I dream of, 'Mione? Who I have dreamed of ever since I met her my first day at Hogwarts?
Well, they weren't always great dreams. Sometimes they scared me almost to the point of asking her for forgiveness for whatever the latest stupid thing I did. But, she always... Well, she usually gets there first.
I dream of a girl with hair the color of sunlight shining on gold. She always does everything right, whether it's for her friends or her teachers. If she let her teachers down, it's for her friends. And, even though it rarely happens, vice versa.
Do you know who that person is? Well, you happen to know that person well. I want to know her, 'Mione. Maybe you can help me with that. Maybe... someday...
You're still sleeping. You look a little happier now.
I wonder... Will you wake up if I touch you? Maybe, just your hair. As I reach out to smooth it from your face, you smile in your sleep.
I hope you have your homework done for tomorrow, but I won't wake you to find out.
I should be asleep. Harry might wonder where I am if he wakes up. Might be a bit suspicious if he comes down and sees me talking to a sleeping angel.
Well, 'Mione... Sweet Dreams.
R/R please. I allow flames, as long as you realize you are doing my family a great burden as I'm in a bad mood when I get one. I'd rather have constructive critisism.
Sweet Dreams:
I look at you, your head on the table over her huge pile of homework and charts. The fire reflects off your face, sort of making it look like you glow. How you do it, I don't know.
The common room is empty except for us two. As I walk nearer to you, a soft sound escapes your lips. It sounds a bit like a sigh and a word mixed together. You sound sad.
What's the matter, 'Mione?
Are you keeping a secret?
Is there something on your mind?
Who's on your mind right now, 'Mione?
Anybody special?
Who do you dream of, 'Mione? When you're fast asleep in your dorm.
Who's that one special person that you would do anything for? Risk your life for. Go to the ends of the Earth looking for when there's a troll loose in the school. Get bloody jealous when they go somewhere with someone else. Go through a day belching slugs because your ruddy wand backfired on you.
Who's that special person?
You know who I dream of, 'Mione? Who I have dreamed of ever since I met her my first day at Hogwarts?
Well, they weren't always great dreams. Sometimes they scared me almost to the point of asking her for forgiveness for whatever the latest stupid thing I did. But, she always... Well, she usually gets there first.
I dream of a girl with hair the color of sunlight shining on gold. She always does everything right, whether it's for her friends or her teachers. If she let her teachers down, it's for her friends. And, even though it rarely happens, vice versa.
Do you know who that person is? Well, you happen to know that person well. I want to know her, 'Mione. Maybe you can help me with that. Maybe... someday...
You're still sleeping. You look a little happier now.
I wonder... Will you wake up if I touch you? Maybe, just your hair. As I reach out to smooth it from your face, you smile in your sleep.
I hope you have your homework done for tomorrow, but I won't wake you to find out.
I should be asleep. Harry might wonder where I am if he wakes up. Might be a bit suspicious if he comes down and sees me talking to a sleeping angel.
Well, 'Mione... Sweet Dreams.