A/N I just thought this might be a cute little poetry like story :)

Disclaimer: I'm not J.K. Rowling. I don't own the characters!

So maybe she hated him. Maybe with all her heart. The way he hexed whomever he felt like. The way he thought he ruled the school. The way he had top marks in most of his classes, but you would never find him with a book or by the library. The way he thought she was just another annoying girl, and made fun of her because of her best friend Severus. But maybe just maybe that hate could be channeled into something more.

So maybe she fascinated him. The way nothing could pull her away from a good book. The way she worked all the time to get top marks. The way she got so annoyed with him whenever she thought he was doing something wrong. The way she was the only person who would even think about standing up to him. And maybe just maybe the fascination would turn into something more.

So maybe she could tolerate him. Maybe she finally became friends with him. Maybe she found the way to live with all his annoying quirks. The way he would always help her with her Transfiguration homework when she had given up. The way they talked to each other well patrolling during seventh year together. The way he stood up for her when the Slytherins would make fun of her heritage. And maybe she would allow it to become something more.

So maybe he liked her. Maybe he liked her a lot. Maybe it was the way she would laugh at his jokes. The way that she would just roll her eyes when he said something stupid. The way she couldn't understand transforming a desk into a pig so she would get angry. The way she would occasionally fall asleep while studying. Maybe she was starting to like him to.

So maybe she liked him. Maybe it was the way that he liked her. The way he could always make her laugh when she was upset. The way that his eyes lit up when she said she'd go out with him. The way he would hold her in his arms like there was no tomorrow. The way they would hold hands as they walked by the lake under the moonless sky, and look up at the beautiful stars. The way he would sometimes get cheesy and said that they weren't nearly as beautiful as her. The way he'd do anything for her. Maybe she was starting to fall for him. Hard.

So maybe he loved her. Maybe more than anything else in the world. The way her beautiful red hair would fall down her back. The way her emerald green eyes would narrow when she got mad. The way they would light up when she was happy. The way she would kiss him after he said something sweet. The way her brow would crinkle when she didn't understand something. The way she would quietly whisper directions on what to do in Potions to him. Maybe he wanted to stay with her. Forever.

So maybe she was in love with him. Maybe there was no way that she could ever feel this way about another guy. Maybe she loved falling asleep on his shoulder. The way he would stroke her hair and kiss her forehead. The way he would never leave her. The way they both loved each other with all their hearts. The way everyone could tell. Maybe that's why she said yes when he got down on one knee and said he wanted to be with her. Forever.

A/N Please, Please, PLEASE review! I just want to know what you thought!