Exams

AN: This is a little poem about Hermione and her take on exams, and it is what I am feeling at the moment too. I was revising for my maths A levels and I couldn't concentrate so I wrote this. Hope you enjoy.

Blood pressure rises,

Breath quickens,

Nerves rising to hyper-sensitive.

I can't stand it.

The exams are so close and I've hardly revised,

I am going to fail,

I am going to fail,

Oh, I hate this.

Ok, concentrate,

Concentrate on the work in front of me.

Think Charms,

Think Care of Magical Creatures,

Think magic.

Oh, this is no use.

I need to take a walk.

They're so close,

I can't cope,

Exams, exams, exams.

I HATE THEM.

Just stop thinking about them.

Breath,

In with the good air,

Out with the bad.

Relax, relax, relax, relax.

In good,

Out bad,

In good,

Out bad.

Ok, I think I'm ready to study again.

AN: please R&R and tell me what you think.

Loadsa luv

Cammy77

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