Hermione Granger
That Hermione Granger you see each day,
With her beautiful eyes and delicate smile,
Her middle name Jean, Jean for J,
And for her, you know,
You'd run a thousand miles.
Her perfect pink lips as they flash a grin,
And you know none will ever be for you.
For you thinking she'll love you back a sin,
A smile she shows will be for you too.
Even though she'll never know,
That you will love her forever more,
Those feelings for her, kept down low,
And those tears, past shed, will future pour.
For your mother had told you years ago,
Then you promised to your heart, you made a pact.
If you love someone dearly, let them go,
And if they love you too, they'll come back.