The Best Things About Ronald Weasley.
His ginger hair,
His freckled cheeks,
His cheeky smile,
His house that leaks,
His beautiful face,
His emerald eyes,
That light up like diamonds in the sky.
His goofy grin,
His lovely teeth,
His ears so big,
But so petite.
His flaming fire,
His spotted nose,
His knitted jumpers,
Second-hand clothes.
His owl so small,
But yet so wild,
His mothers chilli sauce, spicy,
yet mild.
His older brothers,
His younger sister,
His worn out shoes,
Worn enough to blister.
His orange bedroom,
Quidditch obsessed,
The wonderful family,
Of which he was blessed.
His brothers, his sister,
His father and mother,
His tiny brain,
That works like no other.
His sparkling eyes,
When their filled with tears,
His love for me,
So subtle but huge,
Lights me up,
Like a torch, cartoon.
A poem by Hermione Granger.
And then he woke up.