Disclaimer: J. K. Rowling owns Harry Potter.
I stare at the clock on the wall
When will Potions class end?
I'm the only student awake
Everyone else is half-dead.
I glance around to see
If I was wrong and someone's awake.
I guess I was but this isn't good
It's that awful, snobby snake.
Draco hates me, I hate him
Can't it just be that way?
But Ginny says that I like him
She told me yesterday.
At first I thought it was a joke
That she was laughing inside.
But she was serious, this sucks
Why couldn't she have lied?
I thought it was hatred and anger
But he really isn't that bad.
And when I saw him with Pansy this morning
I found myself sulking and sad.
Is this what my life is doomed to be-
Just wondering what happened here?
'Cause right now I'm feeling so confused
Down my cheek slides a tear.
I feel his eyes upon me
And just when I feel like dying,
The heavenly bell rings and I
Run out so fast it's like I'm flying.
The footsteps I hear as they follow me
So I run faster but finally stop,
And he runs into me and we go down
Hit the floor with a thump and a flop.
We just stare at each other
Not sure what to do or say.
So I get up and hold out my hand
He takes it and I walk away.
He cries, "Hey, Granger!"
And I slowly turn around to see,
He's standing much too close
Well, for him, not for me.
"What?" I ask irritably
And his eyes go to the floor.
I think of when we fell
Not one minute before.
"Is something wrong?" he asks
And he looks sincere,
But I know that it's a lie
But I don't know why he's still here.
"Nothing," I say and he says, "Oh,"
And we just stand there awkwardly.
So I leave, but not before saying goodbye
And he says, "Bye," to me.
Nothing goes the way I want
But at least we talked friendly today.
Maybe Ginny's right, or maybe not
I think of when he said, "Hey."
A/N- My first HP poem, it was kinda fun to write. Review if you liked it!
