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!