WHY?
"Cinnamon eyes, long chestnut hair
Kind, good-humored, and clever.
My best friend and ultimate dream girl.
Why can't you be my girl?
Why'd you transform from the bossy-know-it-all best friend
to my dream girl?
Why do I have to be the famous Harry Potter, the 'Boy Who Lived'?
Why can't I be the boy next door who isn't the target of the Dark Lord who lived?
Aren't you aware...
of my constant stare?
Can't you notice my stuttering...
everytime I look into your eyes?
Can't you observe my feeble attempt
to get your attention?
Pulling out chairs, opening doors...
doing my homework?
Can't you see? Are you blind?
Aren't you smart?
What are a handfuls of O.W.L.S.
If you can't figure out what I'm doing?
Or did you figured it out but chose to ignore it?
Why can't I be brave enough?
Didn't I encounter Voldermort twice?
And aren't every wizard and witches in their right mind scared of him?
Why can't you read my signals?
Do I have to spell it out for ya?
Do I have to scream it out to your face?" Harry thought aloud.
::Hermione appeared and asked, "Scream what to who's face?"::
"I-_-L-O-V-E-_U! Herm!" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs, absentmindedly.
:: Hermione looked stunned::
To be continue........maaaayyyybbbeeeee.
Author's note:
Flames are welcome....I know I can't rhyme...any reviews are welcome in fact but flames would be deleted immediately.
Another Hermione and Harry one......oh yeah if you want the ending e-mail me or you could beg for it in your review and I might post it... it has a really nice twist into it. hehehe... I'm not depress anymore and I'm really inspired about writing...my 3rd one today.
Disclaimer:
I don't own anything except for the plot, the amazing J.K. Rowling does.