A/N: Have fun reading this little piece of mind.Please review!… It's short, but cute! My first Harry Potter Fanfic. Have fun! I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters.
The simplicity that is a name
The wild, shoulder length brown hair; entangled and often uncombed is dazzling. Her deep brown eyes can form the words her mouth could never. Sometimes they're dull, at other times sparkling. A sparkle of gold is embedded within them. Their wisdom speaks for itself. It is disgusting. I loathe her everlasting wisdom. And whenever she walks by, it sends shivers down my spine.
Her crooked teeth reveal that her heritage is far from perfect. The lips are too thin for that of a lady. Her voice is persistent and yet haunting. Her movements are like that of a weasel: silent and fast. She is not among the prettier creatures that roam this earth, but perhaps that is what makes her magical.
I cringe every time she interrupts. She knows everything and anything. Her answers haunt me in my dreams. They gather inside my head and form a shattered puzzle. The pieces broken forever. Miss Granger. I can barely get her name across my lips without my leg twitching or my voice fading away without a trace. Hermione… Thinking about her first name seems awkward to me. Perhaps it is the sheer simplicity.
Miss Granger. I hate her, yet I love her.