ok guys tell me how i do okieday..don't hold back

I've often caught him staring at my hands.

I don't know why though.

I mean, they don't look like his, all callused and bruised, but years of riding a broom would do that.

But does he see something I don't?

Does he see the paper cuts from the few books I've read?

Does he see the dent in my finger from the quill, from writing so much?

Does he see that some of my fingers are crooked from being repaired because I'm so clumsy?

Does he wonder why I've never had my nails done?

Does he wonder why I laugh when he rubs my palm?

Does he realize the mark on my pinky is a burn mark from when I was seven and not a birth mark?

Does he realize my nails are so short because I bite then when I'm nervous?

Does he know my hand is only ever warm in his?

Does he wonder why our hands fit so well together?

Does he realize our hands always seem to find the others?

Does he realize?

Does he wonder?

Does he see?

Me.

It's up to you to choose who it's about really.

Basiclly i see it as either the point of veiw of Tonks or Ginny, up to you though