Running. Running. Alone.
She doesn't know where she's going.
She looks behind her
To see the great hall glowing
With bright green light
From wands of evil men.
She doesn't want to be found.
She running still. Fast. And then
She falls.
She rolls along the floor.
She lays still. Listening. Terrified.
He throws open the door.
He's searching for her. Looking.
Looking to find her face.
He scours the empty hallway,
Yet doesn't find a trace.
She silently gets up
And brushes off her knees.
Silently she creeps, yet steps on something hard.
She screams aloud, and then he sees.
He runs after her
Chasing her down.
She notices and runs away,
Which only makes him frown.
And quickly he catches up with her
And snatches her by her arm.
She turns towards him,
And her eyes dart in alarm.
She takes a step back
Until she could recognize
Who he was.
She stepped forward, and took him by surprise,
By putting her arms around him in a big embrace.
He hugged her tight,
And said in a soothing voice,
"Everything's going to be all right."
She ran at the sound
Of the slam of a door
And he once again,
Chased her once more.
Away from the Death Eaters
Covered in white plastic and leather
Harry and Hermione are
Running. Running. Together.
There! So you made it! it wasnt THAT bad was it now? Please tell me what you think. thanks!