A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any related characters
This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Word count: 404
Innocent
a small smile, hidden behind the tears
a small gesture, lost in the crowded station
one still innocent to the ways of the world
one hurt beyond repair searching for his place in this new world
a year betwixt them
a year for him to start to find his way
a year for her to wonder, to dream
of what would happen when she met him.
A chance meeting
early morning
car gone, beds empty
she's glad she's not in trouble
she's irked they didn't invite her
to save the object of her affection
a small crush
makes talking impossible as she
darts from the table with only a
squeak.
Crowded streets
crowded shops
she knows money is tight
and books expensive
she knows the man standing before the crowd
is one everyone looks to
but she doesn't have eyes for him
isn't interested in his deeds in saving the world
no the object of her affection
has dark hair
a small scar
and eyes the color of a pickled toad
she wonders if he realizes how she feels
if only she could find the words
those words come back to bite her
why did she think sending him a
Valentine was so brilliant
why is everything falling apart around her?
The book whispers, calling to her at night
keeping her from sleeping, only she does
sleep, with horrid nightmares and blood on her hands
when she awakens.
Who killed the chickens?
Why are there feathers in her hair?
She longs to confess, knows he could save her
he saved the world after all.
But no, she stays silent
tries to rid herself of the book
she knows it's the book, there's something
dark about it, something wrong about it
Now he has it! No, no, no!
She can't let him become like her
he is still innocent in the ways of
witchcraft and wizardry
no, she tries, fails, succeeds
to get the book back, now it's
her again waking up screaming
It's her again going down the dark
shoot into oblivion.
She wakes in his arms,
a large red bird screaming, singing
overhead.
"I've got you," he's whispering as he carries
her from the wreckage of her first year
a year she'll never forget
a year that changed things forever
cementing the way her heart feels
for the boy who lived,
the boy who saved her
the boy she'll always love.
