REFLECTION
Look at me
You may think you see who I really am
But you'll never know me
Hermione sat in her dorm looking out the window at the Qudditch practice that was in progress. Ron and Harry were down there but she could care less about Harry. It was Ron she liked. But neither of them had ever noticed her. And so she pretended to be strong and pretend as if it didn't matter. It did. It was as if she didn't exist.
Ev'ry day
It's as if I play a part
Now I see
If I wear a mask
I can fool the world
But I cannot fool my heart
It had been a year. Still, Ron didn't notice her. She'd even tried to make him jelous by going out with a boy from Ravenclaw for a while but all he did was tease her for dating a smart-ass.
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
She had begun to change. Her feelings for Ron had not lessened with time as she had hoped. They'd increased and now that she was in her seventh year, she knew that if any thing was going to happen, it was going to have to happen soon.
I am now
In a world where I have to hide my heart
And what I believe in
But somehow
I will show the world
What's inside my heart
And be loved for who I am
For five years, Hermione had worked at the ministry and dated a few men. Last she'd heard, Harry was playing Qudditch and Ron was turning out to be a very successful merchant. He owned a Qudditch shop. Hermione was glad that he was happy now. A lot of money and a steady girlfriend. Sure, She'd dated a little but HE was always on her mind.
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection someone I don't know?
Must I pretend that I'm
Someone else for all time?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
A few years later, she heard that Ron had gotten married. She was invited to the wedding but had not felt she could stand going and used a trip to America as her excuse. But now, she'd met a man who was the only one to come close to taking her heart. And as time went by, he would always be there for her. Even when she told him how she felt for Ron.
There's a heart that must be free to fly
When she got married at the age of 34, her heart still belonged to Ron and yet her husband understood that. He felt the same way about another. It was a marriage for convince.
That burns with a need to know the reason why
Why must we all conceal
What we think
How we feel
Must there be a secret me
I'm forced to hide?
For years she lived in her unhappy, unsmiling, and unyielding world. Relentless. It was all getting to be too much. Her son was three and her husband was almost as unhappy as she.
I won't pretend that I'm
Someone else
For all time
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
One day, she knew she could not hide it ant more. Or going on living like this any more. One night as the house slept, She packed a few things and slipped out into the world to find out who the girl in her mirror was. And why she was crying.
a/n: all the people belong to JKR. The song belongs to Christina Aguilera. please give me
some reviews on this. Give me pointers on how to fix it or give me ideas for new stories
you'd like to see. so, go review. And thank you to animegirl. the only person who reviewed
my last story... *hint hint*
Look at me
You may think you see who I really am
But you'll never know me
Hermione sat in her dorm looking out the window at the Qudditch practice that was in progress. Ron and Harry were down there but she could care less about Harry. It was Ron she liked. But neither of them had ever noticed her. And so she pretended to be strong and pretend as if it didn't matter. It did. It was as if she didn't exist.
Ev'ry day
It's as if I play a part
Now I see
If I wear a mask
I can fool the world
But I cannot fool my heart
It had been a year. Still, Ron didn't notice her. She'd even tried to make him jelous by going out with a boy from Ravenclaw for a while but all he did was tease her for dating a smart-ass.
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
She had begun to change. Her feelings for Ron had not lessened with time as she had hoped. They'd increased and now that she was in her seventh year, she knew that if any thing was going to happen, it was going to have to happen soon.
I am now
In a world where I have to hide my heart
And what I believe in
But somehow
I will show the world
What's inside my heart
And be loved for who I am
For five years, Hermione had worked at the ministry and dated a few men. Last she'd heard, Harry was playing Qudditch and Ron was turning out to be a very successful merchant. He owned a Qudditch shop. Hermione was glad that he was happy now. A lot of money and a steady girlfriend. Sure, She'd dated a little but HE was always on her mind.
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection someone I don't know?
Must I pretend that I'm
Someone else for all time?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
A few years later, she heard that Ron had gotten married. She was invited to the wedding but had not felt she could stand going and used a trip to America as her excuse. But now, she'd met a man who was the only one to come close to taking her heart. And as time went by, he would always be there for her. Even when she told him how she felt for Ron.
There's a heart that must be free to fly
When she got married at the age of 34, her heart still belonged to Ron and yet her husband understood that. He felt the same way about another. It was a marriage for convince.
That burns with a need to know the reason why
Why must we all conceal
What we think
How we feel
Must there be a secret me
I'm forced to hide?
For years she lived in her unhappy, unsmiling, and unyielding world. Relentless. It was all getting to be too much. Her son was three and her husband was almost as unhappy as she.
I won't pretend that I'm
Someone else
For all time
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
One day, she knew she could not hide it ant more. Or going on living like this any more. One night as the house slept, She packed a few things and slipped out into the world to find out who the girl in her mirror was. And why she was crying.
a/n: all the people belong to JKR. The song belongs to Christina Aguilera. please give me
some reviews on this. Give me pointers on how to fix it or give me ideas for new stories
you'd like to see. so, go review. And thank you to animegirl. the only person who reviewed
my last story... *hint hint*