If I held you, would you hold me?
And keep me warm and safe within you?

Hermione Granger wrote out the words,
Yet she knew they wouldn't do.
The words did not fall out
The way they usually did
She wanted to shout it from the roof-NO!
Kepp it tight within a lid
Perhaps tell him to his face-NO!
Be subtle, yes!
Why couldn't she figure this one out?
This love was such a mess!
With books she was safe and sure
In her zone, persay
But this kind of love was foriegn
She'd felt it not ONE day!
She knew she longed to feel his touch
To be right with him
She wondered how he didn't know
Could my love be that dim?
Her man did naught but shine!
And as for his body...
Well he was just plain fine!
Although he had a little frame,
Ms. Granger sure could tell,
She knew that when he bulked up,
He'd be as fine as.... welll....



Don't know who it is yet?
Here is a riddle composed by Hermione herself. And here is her only clue: Use the Phone!


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