I show not your face, but your hearts desire: Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on woshi
Looking in the mirror, gazing at my reflection, I see me, normal, no, not the A+ student or the 110 percent correct me, but Me, no books, no prefect badge, no head girl badge, no homework, just me, Harry, Ron and me, detention, for dungbombing Snape's office again. That is what I want to be. A Marauder, not caring about rules or homework, an unruly Quidditch player. Not the Never Broke a school rule in my life Granger. But Carefree Granger. I look up, I see Ron, pushing Harry aside, taking me to a corner and he starts kissing me. I kiss back, suddenly, I, the real me, feel an warm hand on my shoulder, Its Dumbledor, he's caught me, I'm in for it, 50 points from Griffindor for being up in the middle of the night I except. No, nothing, just a smile and the twinkle in his eye he winks at me. I start to cry, he offers me a handkerchief. It's lavender, and smells of lavender. The outside is done in silver writing, Hermione Anne Granger it says. "Come, it has been a long night," he says, and leads me out the door
A/N: I don't feel like writing a Disclaimer and ruining the " Mood" Review if you want me to write another, slightly humorous sequel, about what every one else sees. So, Review, And Shannon Cooper, watch out... I'm on to you...
Looking in the mirror, gazing at my reflection, I see me, normal, no, not the A+ student or the 110 percent correct me, but Me, no books, no prefect badge, no head girl badge, no homework, just me, Harry, Ron and me, detention, for dungbombing Snape's office again. That is what I want to be. A Marauder, not caring about rules or homework, an unruly Quidditch player. Not the Never Broke a school rule in my life Granger. But Carefree Granger. I look up, I see Ron, pushing Harry aside, taking me to a corner and he starts kissing me. I kiss back, suddenly, I, the real me, feel an warm hand on my shoulder, Its Dumbledor, he's caught me, I'm in for it, 50 points from Griffindor for being up in the middle of the night I except. No, nothing, just a smile and the twinkle in his eye he winks at me. I start to cry, he offers me a handkerchief. It's lavender, and smells of lavender. The outside is done in silver writing, Hermione Anne Granger it says. "Come, it has been a long night," he says, and leads me out the door
A/N: I don't feel like writing a Disclaimer and ruining the " Mood" Review if you want me to write another, slightly humorous sequel, about what every one else sees. So, Review, And Shannon Cooper, watch out... I'm on to you...