Greetings!
I guess this is the part where I put in the contractual obligatory disclaimer/intro bit.
Well, we all know how much I'd love to claim soul ownership of the Harry Potter books and cast, but unfortunately, somone beat me to it. The actaul paid author. -_-;;;;;;;;;;; Eeeeenvvvvyyyyyy........
Anyhow.... Even if someone bothered sueing me, there's no point because if you put my card in an ATM, you'd probably get a few mothes out of the machine. That's how little cash I've got, so do ya really think it's worth your time? Didn't think so.
This is a kawaii little poem I wrote about Ron from Hermione's point of view, but just to make sure I don't get flamed, I love Hermione/Krum stuff too, I just wrote this before I read the Goblet of Fire, so Viktor-baby wasn't in the picture yet.
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How can I say?
How can I see?
How could I have known that heaven's spoken to me in such a way as this,
That pales all miracles in compare?
Honestly, it doesn't make much sense,
For one so logical to do something so irational
As to fall for such a dear friend,
It seems a betreyal of trust.
Wether conciously or not,
My feelings changed.
It's frightening.
But, at the same time, the most beautiful thing I can remember.
But, for another day,
I can wait.
For another day,
I can pretend things are the same as they've always been.
For another moment to look into clear honest eyes,
As beautiful as the sunrise on the most repleneshing day in reality,
And as crystaline and sweet as rich gems,
Friends is enough.
For another chance to make your laughter ring though the air,
Like the call of a Pheonix,
A laugh to awaken the soul,
Friends is enough.
For another day to spot your flame-red hair amongst the crowd of others,
And feel the electricity at the slightest brush of your hand against mine,
To feel such pain and pleasure in your gentle presence,
Friends is enough.
For a friend as heaven-sent when I was feeling down,
A man of such warmth and waiting,
With the power to capture my attention and love, yet agrrivate me so,
Friends is enough.
For you,
For us,
For the sake of not shattering my heart,
For now, friends is enough.
But for now, friends is enough.
So you don't despise me,
And so I can stay near,
Friends is enough.
But, maybe,
As I hope in the deepest hollows of my heart,
One day, 'for now' won't have to happen.
Maybe, fate will accept us, and things will change.
She put down the parchment, sighing softly, and blowing out the candle.
Sadly, she left the room, quite oblivious to the tiny feather-ball owl looking to impress it's master with mail to deliver....................
I guess this is the part where I put in the contractual obligatory disclaimer/intro bit.
Well, we all know how much I'd love to claim soul ownership of the Harry Potter books and cast, but unfortunately, somone beat me to it. The actaul paid author. -_-;;;;;;;;;;; Eeeeenvvvvyyyyyy........
Anyhow.... Even if someone bothered sueing me, there's no point because if you put my card in an ATM, you'd probably get a few mothes out of the machine. That's how little cash I've got, so do ya really think it's worth your time? Didn't think so.
This is a kawaii little poem I wrote about Ron from Hermione's point of view, but just to make sure I don't get flamed, I love Hermione/Krum stuff too, I just wrote this before I read the Goblet of Fire, so Viktor-baby wasn't in the picture yet.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
How can I say?
How can I see?
How could I have known that heaven's spoken to me in such a way as this,
That pales all miracles in compare?
Honestly, it doesn't make much sense,
For one so logical to do something so irational
As to fall for such a dear friend,
It seems a betreyal of trust.
Wether conciously or not,
My feelings changed.
It's frightening.
But, at the same time, the most beautiful thing I can remember.
But, for another day,
I can wait.
For another day,
I can pretend things are the same as they've always been.
For another moment to look into clear honest eyes,
As beautiful as the sunrise on the most repleneshing day in reality,
And as crystaline and sweet as rich gems,
Friends is enough.
For another chance to make your laughter ring though the air,
Like the call of a Pheonix,
A laugh to awaken the soul,
Friends is enough.
For another day to spot your flame-red hair amongst the crowd of others,
And feel the electricity at the slightest brush of your hand against mine,
To feel such pain and pleasure in your gentle presence,
Friends is enough.
For a friend as heaven-sent when I was feeling down,
A man of such warmth and waiting,
With the power to capture my attention and love, yet agrrivate me so,
Friends is enough.
For you,
For us,
For the sake of not shattering my heart,
For now, friends is enough.
But for now, friends is enough.
So you don't despise me,
And so I can stay near,
Friends is enough.
But, maybe,
As I hope in the deepest hollows of my heart,
One day, 'for now' won't have to happen.
Maybe, fate will accept us, and things will change.
She put down the parchment, sighing softly, and blowing out the candle.
Sadly, she left the room, quite oblivious to the tiny feather-ball owl looking to impress it's master with mail to deliver....................