[Wishes]

All characters are J.K. Rowling's.

Okay. If you were expecting a rhyming poem, you are WRONG. This does not rhyme. Very little of it rhymes. practically none. LOL.

They are in their fifth year, and this has nothing to do with any of my other fanfics.

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Hermione:

He sits there,

By the window,

Looking sad and forlorn.

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He sits there,

While others are playing chess,

And reading books,

Or doing something else.

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He sits there,

Like an outcast,

As though we shun him,

But all that is not true.

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He sits there,

And keeps quiet,

Looking out of the window

Sadly.

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He sits there,

Watching the sky,

And as a shooting star passes by,

I wonder:

What is he wishing for?

What is he thinking about?

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He sits there,

And I wish I could go up to him

And hug him in my arms,

And he would be safe and warm.

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He sits there,

And when he turns to me,

I blush

And know that what I wish for cannot come true.

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Harry:

I lie in my bed,

Thinking about her,

And the way she looked at me

Just now.

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I lie in my bed,

Thinking about Ron,

And how he had become my best friend,

Four years ago.

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I lie in my bed,

Thinking about my parents,

And why they had to leave me

That fateful night, many years ago.

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I lie in my bed,

Thinking about Voldemort,

And how he had risen,

Just the previous year.

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I lie in bed,

Thinking about my life,

And how lucky I am to be protected wherever I am

Since the day I was born.

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Ron:

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It is so easy to see,

That Harry and Hermione like each other.

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It is so easy to see,

The way they look at each other.

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It is so easy to see,

They attract each other like North and South poles of a bar magnet.

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It is so easy to see,

Everyone can see it.

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It is so easy to see all that,

But why don't Harry and Hermione see it?

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