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If you have EVER read my poetry… by now, you should know it never rhymes. This story is the thoughts of Ron and basically what Hermione does to him.

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Merely a Figure in Disguise



It had to have been

At that time of night

When roses and daisies

Smelled so sweet

And your brown hair waved in the wind

As your blue eyes sparkled



You put a hand on mine

I breathed in and out

It was the night

The night before the wedding

But all would change

In fact, it would by tomorrow

The day I was to be wedded

Would be of much sorrow

Because I would walk into my room and see my soon to be wife

In bed with another man

I did not lose control

I did not say a simple Hello

Instead I think of what I did

As I sit in this jail cell with thoughts in my head

I remember taking out a gun and pulling the trigger

And shooting her lover right in the head



My fault?

Yes

And No

She was merely a figure in disguise