TIME IN A BOTTLE

By Echo Smythe

Copyright Ó October 2002

DISCLAIMER: In my perfect dream world, these characters and places would be mine and mine alone. This is not a perfect dream world, however, and I did not create any of the people or places in this story. That wonderful credit belongs to Ms. J.K. Rowling. I do not own the rights to any of the people or places in this story. I am simply borrowing them. I also do not own any of the lyrics to the songs included in this fic. Proper credit is given after each song title. Please do not sue. I am a poor college student, and I swear I'm not making any money off of this story.

RATING: PG-13 for language, violence, and some adult content.

DEDICATION: This fic was written in loving memory of Michael. On October 9, 2000, he gave his life to save his friend's. I miss him. 215 Forever.

Due to circumstances which occurred during the writing of this fic, it is also in memory of "Maypole Joe," who left this life in September of 2002. May Cancer never take another before his or her time, and may you be at peace now.

Finally, it is for Joe's wonderful ex-wife Jackie, to remind her to stay strong.

BASIC IDEA: Hermione and Ron admit their true feelings for each other during their fifth year at Hogwarts, and this is a quick look at various things that happen during their relationship.

Please R/R. Thanks!

Time In A Bottle

Words and Music by Jim Croce

Copyright © 1975 Jim Croce, Atlantic Records.

If I could save time in a bottle

The first thing that I'd like to do

Is to save every day

Till Eternity passes away

Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever

If words could make wishes come true

I'd save every day like a treasure and then,

Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time

To do the things you want to do

Once you find them

I've looked around enough to know

That you're the one I want to go

Through time with

If I had a box just for wishes

And dreams that had never come true

The box would be empty

Except for the memory

Of how they were answered by you

But there never seems to be enough time

To do the things you want to do

Once you find them

I've looked around enough to know

That you're the one I want to go

Through time with