Just an Ordinary Day
Just a day,
Just an ordinary day.
Just tryin to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky. And as he asked if I would come along
I started to realize-
That everyday he finds
Just what he's looking for,
Like a shooting star he shines.
Hermione Granger walked down the hall with a heavy stack of books in her arms and an equally heavy bag on her shoulder. She stumbled and fell, her bag opening and books flying everywhere. Hermione sighed exasperatedly as people kicked her books around as they changed classes. Hermione looked up to see Harry coming toward her. She gave him a weak smile as he smiled feebly back at her and began to help her pick up her books. Harry and Hermione turned toward the greenhouses. "I wonder what we're doing in Herbology today?" Hermione wondered aloud. "Haven't got a clue." Harry said in return. They continued to walk down to the greenhouses in silence. Hermione wondered why this silence seemed so awkward. She turned to look at Harry and then, for some reason stopped herself. "Where has Ron gotten to?" Harry asked suddenly as they opened the door to greenhouse three and peered inside. Ron was nowhere to be seen. "I thought he said he was headed to the greenhouses," Harry muttered thoughtfully. Hermione was to busy staring at her feet to answer. "Umm....Hermione?" Harry asked. "Whawha what?" she asked suddenly. "Err...nothing." Harry said, not being able to look Hermione in the eyes for some reason, so he contented himself to staring at his feet instead. Ron Weasley entered the greenhouse five minutes later to find both Harry and Hermione staring at their feet. "Is...er... something wrong?" Ron asked suspiciously, "Nope," answered anxiously, happy to have something to break the silence. The both began to talk to Ron at once, so that neither if them was audible. "Oi you two, what did I miss?" Ron asked. "Hermione and Harry blushed and turned away just as Professor Sprout entered the greenhouses.
That night, Hermione found herself being pulled out onto the grounds, to sit in the moonlight, which is something she did seldomly. As she walked out onto the dark grounds, she thought that she should have brought the invisibility cloak, but it was too late now. She wandered down to the tree that her Harry and Ron always sat under. For some reason, she decided to sit in Harry's regular spot rather than her own. She began to sit down. "OW!" yelped a voice and Hermione screamed.
Hermione stood transfixed at the spot where she had heard the voice, she heard muttering and then a shuffling noise and Harry Potter appeared out of nowhere. "Oh my word," Hermione whispered. There was a very awkward silence, worse than the one earlier. "Umm Hermione?" Harry asked quietly. "Yea?" Hermione answered her voice shaking. Harry looked at her simply and said patting a spot next to him on the ground "Sit." As she sat she watched him stare at the stars. "They're so beautiful," Harry said. As Hermione started to stare at the stars, she understood why Harry's life was so good. He lived it to the fullest everyday, something that she needed to work on. He lived everyday as if it could be his last, doing as much as possible that sounded appealing (A/N Do NOT take this the wrong way) to him. Hermione found her gaze being taken from the beautiful sky above to something even more beautiful, Harry. She surprised herself at first as she turned towards him a little but then relaxed and turned towards him. She started at what she saw, the boy who had once been staring so intensely at the stars was now staring deeply at her.
Just a day,
Just an ordinary day.
Just tryin to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky. And as he asked if I would come along
I started to realize-
That everyday he finds
Just what he's looking for,
Like a shooting star he shines.
Hermione Granger walked down the hall with a heavy stack of books in her arms and an equally heavy bag on her shoulder. She stumbled and fell, her bag opening and books flying everywhere. Hermione sighed exasperatedly as people kicked her books around as they changed classes. Hermione looked up to see Harry coming toward her. She gave him a weak smile as he smiled feebly back at her and began to help her pick up her books. Harry and Hermione turned toward the greenhouses. "I wonder what we're doing in Herbology today?" Hermione wondered aloud. "Haven't got a clue." Harry said in return. They continued to walk down to the greenhouses in silence. Hermione wondered why this silence seemed so awkward. She turned to look at Harry and then, for some reason stopped herself. "Where has Ron gotten to?" Harry asked suddenly as they opened the door to greenhouse three and peered inside. Ron was nowhere to be seen. "I thought he said he was headed to the greenhouses," Harry muttered thoughtfully. Hermione was to busy staring at her feet to answer. "Umm....Hermione?" Harry asked. "Whawha what?" she asked suddenly. "Err...nothing." Harry said, not being able to look Hermione in the eyes for some reason, so he contented himself to staring at his feet instead. Ron Weasley entered the greenhouse five minutes later to find both Harry and Hermione staring at their feet. "Is...er... something wrong?" Ron asked suspiciously, "Nope," answered anxiously, happy to have something to break the silence. The both began to talk to Ron at once, so that neither if them was audible. "Oi you two, what did I miss?" Ron asked. "Hermione and Harry blushed and turned away just as Professor Sprout entered the greenhouses.
That night, Hermione found herself being pulled out onto the grounds, to sit in the moonlight, which is something she did seldomly. As she walked out onto the dark grounds, she thought that she should have brought the invisibility cloak, but it was too late now. She wandered down to the tree that her Harry and Ron always sat under. For some reason, she decided to sit in Harry's regular spot rather than her own. She began to sit down. "OW!" yelped a voice and Hermione screamed.
Hermione stood transfixed at the spot where she had heard the voice, she heard muttering and then a shuffling noise and Harry Potter appeared out of nowhere. "Oh my word," Hermione whispered. There was a very awkward silence, worse than the one earlier. "Umm Hermione?" Harry asked quietly. "Yea?" Hermione answered her voice shaking. Harry looked at her simply and said patting a spot next to him on the ground "Sit." As she sat she watched him stare at the stars. "They're so beautiful," Harry said. As Hermione started to stare at the stars, she understood why Harry's life was so good. He lived it to the fullest everyday, something that she needed to work on. He lived everyday as if it could be his last, doing as much as possible that sounded appealing (A/N Do NOT take this the wrong way) to him. Hermione found her gaze being taken from the beautiful sky above to something even more beautiful, Harry. She surprised herself at first as she turned towards him a little but then relaxed and turned towards him. She started at what she saw, the boy who had once been staring so intensely at the stars was now staring deeply at her.