Chaapter 3.5 (too small to be an actual chapter )
Words that bring joy, a poem of pure love
Hermione woke up the next day, remembering Harry's sweet kiss, her head was spinning, was it with surprise or something else? Anyways, she looked into her hand and spotted a small piece of paper folded into it she read it carefully.
Dear Mione,
I was up most of the night thinking this up for you, its a poem, so ermmm I hope it doesn't sound too corny....
Love
My heart, my desire, my hope, my power.
The love, the trust, not even a single ounce of lust.
My heart weeps what your soul keeps.
The power of hope, the power of love,
You Hermione are my angel send my above.
You keep me happy, though this poem may sound sappy.
When you cry, my soul wants to die.
Your tears bring out my fears.
Your smile makes me light
For that smile I would fight, a million fights.
You are caring, your kind heart is sharing.
My love for you, hopefully never makes you blue.
It takes all I have to share this with you.
Maybe one day I'll hear these words for you
as I say them now, my heart thumps, my hands shake
My skin is pale, Miss Hermione Granger, whatever I do, I do it for you.
Love forever,
Harry -
Hermione looked shocked at the poem, it may of not been the best, but it definately had meaning, she could feel the power of his feelings from the poem, he poured his sweet love into it, his love wasn't false, it was true, she recitied the words.
"Whatever I do, I do it for you."
(A/N: I am working on chapter 4 now....... bah LOL my head hurts anyways I hope you enjoy I was never really a poet)
Words that bring joy, a poem of pure love
Hermione woke up the next day, remembering Harry's sweet kiss, her head was spinning, was it with surprise or something else? Anyways, she looked into her hand and spotted a small piece of paper folded into it she read it carefully.
Dear Mione,
I was up most of the night thinking this up for you, its a poem, so ermmm I hope it doesn't sound too corny....
Love
My heart, my desire, my hope, my power.
The love, the trust, not even a single ounce of lust.
My heart weeps what your soul keeps.
The power of hope, the power of love,
You Hermione are my angel send my above.
You keep me happy, though this poem may sound sappy.
When you cry, my soul wants to die.
Your tears bring out my fears.
Your smile makes me light
For that smile I would fight, a million fights.
You are caring, your kind heart is sharing.
My love for you, hopefully never makes you blue.
It takes all I have to share this with you.
Maybe one day I'll hear these words for you
as I say them now, my heart thumps, my hands shake
My skin is pale, Miss Hermione Granger, whatever I do, I do it for you.
Love forever,
Harry -
Hermione looked shocked at the poem, it may of not been the best, but it definately had meaning, she could feel the power of his feelings from the poem, he poured his sweet love into it, his love wasn't false, it was true, she recitied the words.
"Whatever I do, I do it for you."
(A/N: I am working on chapter 4 now....... bah LOL my head hurts anyways I hope you enjoy I was never really a poet)