A/N : I wrote this around 1AM last night, so sorry if it's not that great. At first it was supposed to be a poem, but now I'm not sure what it is. It's from Hermione's POV. Please review, it makes me very happy
You Will Be Alive Once More, My Love
Blonde; blue-grey --
emotions you hide
What are you feeling?
anger is all I can find.
Who are you?
What are you?
Good? Evil? Somewhere in between?
White? Black? Maybe a shade of grey?
Cold beauty--
like a snowy Christmas morning.
Many of the girls
fawn over you, but
you single me out
from all of the others.
Stare at me
Glare at me --
releasing your anger.
You insult me,
break me.
I try to ignore it.
The pain doesn't go away.
Will you ever know,
know how I feel...?
For now, I will continue;
go on with my days,
sneak a glance at you
every now and then,
listen to others say
that you will go dark
if you haven't already.
Only I will know,
that you won't
live up to their expectations.
Like the icy Pluto,
you will reach the Sun,
and be warm and alive
once more.