Disclaimer: I wish to high heaven ( no offense, God) that these characters all belonged to me, but.... no such luck. Kudos to Miss Rowling for her vivid imagination
Rock Steady
Our love is rock steady
rock steady
rock steady
(Hermione's POV)
'He is so hot' I thought, just watching him bent over his guitar. I was falling in love with Harry Potter. That was the first time I realized it, and I didn't try to stop it from going out of control. I just didn't think ahead to a time when my lust might overcome my common sense, and now I know I should have. It might have saved our friendship.
Love is like a punishment
Homegirl here to represent
So innocently
You seem to come my way
While Tinkerbell
And cupid play
I began to watch him everyday after that, and believe me, not only was he hot at band practice. He was just so- (dare-I-say-it) sexy. And I couldn't get over it. Those eyes. Oh, the eyes. It was contagious. It all started around fifth year, when he got serious about his music and I got serious about my singing and Gin got seriously obsessed with Dean, and a lot of other things. Ron was feeling seriously left out, so we formed a band. Just like that. It was actually his idea, I think, and a good one at that.
I knew for a fact that Ginny still had feelings for Harry, so I hesitated to tell her. Our first gig was at the Yule Ball, when we played our first song, "Defeated". With me wailing into my mic, Harry strumming away, and Ron beating the crap out his drumset. And Ginny swooning in the front row. It was just so incredible. The lights, the crowd, everything. And as I sang out the first line, the butterflies disappeared, and I knew it was where I belonged.
They sit there
And they laugh
I sit here and
I can't believe my
eyes
If only
I'd last
But we're too human to see
The way we'll agonize
( Harry's POV)
She was beautiful, and she was friendly, and she was-great. But only as a friend. I had never thought of her as anything else until she brought it up. And even then, I have to admit it actually freaked me out a little. I even started to like the idea a bit. When she pounced on me, I was willing, but I certainly wasn't ready. If I had been, I wouldn't have hurt her the way that I did. But the past is in the past and now she wants nothing to do with me. That's the thing about chicks. You can't ignore them, but you can't smother them. I know only a few guys who've gotten through a relationship without getting told off, and they're gay.
When she first told me how she felt, I swear I thought she was kidding. So I laughed. And she ran away crying. I couldn't figure out why the Miss Know- It-All who acted like the mom I never had was suddenly confessing to me that she loved me passionately. And it was scary, too. And something to make me think until my brain hurt like hell. Literally.
A real love survives
A rock steady vibe
A real love survives
A rock steady vibe
Ron was no help. He thought I was kidding. He was pissed off for a while, and it made me mad that he was mad, and the whole thing escalated out of our control and it ended in a fight in the mud. But that's another story.
It was actually mostly his fault, considering that he never told me how he felt about Mione, so I had no idea how he'd react to the fact that she fancied me. After I assured him it was the gospel truth, he just exploded in my face. I mean, red face, angry gestures, lung- painful yelling, the whole enchilada. And the effort of trying to hold in what I wanted to say to HIM, well, I'm sorry to say that I blew up, and screamed over him, and said such hurtful things that I never meant to say that he shut up and his face got all screwed up and I think honestly he was about to start crying. We made up, eventually, but I can't ever forget the time when I felt like I'd lost both my best friends.
Please R&R!!!
I love you.
-Supah Chic