Hermione's first considerations of Ron. Please R&R!
Light my lantern, sing sweet songs
Glowing softly as if to blush
It won't be burning very long
A flickering, fiery, hot red crush
Hurry up and blow it out
You're burning like a candle whick
You'll dissapear, he'll take you out
Hurry, hurry! Quickly! Quick!
Solid to liquid, and then you're gone
Only fire can change your form
But to only feel the wind, your turn
For fire burns, but at least it's warm