Okay so I'd be surprised if people are still reading, I mean I've taken so long, but if you are, here's another chapter (:

i once tried to create
the glow in my heart
that i normally felt when she's with me
but i just ended up giving myself burns

and i tried to brighten up my day
the way her smile used to
but i ended up burning my retinas

people normally go to church on sundays
but i sit at home and look
at my old photograph of her

you see she's just a bit sacred

ohgod, poems? Poems? Since when have I written poems I asked myself as I stared down in disbelieve at what I had just written. I was supposed to be writing a letter to mum and dad to tell then what had happened, but I was to scared, way to scared. I mean what if they disowned me, or refused to talk to me ever again. I loved Hermione, but the possibility of my parents hating me was all to scary.

It had been about a week since we had got together, and it had been the best and worst week of my life, best because I was finally with her, I mean the girl of my dreams the girl I had wished to be with for so long, and she loved me, so much. Worst because I had to keep it secret, I mean it was agonising not being able to grab her hand as we walked down the corridor together, or just kissing her whilst we curled up by the fire in the common room after dinner.

A pair of slender arm hugged me from behind and I immediately tensed up,

"guess who," a voice whispered in my ear, I relaxed as soon as I recognised that it was her, she kissed my ear while I packed up all my parchment, and then tugged my hand and took me to "our sofa" by the common room fire. The common room was empty considering it was lunch time on a Saturday, so we didn't have to pretend that we were just friends.

I sat down and pulled her into my lap, the buried my face in her hair and breathed in my favourite scent of her. I felt her smile,

"What's wrong muffinpie?" she asked me with a tone of worry in her voice. I groaned at her nickname for me and then shook my head indicating that nothing was wrong. She put her index finger under my chin then pull my head up so that I was face to face with her.

"Come on Gin I know when you're upset? Is it me? Have I upset you?" she asked even more worried that before. I shook my head violently, then gave in with a sigh.

"It's not you Mione, you know I love you, it's just…well I'm scared of what mum and dad will say, I mean I know they love me but I don't know how they'll react to this, and I don't want then to hate me," I whispered.

She looked at me with sad eyes and nodded in understanding.

" I know what you mean babes don't worry, you don't have to tell them straight away, we'll them eventually and I'm sure they'll be okay with it, I'm sure it'll be fine," she smiled at me with such warmth and compassion that I could help fall in love with her all over again. I got up suddenly and I walked over to the table I was working at before. She looked at me completely puzzled.

"I love you and I need my parents to support me through that, I can't wait, waiting won't do anything, I'm writing to them now, hopefully I'll get a reply," I said to her with a determined expression on my face. She looked at me and for a moment her eyes glazed over, then without warming she sprung herself on me and pressed her lips against mine with such passion and fire it scared me.

20 minutes later and I had finished the letter and we were sitting snuggled u by the fire, simply enjoying each others company. Let's just hope I'd be able to do that once I got the reply from my parents back

okay so this is chapter 6, for those of you still with me can't thanks you enough, I've been busy with exams and my poetry writing [for anyone who would like to read my poems tell me and I'll give you a link when I reply to your comments] umm hope you liked it (:

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