In the Beginning by CranberrymHey! Hey Granger! The boy was running through the halls, chasing after the sixth year prefect with the extremely curly hair. The other students looked at the younger boy quizzically, wondering what he wanted of Hermione Granger.May I help you? Hermione said, dropping down to eye level with the short third year. She hadnt heard the boy calling her name; it was Harry who informed her. He and Ron were standing next to her crouching form, waiting so they could all go to class.He little boy blushed. Um, your scarf fell outside by Hagrids hut. I just wanted to return it to you. What if you got cold? It is pretty chilly.Why thank you! But I thought I didnt have it with me just now. Hmm, surprising
She wondered, with a tiny smile on her face.Well, The boy started. I might have found it outside the Great Hall earlier. The boy said shyly.Hermione found this little boy very cute. She knew that Har
Denial by CranberrymelonI hold your word far greater than mineBut you dont care about thatIm not sure what I have done to make you not want meBut Ill try to get you by my sideI dont know what it was that made me thinkThat you were the only girl for my lifeMaybe I just couldnt deal with the thoughtOf you with another groupBut there you areAlways on his shoulder, in the center of their friendsYou left us on the other side of the waterAnd it will never be parted againBecause now we only see you when he comes near usAnd you have left us all togetherI thought that I could really handle itBut it only makes me want you moreThat we two are supposed to be togetherAnd not you with himSo that the next time that I see you on his armIll know that you are just in denialPlease take me back . . .