Poet and He Didn't Know It (PG-13)
Title: Poet and He Didn't Know It
Prompt: Poem
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 395
A/N: Written for Checkmated Scribbulous Forum, for honourweasley12
Roses are Red, Chocolate is Brown
So are your eyes
*Crumple*
Your hair is soft, your bum is firm
*Crumple*
I miss you so, it's giving me fits
I miss your smile, I miss your t
*Crumple*
Hermione,
It's our first Valentine's Day together (yes, despite what Ginny thinks, I do know when it is - just never had a reason to care before, is all). I tried to write you some of that poetry stuff you like - go ahead, I'll wait till you're done laughing.
Anyways, I was pants at it. Big surprise. I'm crap with words. - especially ones that are supposed to rhyme. I just don't know the right ones to tell you what you mean to me, to tell you how you make me feel.
You know how I love to fly, it's nothing compared to what it's like to hold you in my arms. Your lips on mine send me soaring, your skin against mine pushes me higher than I've ever dreamed.
The way I feel without you...I can't quite explain. To be honest, there are days I'd gladly never take to the sky again if it meant I could see you, hold you.
I miss everything about you: your touch, your laugh, your voice. Oh God, the sound of your voice. Sighing my name, begging for my touch (Hell, even nagging). There have been too many times when I thought I'd never hear your voice again, either from my own stupidity or the hatred of others.
But this time apart, I know isn't forever. Not like us Hermione, we're forever. From the moment we met, you've pushed me - made me want to be better. When I look in your eyes now, I see myself as the man I've always wanted to be.
Well, sorry there's no poem. I hope you like the chocolate. Can't wait to see you in Hogsmeade this Saturday. I love you.
Ron
P.S. Maybe you better open the other package in private, just in case.
***
My dearest Ron,
Words don't have to rhyme to be poetry. I'm counting the hours until I see you and can thank you properly for your beautiful Valentine.
All my love,
Hermione
P.S. Thank you for the chocolate.
P.P.S. Thank you also for the...other things. I'll be wearing them Saturday (for a little while anyway).
Prompt: Poem
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 395
A/N: Written for Checkmated Scribbulous Forum, for honourweasley12
Roses are Red, Chocolate is Brown
So are your eyes
*Crumple*
Your hair is soft, your bum is firm
*Crumple*
I miss you so, it's giving me fits
I miss your smile, I miss your t
*Crumple*
Hermione,
It's our first Valentine's Day together (yes, despite what Ginny thinks, I do know when it is - just never had a reason to care before, is all). I tried to write you some of that poetry stuff you like - go ahead, I'll wait till you're done laughing.
Anyways, I was pants at it. Big surprise. I'm crap with words. - especially ones that are supposed to rhyme. I just don't know the right ones to tell you what you mean to me, to tell you how you make me feel.
You know how I love to fly, it's nothing compared to what it's like to hold you in my arms. Your lips on mine send me soaring, your skin against mine pushes me higher than I've ever dreamed.
The way I feel without you...I can't quite explain. To be honest, there are days I'd gladly never take to the sky again if it meant I could see you, hold you.
I miss everything about you: your touch, your laugh, your voice. Oh God, the sound of your voice. Sighing my name, begging for my touch (Hell, even nagging). There have been too many times when I thought I'd never hear your voice again, either from my own stupidity or the hatred of others.
But this time apart, I know isn't forever. Not like us Hermione, we're forever. From the moment we met, you've pushed me - made me want to be better. When I look in your eyes now, I see myself as the man I've always wanted to be.
Well, sorry there's no poem. I hope you like the chocolate. Can't wait to see you in Hogsmeade this Saturday. I love you.
Ron
P.S. Maybe you better open the other package in private, just in case.
***
My dearest Ron,
Words don't have to rhyme to be poetry. I'm counting the hours until I see you and can thank you properly for your beautiful Valentine.
All my love,
Hermione
P.S. Thank you for the chocolate.
P.P.S. Thank you also for the...other things. I'll be wearing them Saturday (for a little while anyway).