Author has written 9 stories for Harry Potter.
HEY EVERYONE, I JUST WANT TO LET YOU KNOW THAT ALL OF MY STORIES EXCEPT "WHY DO YOU FLY" AND "THE SESSION" ARE UP FOR GRABS...I CAN'T CONTINUE THE REST OF THEM, AND I FEEL HORRIBLE ABOUT IT BUT PLEASE E-MAIL ME IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE THEM!!!!
Hermione/Harry shipper all the way...
The music starts, no one around to watch,
The music starts and wants to dance,
The music starts dying when it sees no one,
Dying like the wind current,
Dying like the tree leaves,
Dying like the roots of rhythm,
No one, the wind, leaves, and rhythm, is there,
No one, the current, tree, and roots, is there,
No one, but the girl, one small girl,
There she sits feeling the dying wind,
There she sits under the dying tree leaves,
There she sits waiting for the dying roots of rhythm,
Where is her music?
Why did it leave if she is there?
Who will start her music to allow her ear to hear?
The flute hears her wonder,
The violin hears her loss,
The harp hears her need
And the horn starts to sing,
And the drum starts to beat,
And the trumpet starts the melody,
Dancing around, her dress flies,
Dancing around, her face lights up,
Dancing around, her heart brings the music to life,
To hear her sing, the flutes whistle softly,
To hear her hum, the horn sings with her,
To hear her smile, the music dances too,
Together, the girl and music dance,
Together, the wind, leaves, and rhythm rebirth,
Together, the music is alive, when there is not no one, but a small someone.
Never let your heart go to an unknown someone, because you only have one per lifetime... (me)