If Only You Were Mine

If You Were Only Mine

Here I am, once again watching you from the window of my office. It is amazing how you captivate me. Your intriguing smile, your laughter, and the way your chocolate eyes sparkle when you talk are all so amazing. I look out at you, and watch you, sunlight dancing upon your head, as you dip your bare feet into the cool, crisp water of the school Lake. You seem to have not a care in the world, but I know better. I know how much it hurts you to see Harry like this. I know, because I have comforted you many times. Many a night you would come into my office, and I would hold you tight as tears slid down your face, and sobs shook your delicate body.

How often I have wished that you were mine. I wish that I could be more than a friend. I wish to hold you in my arms and never let go. I wish I could shield you from the pain that your heart is racked with. I wish that I could protect you and be there for you always. But alas, it could never be, for I am a mere professor, and you are my student.

You love Harry; it is so evident in the way you look at him. I have seen you do countless things for him, many of which go unnoticed. But you don't care as long as you can be there for him. It hurts you to see him in this much pain, and you wish that you could comfort. Every time he nears death, your heart breaks in two, only to be renewed with hope as he comes back to you. You care about him with every fiber of your being. You would do anything for him. You would probably even die for him. He has your heart in the palm of his hands and doesn't even know it.

You have grown much in the past few years, though no one else has noticed. You hair has transformed from bushy and frizzy to mature ringlets that dance as you walk. You yourself have grown more mature and have a have an inner self-confidence that was not there before. You are able to express your opinions more freely, and care less about what others think. You are developing into a beautiful, intelligent, and independent young woman. If only those around could realize.

Though other boys your age may not notice you, you have a unique beauty that surpasses others by far. The way your eyes dance when you have a question to ask; the swing in your step that declares to everyone that you know who you are; the way you cock your head when listening, as if scrutinizing every little detail. And when you have come up with a brilliant idea, you are absolutely breathtaking.

And though you will never care for me back, I will always love you. I promise that I will always be there, in any way I can. I want you to be happy. If you ever need me, in any way, please do not hesitate to ask, my fair young maiden. Your mere Professor Lupin will always be of service.