Secrets

Secrets

"Hermione, can I speak with you?" said Ron and a low nervous voice. Hermione sitting in a plush chair by the slowly dieing fire looked up to Ron. A look of impatience in his eyes.

I have to live with myself and so

I want to be someone myself wants to know.

I want to be able as days go by,

Always to look myself straight in the eye.

I don't want to stand with the setting sun,

And hate my self for the things I've done.

"Sure, Ron I'm a little confused why do you want to talk to me?" A look of worry in her chocolate brown eyes... "Is everything ok?"

"Come on, Hermione, don't ask questions." Ron grabbed Hermione's hand forcefully and helped her to her feet. "Put on a cloke it's windy out."

"Okay," she whispered, more to herself than anyone.

"Come on, let's go." He walked out of the Common Room and down the hall without waiting for Hermione. She ran to catch up with him and said nothing to him.

I don't want to keep on a closet shelf

A lot of secrets about myself,

And to fool myself as I come and go

Into thinking that nobody else would know

The kind of man I really am;

I don't want to dress my self up in a sham.

"Let's go for a walk out side, okay?" said Ron in a stern voice.

"Okay." They walked in silence for a long time; they were at the edge of the lake. Ron's face was the same color as his hair, but his crystal blue eyes were avoiding Hermione at all cost. Then he looked straight in her eyes and their eyes locked but said nothing.

I want to go out with my head erect,

I want to deserve all men's respect;

But in the struggle for fame and wealth,

I want to be able to like myself.

I don't want to look at myself and know

That I'm a bluster and bluff and empty show.

"Okay, Hermione, let's stop. We have to talk. I don't think I could go on without telling you this, Hermione..." said Ron with no emotion in his voice, or his eyes, but his face was still red.

"Ron, what is it? You can tell me anything...please." More worry took over her voice as he stopped talking. She tried to get him to look at her again.

I never can hide myself from me,

I see what others may never see.

I know what others may never know,

I never can fool myself and so,

Whatever happens I want to be

Self respecting and conscience free.

"Hermione, I can't go on like this...I've had some hard thinking to do... and it's even harder to say...I want to see other people." Their eyes locked for one more time, no emotion in his eyes and wells of tears flowing from hers. She ran off in the direction of the castle. As Ron walked off in the other direction, towards the Forbidden Forest.