A/n- An anti-sonnet I did for school

Summary: poem! Although this is not centered around any particular characters, I was reading Draco x Hermione fanfiction before I wrote this.

Waking From That Dream

If you knew what terrible thought I had…

It must have been a dream, I am so glad!

I loathe the every fiber of your being…

Oh why these thoughts I must have of you now?

Your ironic meanness; red I am seeing.

You are a danger I am drawn to… how?

Oh now I see the game you are playing…

There is enchantment in what you’re saying.

When you laugh I see the boy I might know,

Layered behind a cloak of dank darkness.

Your voice, a murmur, is so sweet and low,

Perhaps in haste I misjudged your sweetness.

Oh why pretend? Now you enrapture me.

I was so wrong, of that, oh can’t you see?

fin