Slytherins are familiar with my "Slytherin-Pride" poetry, but I thought I'd try and post something of a Ron/Hermione fanbase. It's a paradoy (of sorts) of Brad Paisley's "Little Moments" country song. It's told from Ron's point of veiw. I hope you like it.

Little Moments

Well I'll never forget the first time that I heard
Stupid Malfoy say those unkind words.
He was making fun of Hagrid, and Hermione,
just slapped him across the face.
She looked so mad, but her eyes were sad,
And her tears I could not trace.
That I couldn't
Find words of love,
Or the courage to embrace.

I live for...
Little moments...
like that.

Just like that year, that dumb club "spew"
No one would join, that she knew,
But she tried to sign them up.
She called to each House, "help my cause"
Those stupid buttons, the late night meetings,
And I tried not to let her see...
Me laugh.

Yeah, I live for...
Little moments...
like that.

I know she's not pureblood, but how boring would that be?
And I smile as she tries to hard,
to be perfect in front of me.
It's the things only I notice.
It's her "suttle" big demands.
When she's hurt herself or needs some help,
I get the chance to hold her hands!
I live for little moments like that.

When she's trying to get her homework done,
In the common room late at night,
She falls into a hasty sleep,
Curled up, it just seems right.
and I want so much to peek at her work, because my grades are bad,
But she looks so peaceful, so darn beautiful,
I'd hate to wake her up.
I live for, little moments...
When she steals my heart and I want so much to show it!
Yeah, I live for little moments like that.

I live for...
Little moments...
Like that.