Author's Notes:
The poetry tag must have been created for a reason, right? If you hate this, please feel free to tell me so but if you like it in any way, I must credit girl7 who said: "...if I start drinking now and keep writing, god only knows what I'll end up with. A haiku about JK/JH's forearms or something." So I wrote the first one. But it looked lonely and begged for a friend. And that was all it took.
Disclaimer: Repeat after me: these are only fictional characters, they do not belong to us, they are fun to play with and we promise to return them, intact, when we're done.
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Fingers, wrists, forearms
Muscular, shirt cuffs eased up,
Long, lean, inspiring.
His lips pressed to hers
Breathless, we watched, enraptured.
Fanfic frenzy starts.
Didn’t marry Roy,
Didn’t call Jim, doesn’t know
What the hell she wants.
He took the transfer
He waited for her to call
She dropped the ball. Oops.
She answered the phone
He joked, they laughed, she choked, “Bye” -
Did anything change?