Rating: PG-13, if not PG
Disclaimer: If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times. These guys so do not belong to me. No matter how much I daydream.

*****

I hate mornings. They involve too much effort.

Too much effort to open eyes, stretch, be bothered to get out of bed, when it is obviously more comfortable here with you.

That said, opening my eyes is a good thing, not only to see you, but also the sunrise.

Like I said, it is waay too early.

I am tempted to wake you, show you the morning, but today I am just contented to look. And you are such a grumpy sod in the morning, you are. So I'll just watch you.

I never knew there were so many colours in a person's hair. Yours changes as you move, in a violent contrast to my own boring black.

If you were awake, after grousing about it being too early, you would ask what on earth I was on about, that I was rambling nonsense.

I probably am.

You alone kept me same through seven years of Hogwarts. If you hadn't been there, I shudder to think what I would have become like.

Hermione probably.

No, that's not fair. Academia suits Hermione. It's just not my cup of tea.

You know, I really thought you were in love with her. That you'd have he 2.5 children, the dog, and probably the cat and owl too.

'Us', therefore, is still a constant surprise, and still a source of wonder. At first, I worried about competition from Hermione. Became distant, to you and her.

It was time for a Hermione-lecture.

I shall never forget it till my dying day. Two hours! I don't think she stopped for breath either.

But it opened my eyes to what we had - and what I had nearly lost.

It took the two of you to show me what friendship should - and could - be.

You taught me to open up, not to be afraid of friendship.

Taught me to trust you.

Showed me how to trust, how to care, how to worry about people. (You'd kill me if anyone found out, but you worry about everyone. A real motherhen.)

You taught me how to love. To believe in love.

I owe you everything. And now it's my turn to give.

And I think I'm going to start with a midsummer morning wakeup call.....