Weasley And A Malfoy

my scrapbook tells the future and forced to sing

Alexas pov

Hey fred george can i talk to you guys i say clutching my scrapbook i turn to the bookmarked page they look at it

FLUERS DELACOURS AND BILL WEASLEYS WEDDING

Has this happened yet fred asked no i say because fluers not dating anyone since she made a promise to me also look at this one

Fred and george weasley year 4 or 5

Man we look good george said you slammed the book closed and hit george with it several times and said "you idiot looks dont matter" "dont you get it georgie" "the scrapbook tells the future boys ill be back " "where are you going" "room of requirment" when i get to the room i open the door i sit down on a stool and grab a microphone and start singing

White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
'Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
'Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
For angels to die

When i finish singing i hear clapping i look up to see professsor McGonagall she says your gonna sing for the school tonight yes professor i say i grab my stuff and walk into the great hall i feel people staring at me my guitar on my back i pull up a stool and sit i conjour a microphone McGonagall says something to Dumbledore and he nods he then speaks "students we will have a song for you tonigh by miss alexa malfoy please give her a round of applause"   he says clapping the students clap i turn towards the microphone i begin singing

Say something, I'm giving up on you
I'll be the one if you want me to
Anywhere I would've followed you
Say something, I'm giving up on you

And I... am feeling so small
It was over my head
I know nothing at all
And I... will stumble and fall
I'm still learning to love
Just starting to crawl

Say something, I'm giving up on you
I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you
Anywhere I would've followed you
Say something, I'm giving up on you

And I... will swallow my pride
You're the one that I love
And I'm saying goodbye

Say something, I'm giving up on you
And I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you
And anywhere I would've followed you (Oh-Ooh)
Say something, I'm giving up on you

Say something, I'm giving up on you
Say something