You Are In Love

I Want to Break Free

I want to break free
I want to break free
I want to break free from your lies
You're so self-satisfied I don't need you
I have got to break free
God knows God knows I want to break free

Harry's Dream

"Wormtail," Calls a raspy voice, "Call a meeting. I want the most loyal here only." The servant goes off to do as told. "Nagini, there is a spy amongst us." He says, beckoning you forward, "We will dispose of him immediately." His attention gets diverted to the followers that have come. "Rogers, come forward," He demands, "Crucio." He casts a spell, the Death Eater screams in pain, "You have betrayed us all," Your master declares, "Avada Kedavra."

I wake up, my friends standing over me, my throat feeling raw. I blush, embarrassed, I must've been screaming. "Are you okay mate?" Neville asks me, the others looking at me in concern. I nod, "Sorry for waking you up." I croak, my voice hoarse. "It's okay. Just glad you're okay." Says Dean. I shrug, my scar stinging, I close my eyes and go back to sleep. The next morning I wake up exhausted. My roommates don't look much better. We all go down to breakfast in a blur. I sit down, and start playing with my food, I know that I need to eat, but I'm really not hungry. I look up, and smile at Draco, he smiles back at me. I get a warm fuzzy feeling when he looks at me.

I'm not paying attention to anything when the whole Hall goes silent. I look up to the teachers' table, and I see Dumbledore standing up there. "Good morning students!" He says, he gets a mumbled good morning in return, "The members of the faculty have decided to host a talent show in honour of the new school year." He declares the hall goes up into an excited whisper, he silents us, and continues, "Sign up will be in your common rooms, this talent show is open to only sixth and seventh year." A few disappointed looks are shared amongst the younger years. He sits back down and I get up to head to my first class, today its Defence Against the Dark Arts.

I walk into class early once again, I look around and see that I'm the only one here. I take a seat, and Remus walks in soon after. "Oh! Hello, Harry! I wasn't expecting to see you here so early." I smile up at him, "Yeah, I finished breakfast early." I respond. He takes a seat across from me. "Are you okay Harry?" He asks me. "I-I just can't believe that he's gone," I tell him, my voice cracking. "He'll always be in our hearts, Harry. His death wasn't in vain, and we mustn't forget it." He says, pain soaking his words. He's lost all his best friends. I get up and I give him a hug. Afterwards, I take my seat and the rest of the class comes in and sits down.

I make my way down to lunch with Ron and Hermione, "Guys," I say, "I'm going to go to the bathroom. I'll see you at lunch?" They nod and I make my way to the bathroom. On my way out, I run into Draco. "Hello." I greet him shyly. "Hello, Harry." He responds. "Are you going to participate in the talent show?" I ask him. "Maybe," He reply's. "We could do something together?" I ask him, my voice hopeful. "That would be fantastic. It would also be a surprise." Draco agrees, "Do you want to meet in front of the room of requirement after dinner tomorrow to practice?" He asks. I nod, and we walk down to lunch. "What took you so long mate?" Asks Ron, "Oh, got caught up helping someone." I answer.

The rest of the day goes by quickly, after dinner I head up to the Owlery to visit Hedwig. I'm just outside of it when I hear somebody talking to themselves. "Who does he think he is anyway?" Exclaims the voice angrily. "Dearest son, we are happy to inform you that you will not be returning to Hogwarts after Christmas break. We have found you a respectable wife, and you will assist the Dark Lord. Love, your Father." I probably shouldn't be listening, but something in this person's voice is very familiar. "He's no Father of mine. You will get what you deserve, Lucius Malfoy. How did he even get out of prison? Hopefully, Mother is alright." It's Draco! There is no way he won't be finishing Hogwarts! Not if I have any say in it!

I quickly deflate, realizing that I don't have any say in it what so ever. I'm about to walk in when he starts to sing. His beautiful angelic voice making the song sound like magic its self.

I want to break free
I want to break free
I want to break free from your lies
You are so self-satisfied I don't need you
I have got to break free
God knows God knows I want to break free

I've fallen in love
I've fallen in love for the first time
And this time I know it's for real
I've fallen in love, yeah
God knows God knows I've fallen in love

I find myself wondering if he has actually fallen in love and if it could possibly be me. I shake the thought from my head, knowing that it's probably not that. "Oh Father," He sighs, "I've fallen in love, and you won't like him. But I don't care, because I hate you, Lucius!" He says angrily, ripping the letter to shreds and throwing out of the window. Then he starts sobbing hysterically, his cries shaking his whole body. I walk up to him, "Draco? Are you alright?" He wraps his arms around me, I instinctively hug him back, attempting to mask my surprise. Maybe he really does like me, I do know, that I've fallen hard for Draco Malfoy.