You Are In Love

Teardrops on my Guitar

Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky 'cause

I walk into my first class, Potions, and I go to take my seat next to Draco, but Professor Snape stops me, "Just a moment Potter," He says, I suppress the urge to groan and I walk towards him, "Yes Sir?" I answer politely, "The Headmaster wishes to see you immediately," He hands me a note. I open it and it reads; 'Harry my boy! I hope you had a good summer, I'm surprised you haven't come to see me yet, which is why I wish to summon you! Hope to see you soon, Headmaster Dumbledore.' I crumble up the note and I stuff it in my pocket. "Aren't you going, Mr. Potter?" I shake my head no, "It's not urgent sir, I would much rather be here learning." Snape turns around, but I swear that I saw him smile.

I look over next to me, and I see Draco with a dazed expression on his face. "Are you okay?" I ask him. "No. I'm in love." He says, my heart shatters, "Oh." I say, trying to cover the disappointment and pain I'm feeling. I barely manage to do my potion correctly, and I leave to go to the Room of Requirement. I can't go to my next class, he's in it. I pick up a guitar, a beautiful wooden instrument. I strum it a few times to make sure that it's in tune, and it is. I take a few deep breaths, relaxing on a wooden chair. I strum and I start my song.

True looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about,
And she's got everything that I have to live without.

True talks to me, I laugh 'cause it's so damn funny
That I can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

Of course, he doesn't like me, of course, he has somebody else. Doesn't it always happen like this, Harry Potter has to save the world but can't have a thing I'm tired of it! I sit down, seething in rage, when a House Elf appears in front of me, scaring the living daylights out of me. "My apologies Master Harry Potter. Master Dumblesdore wantis to bes seeing yous." The House Elf says, before disappearing. This is the final straw in my shitty day! So I go up to his office, where I find him waiting for me. "Ah, Harry my boy. Good to see you!" He says cheerfully, "Good afternoon sir." I say, in a coldly polite manner, slightly pissed at his informality. "I wanted to speak to you, about the war. I think that we should send you away for the rest of the year to train-" I interrupt him, trying to keep my calm and obviously failing,

"No Sir! I absolutely refuse! I am not stopping my education for this ridiculous war movement! Well, I don't believe that killing people with muggle blood is okay, I do not agree with everything you believe in. Not all dark wizards are evil! I have dark magic as a Parselmouth, but I'm certainly not a murderer." I take a deep breath, "You, on the other hand, have murdered, have put an innocent man in jail for thirteen years, without doing shite! So no Sir. I refuse. Furthermore, I have decided to be neutral in this war!" I exclaim loudly, before storming out of his office, not missing the look of surprise on his face.

On my way out, I run into Snape, a look of absolute astonishment on his face. He opens his mouth, and says in slow surprise, "10 points to Gryffindor Mr. Potter." I grin up at him, surprise taking over my features. He shows me a small smirk in the corner of his mouth. I walk into my common room. "Hey, Harry! Want to work on some homework?" Ron asks me. "Sorry Ron, I've already finished it. I can stick around and help you if you want?" I say to him, "Sure Mate! Thanks!" He says grinning up at me. I sit down proud of standing up for myself, still upset about the whole Draco situation. I'll see him tomorrow for practice.