I came across
A fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place
We used to love
Is this the place that I've been dreaming ofI look at the signup sheet for the talent show, I nervously pick up a quill and write in shaky printing 'Harry Potter plus one, singing." I smile the talent show is going to be amazing and I had the best sleep last night. I turn around and walk right into McGonnagal. "Ah, Mr Potter, participating in the talent show?" She asks a playful smile dancing across her face. "Uhh... Yeah?" I reply, my response coming out as a question. "Singing? With who? A certain redhead?" I look up at her, "I didn't know Ron could sing." Her eyes fixed upon me, "I was talking about Miss Weasley." My face grows hot, I'm slightly embarrassed. "No I'm singing with someone outside of Gryffindor in order to promote house unity," I tell her before quickly walking away.
"Didn't know you could sing mate!' Ron exclaims in surprise, Hermione smiled at him, "Uh, yeah I started doing it this summer. " I mumbled looking down at my feet, Ron gawks at me but Hermione elbows him in the side. "That's really nice Harry, we can't wait to hear you sing," She says kindly, I smile at her and Ron leaves to shower. "So, does Ron know you're in love with him yet?" Hermione blushes bright red, "I have no idea what you're talking about." She declares I raise an eyebrow at her. "Well," She says, a smirk on her face, "Does he know you're in love with Draco Malfoy?" She asks. I look at her, my mouth agape as the blood drains from my face. She comes over and sits down next to me on a cushy couch. "Harry, why didn't you tell us?" She asks me, a tender tone in her voice.
"I-I was scared 'Mione. I'm sorry." I say apologetically, my lower lip trembling. "You can tell us anything, we're your best friends. We're not here to judge you." She get's up and wraps her arms around me. I wait until she sits back down then I lift up my sleeve and show her the ink on it. She gasps, "Harry what's this?" She asks, her voice high pitched and curious. "It showed up on my wrist while I was with Draco, he has my name on his. We're soulmates," I tell her in a delicate whisper. She looks up at me, a strange glimmer in her eyes. "That's incredible Harry! I assume that you're singing with him tonight?" She asks. I nod and she gives me another warm hug. Afterwards, she heads upstairs and I go down to breakfast.
As soon as I walk in, the writing on my wrist grows warm, I peek at it to see it glowing silver. I look up and I see Draco looking at his as while, we make eye contact and understanding passes between us. It's glowing because our special other is near. I go and sit down next to a slightly damp Ron. I open my mouth to say something to him when another person comes and pushes themselves against me. I look over to see Ginny sitting practically on top of me. "Good morning Harry." She coos, batting her eyelashes flirtatiously at me. I shuffle away from her and closer to Ron, "Uh... Good morning Ginny." I say, unsure of how to discourage her advances. I quickly eat, before heading up to the Room of Requirement to practice with Draco one more time.
-That Evening-
"And our final act of the night," Announces Professor Flitwick, "Mr Potter and guest!" I take a deep breath, before stepping up and starting to sing;
I walked across
An empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth
Beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it makes me completeI look over to where a light turns on, Draco steps out and a collective gasp ensues.
I came across
A fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place
We used to love
Is this the place that I've been dreaming ofMy excitement grows as we go into the chorus:
Oh simple thing
Where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely onAnd if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about somewhere only we know
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we knowComplete silence follows the end of the song, then thunderous applause! Draco and I smile at each other, I look over to where Dumbledore is sitting and I see a frown on his face. He disapproves of our 'friendship', I smirk, look over to Draco and we lean into each other, allowing our lips to collide.
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You Are In Love
Fiksi PenggemarHarry Potter has stopped caring, he does what's expected, and a deep resentment for Dumbledore starts to settle in. His friends are too busy to notice, but somebody does. Will he bring Harry back to life? Is he everything The Boy Who Lived ever want...