When I was your man

Hey lovelies!
Guys this is my first attempt at Hinny so plz go easy on me. And this beautiful songs 'when I was your man' belongs to the amazing Bruno Mars and all the characters in this story belongs to the talented J.K. Rowling.

His eyes were stinging with tears while he watched her laughing because of him, while his hands were wrapped around her. The realisation that she was with someone else was killing him. He just wanted to wrench her back in his arms and tell her how sorry he was, how he wanted her more than anything.

He moved towards them with a heavy heart. She turned back and her eyes met his.

"Oh! hey Harry," Ginny smiled towards him. His heart broke a little more to see the light in her eyes, Hermione told him how the light from her eyes completely disappeared when he broke up her, But Dean brought it back. His love brought it back.

"Hey Ginny." He gave her a small smile.

"Hey Harry." Dean moved his hand towards him expecting a hand shake.

He stared at his hand for a second or two and then shook it.While shaking hands with him the realization dawned onto him that this was the hand which now touches her.

"What took you so long Harry?" Molly asked.But how was he supposed to answer that question? How was he supposed tell her that he was not able to gather the courage to see her daughter again, after so long?

"Nothing I was just a little busy." He lied.

"So now when you are here lets start the bonfire," Said George. He called everyone out.

Almost everyone was out when the 2nd person he missed the most came out, Hermione. Yeah, Hermione decided to leave and go to America, when Ron cheated on her, she was heartbroken even more than him probably because she lost her baby during the whole drama. But they stayed in touch and she was the only person who knew how much he regrets his decision of leaving Ginny. But Hermione found a guy named Jacob in the States and now she's engaged to him, and is all happy.

When she saw Harry she left the guy's side who she was walking beside before and ran up to him and enveloped him in a bone crushing hug. A few tears leaked his  eyes while he hugged her back, He missed her.

She pulled back and smiled up at him and dragged him towards her fiancee for an introduction.

At last they were all settled, in front of the fire. all the couples snuggled into each other, making him feel even more miserable.

Molly was talking and everyone else was listening except, Harry because he was looking down at his hands, lost in the world of thoughts.

"Harry, Harry!" He looked up.
"Yeah?"
"Are you ok? I called out your name almost the sixth time now." Hermione said.
"Yeah I am fine."He smiled a little.
"Well ok, so Harry will you sing for us?" Hermione asked.
"A song?" She nodded.
"But-" He was interrupted when George spoke.
"No buts. Here you go you can have my guitar." George handed him the guitar.

Harry's POV

I looked at Ginny who nodded her head telling me to go on.
"Ok then."I  took a deep breath and started singing.

Same bed but it feels just a little bit bigger now
Our song on the radio but it don't sound the same
When our friends talk about you, all it does is just tear me down
'Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name.

I opened my eyes and looked at Ginny, who was also looking at me with eyes wide open. My heart beat was fast. She probably knew the reason behind me choosing this song.

It all just sounds like ooh, ooh ooh hoo hoo
Mm, too young, too dumb to realize
That I should have bought you flowers
And held your hand
Should have gave you all my hours
When I had the chance
Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance

But I knew that flowers were not what she wanted. All she wanted was for me to be there for her. To hold her while she cried, to be with her during a storm. To just be with her.

Now my baby's dancing
But she's dancing with another man.

And it was breaking Me to see her with someone else. To see her spending a life with someone else which we once dreamt of.

My pride, my ego, my needs, and my selfish ways
Caused a good strong woman like you to walk out my life
Now I never, never get to clean up the mess I made, oh
And it haunts me every time I close my eyes

I hate myself for what I did to you, to myself...to us. I hate myself for being an ass that was too consumed into himself. I failed to realise, that if I was suffering after the war so were you. That you needed me to be there for you. To be the one to hold your hand when you were breaking. That they were all my deeds that pushed you away. That my words and actions kept on pushing you away. Thinking that you would never leave, thinking that you would never leave my side even if I left, you will still be there. I hate myself for being so selfish.

It all just sounds like ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Mm, too young, too dumb to realize
That I should have bought you flowers
And held your hand
Should have gave you all my hours
When I had the chance
Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance.

But what truly made this a tragedy was the fact I could never clear up this mess. That I could never pick up the broken shards of our love, without wounding myself.

Now my baby's dancing
But she's dancing with another man

But it doesn't matter now, because there is no us left. You have built that us with someone else. Some one has entered her who would actually be there for her. Some one who would listen to her. Someone who would hold her while she cried. Who would love her in all the ways that I failed to do.

Although it hurts
I'll be the first to say that I was wrong
Oh, I know I'm probably much too late
To try and apologize for my mistakes

I looked up locking eyes with her. And directing my words towards her and I hope she hears the honesty in my voice. That I am sorry. That even though it's too late and I can't get you back but still I am sorry for causing you so much and for not giving you the love that you deserved.

But I just want you to know
I hope he buys you flowers
I hope he holds your hand
Give you all his hours
When he has the chance
Take you to every party
'Cause I remember how much you loved to dance
Do all the things I should have done
When I was your man
Do all the things I should have done
When I was your man

All the while I sang my eyes were connected with her. No regard to my surrounding. Everyone faded, my words were just for her. My voice almost breaking, as I remembered all the times we have spent together. But today I will not be selfish but I will think about you that I hope he never makes the same mistakes. And lose the most beautiful woman in the world.

As the song ended we were both staring at one another we both had tears in our eyes. And only then I was snapped back to reality when Dean called Her. And Ginny looked at him. All her attention on him. I faded away like all others as if I was just like all others but I guess I was as he had taken my place. I lone tear rolled down my cheek as I realised that I gave up my position to him willingly.

Not able to take this anymore I got up and left. And when I up in my room. I stared at the ceiling. Cursing myself all the while I cried.

And I sang in my broken voice,

When I was your man.