AN: The song is Everything You Want by Vertical Horizon. Just a drabble that popped into my head while listening to it. Wrote this in like 10 minutes and it's unbetad, so I apologize for any mistakes.
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She doesn't understand. She should love him. She's supposed to love him.
Somewhere there's speaking
It's already coming in
Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind
You never could get it
Unless you were fed it
Now you're here and you don't know why
She's not really sure how they got to this point. Not the marriage, no, she understands how they got there. But here, in this place where they don't talk anymore, don't touch anymore, don't interact anymore. She's not really sure when their son became their only common ground. Because really, it's for Draco that she holds this together at all anymore. It used to be about Lucius, but it just isn't anymore.
But under skinned knees and the skid marks
Past the places where you used to learn
You howl and listen
Listen and wait for the
Echoes of angels who won't return
She used to think he was perfect – an angel. He was older, but not too much, just enough to make him exciting. With his angel-white hair and his molten silver eyes, he was handsome and charming and everything she was looking for.
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why
He was everything she ever wanted. He was the pureblood aristocrat who knew how to carry himself in every setting: home, work, public. He was graceful and elegant and tactful, everything she strived to be. He was a veritable model of put-togetherness – so much so that he would never deign to use such a word as 'put-togetherness' at all. He would've chosen immaculateness, perhaps, or impeccability. She wanted to be like him. She envied his composed demeanor and silver tongue.
But she didn't love him.
It was the one thing she could never understand. He was perfect. He was hers. But she didn't love him.
You're waiting for someone
To put you together
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another wound to discover
There's always something more you wish he'd say
He doesn't get her. He doesn't understand that she isn't content with coexistence, that she wants love. He doesn't. He doesn't need it or want it. And that, she thinks, might be why she can't love him. She can't love him because he won't love her.
She feels like they are always on the edge of it. That if one of them would say just the right thing, do just the right thing, they might finally find that love she's searching for. But maybe not. Maybe that's just wishful thinking.
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why
But you'll just sit tight
And watch it unwind
It's only what you're asking for
And you'll be just fine
With all of your time
It's only what you're waiting for
But he says nothing. And he does nothing. And so she does nothing. And they teeter on the edge of potential happiness and do nothing together. In this, at least, they are united. United in inaction, she muses. Wonderful.
Out of the island
Into the highway
Past the places where you might have turned
You never did notice
But you still hide away
The anger of angels who won't return
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why
He's everything she wants. But she doesn't love him.
I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time
But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why
And I don't know why
Why
I don't know
He tries to be enough for her. He does all those things for her. He is suave and charming with everyone, but only for her. He tries to be everything. But it never seems to be enough.
