Warnings: swearing, SLASH (nothing graphic)

Disclaimer: Sadly, I own nothing. Not this song, not these characters, nothing but my lovely imagination and my laptop.

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See You Again

I've got my sights set on you and I'm ready to aim.

There you go. Walking down the hall. With him. You think I don't see you, but you're wrong. I know where you are. I'm waiting for you. I'm prepared to make you mine.

I have a heart that will never be tamed.

I get this irrational jealousy in my chest when you're with anyone else. Even if you're just friends. Anyone who's closer to you than me, it drives me insane. I thought the monster in my chest was bad enough in 6th year, but now it's gotten 20 times worse.

I knew you were something special when you spoke my name.

"Harry!" you call out to me when you spot me. I shiver at the sound of my name coming from your lips. God, I remember the first time you said my name. When we decided to start over. To be friends. First, I said, we should call each other by our first names to establish familiarity. Best decision I ever made in my life. I almost went into a catatonic shock. That was when I knew. I knew you were the one. You'd be mine one day.

Now I can't wait to see you again.

"I was just coming to find you," you tell me. "Hermione wanted to talk to us about the next project." I answer you as politely as always. It must've been the right thing to say, because you smile and nod, and say, "Alright, I'll see you after dinner then. Bye, Harry!" You walk away from me, and this time I let you go without following. After dinner. That's in a couple hours. I'm already missing you. The wait will almost kill me, but it'll be worth it once I set my eyes on you.

I got a way of knowing when something is right.

It's finally after dinner now. We're sitting in the Community Common Room. Brilliant idea of Hermione's, that. No more war. House Unity. I knew it was a perfect idea. How could it not be? Me and you, sitting here, together on this couch. Most perfect thing I've felt in my life. It's meant to be.

I feel like I must of known you in another life.

Your eyes sparkle as you talk about the upcoming House Unity project. It's so weird, how you get so excited about these things. And how I agree enthusiastically with everything you say. Some people can't believe how you've changed. How we've both changed. How we sometimes finish each others' sentences. But I love it. We get along so well now. It's almost like I've known you my whole life. And maybe even before that.

Cause I felt this deep connection when you looked in my eyes.

You're leaning over your papers, excitedly discussing. "Don't you think so, Harry?" you ask me. You tilt your head up to see my response, I turn to answer you, and it happens. Our eyes meet. The world stops. That moment in time, it could've been 5 seconds, it could've been 5 hours for all I know. All I know, is that that is the moment that I, Harry Potter, fell in love with you, Draco Malfoy. It was like love at first sight, because it was the first time our eyes met. Oh I felt for you before. It was merely lust. A need to claim you. But now, I know it's love. I want to be yours, for you to be mine, and for us to be together, forever. I never before realized how expressive your eyes were. They used to be cold. A dark gray. Now they're warm and loving and caring and oh so expressive. Sparkling silver. I feel like I could read your every thought and emotion if I were to continue staring into your eyes. But I can't. I look away. And, of course, I agree with whatever you've asked. Once again.

Now I can't wait to see you again.

"That's great!" you answer me. You go on normally. As if we didn't have the most earth-shattering moment of our lives. But that's ok. You're making yet another meeting for our joint project. This time, it's not till tomorrow. But now that I have the memory of your eyes to keep me in stead, and my newfound love, I know I'll make it. Until then, my love.

The last time I freaked out.

It's finally tomorrow. Time to meet you. Ron's with me, something about having to ask you a question. I'm not entirely sure, but it doesn't matter. He'll be leaving as soon as he finds out what he needs to know. Ah, there you are now. I see you walking towards the door with him again. I know, it's just Blaise, he's only your best friend. But still. You say goodbye, and then, he does it. Something unforgivable. Horrible. I can't even begin to describe how I'm feeling. He kissed you. On. The. Lips. My mouth opens. I'm gaping at you. You just look at him, bemused, not even angry. I want to cry. I don't know what to do. Should I act like normal? But how can I, after my heart's been ripped out of my chest, stompedonmutilatedcutintoamillionpieces. My mouth opens to say something, then it closes again. You've done to me what Voldemort couldn't even do. You've broken me down.

I just kept looking down.

You finally approach me and Ron. I can't even look at your face. My head down, eyes looking at the ground. I never noticed how dirty it was. Isn't Filch supposed to fucking doing his job and cleaning the fucking floors? I don't normally swear, you know. But I need to keep my mind off of what I just saw. So I stare some more at the floor. And continue to cuss mentally. You give me and Ron a greeting. He answers you. My eyes are glued to the floor. I know I'll really break down if I look at you.

I st-st-stuttered when you asked me what I'm thinkin' bout.

"What's on your mind, Harry?" you ask me. Great. My name from your mouth still gives me shivers. And it's my name. Which means I need to answer. I can't let you know anything's wrong. So I open my mouth. "N-n-nothing." Good. I did it. I said something to you without bursting into a million tears, even if I did sound like Quirrel from first year in the process.

Felt like I couldn't breathe.

Oh no. Now you're looking at me strangely. You actually look concerned. Bastard. You can't act like you care. Not when you don't. Oh, fine, I know you do. We're just friends. Nothing more. Why is my chest still aching at that thought? I need to get over it. Big breath in. Big breath out. Relax, Harry. Oh no, it's not working. I just keep picturing the same scene, over and over again in my mind. Blaise leaning in to give you a kiss. Oh no, oh no, oh no. Now my mind's running away from me. You're accepting his kiss. You moan into his mouth, your hands entangled in his hair. He pins you up against the wall. You kiss until you run out of breath. Then you pull apart, you flutter your eyes and look up at him, and you say, "I love you, Blaise." That's it. I've officially stopped breathing. I'm hyperventilatingIwanttoscreamohmygofcan'tbreathei'mgoingtoexplode.

You asked what's wrong with me.

Your eyes widen as you take in my appearance. Ron also looks over at me. He has that look. He knows what's wrong. You ask me, tentatively, "Are you alright, Harry? You seem out of it."

My best friend Leslie said, "Oh she's just being Miley."

I'm still in breakdown mode, so I can't answer you. I wonder what you're thinking right now. Me, just standing there, eyes open wide in shock, seemingly not breathing. You look like you're about to do something obscenely Muggle, like snap your fingers or wave your hand in front of my face. But then Ron jumps to the rescue. He's the best friend I'll ever have. He knows how I feel for you, and while he may not understand it, he supports it completely. So before you can say or do anything else, Ron lets out a little laugh and says, "Oh, you know Harry. Always blanking out or zoning off somewhere. Actually, he does look a bit peaky. Maybe you guys can meet tomorrow?" You both look at me for confirmation. I nod.

The next time we hang out.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow, I will see you again. It will be the two of us. Alone. I will not make a fool out of myself. Even if Blaise takes right there in front of me—Oh please God no not if you have any semblance of love for me—I will act like a normal human being. Well, as normal as can be. You'll see.

I will redeem myself.

I will redeem myself. I will atone for my actions today. My new mission: To make you fall as utterly and hopelessly in love with me as I have with you.

My heart, it can't rest till then. Oh, oh oh oh.

I will not stop until I have completed my mission. I know that I will succeed. If I can be the Boy Who Lived, then surely I can be the Boy Who Persevered. The Little Engine that Could. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.

I, I can't wait to see you again.

You'll see. Our next meeting, it'll start. I can't wait.

I got this crazy feeling deep inside.

Flash forward tomorrow. We've finished discussing the new project. Thank God Blaise wasn't there to see you off. I may not have survived, even with Ron for moral support. We're heading back to our respective common rooms, when you grab my arm and say, "Wait, Harry." I freeze. You're touching me. Voluntarily. I swear, this has never happened before. Surely I'd remember a touch as wonderful as yours. Only your hand on my arm, yet more intimate than any other touch I've received. I'm experiencing the most passionate emotion from your one simple touch. Oh, if only feel more of you against me, your body hot against mine. But now's not the time. I turn around to face you.

"Yes, Draco?"

When you called and asked to see me tomorrow night.

You look at me. You seem to be almost at a loss for words. "Well…I was wondering, Harry, what will you be doing tomorrow night?" You shuffle your feet, and look down, almost as if you're embarrassed. And is that a slight tinge I detect on your cheeks? Well. Everytime I think you put me into the biggest shock ever, you do something else.

I'm not a mind reader, but I'm reading the signs.

Now, I may not be an expert in relationships, but even Ron would be able to see what's going on now.

That you can't wait to see me again.

You can't wait to see me again.

I break out into a huge smile.

A/N: Woo! My first songfic, and my first completed fic! So what do you think? I was gonna do the whole song, but then I wrote that last line and I just thought it was a great ending. Maybe rest of song could be like a second chapter? Gives me your thoughts!

Thanks!

A/N 2: Ok, I've decided to do the rest of the song. I guess I'm just procrastinating from my other story lol. The rest of the song is almost done. Should be posted completed soon.

~truehdlove