I'm 15 years for a moment.
Stuck in between 10 and 20
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are.
We had been fifteen, and madly in love. No one knew it yet. What would people say about us, the Slytherin Prince and a mudblood? Our friends, parents? They would not approve, they would do whatever it took to rip us apart. But we snuck around, and it was all good.
I'm 22 for a moment.
She feels better than ever
And we're on fire
Making our way back from Mars
The war was over, my father in prison, Voldemort was dead. Before the war, I broke your heart. You didn't let me explain, and that broke my heart too. After the war we both worked at the Ministry. Walking in the first day, you dazzled me. You didn't look the least bit damaged, even though the Weasel had broken you. The scars of war were still visible on your face. But they made you more beautiful, darling. Your brown mane had been tamed and you looked every bit the professional. Luck was on our side, the Minister assigned us to the same case. We were the best the Ministry had.
I'm 33 for a moment
Still the man but you see I'm a they,
A kid on the way
A family on my mind
That project worked wonders for us. It brought us back together. Six months after it finished, we were married. I took away your pain, you took away mine. You came to me at work and told me I was going to be father. I was ecstatic. A family, we were going to have a family. I would have a son, someone who I could teach. How to get girls, how to treat them, and how to get a way with magic.
I'm 45 for a moment
The sea is high
And I'm heading into a crisis
Chasing the years of my life
I didn't just get a son. We had twins- Rose and Scorpius. Rose had my blonde hair but it was mixed with your curls. Scorpius was a perfect replica of your chocolate brown hair, except it was strait. They were the Slytherin Princess and Gryffindor Prince. Even when the two of us headed towards midlife crises, we still had that same young love. We had the perfect, most famous wizarding family.
I'm 99 for a moment
Dying for just another moment
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are.
You died 10 years ago love. I miss you. I felt like that blonde man in that cheesy muggle movie "The Princess Bride" you made me watch. He said " Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for awhile." Hermione, I love you. I know you love me too. You're up there in heaven just waiting for me. You won't be waiting much longer. I'm dying love. I don't know what I have. Mixed with old age, the doctor at St. Mungos told me I only have a couple hours left now. But that's ok because I'll be with you soon. I love you .
15 there's still time for you.
Time to buy and time to lose
15, never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live.
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A/N: I have had this song stuck in my head for about a week, because someone keeps playing it before school. I have also been wanting to write a DRAMIONE fic. I have also been toying with the idea of a songfic. Ergo (LOVE THAT WORD) this songfic was born. My beta-Rowena of Naxen- would like every one to know that she is strongly against Dramione but does support Rose/Scorpius (draco's son and hermione's daughter for anti-dh ending people) YAY! please review( i asked nicely). Press that lovely little button down there an i will make you an apple pie!
*baiz tcot*