DISCLAIMER: That one word really just says it all, eh? (This applies to both J.K.R.'s Harry Potter, and Rhianna's We Found Love.

A/N: YIPPEE! Another song fic! Its been a while, and the first time I heard this song, the image of Harry and Ginny kissing in the middle of DHP2, during the war, popped into my head, and I couldn't resist. By the way, Chapter four of Magic, Marauders, and Other Misdemeanors is about two thirds of the way done, and will be up SOON! :) Enjoy!

Yellow diamonds in the light
Now we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive

I watch as her fingers twist that strand of hair, the one that always refuses to stay in a ponytail or behind her ear, and always ends up tickling her freckled cheek.

That strand of hair has been killing me for the past weeks.

I struggle with myself as my eyes lock on hers.

They are not just brown: They are a rich chocolate, rimmed with an almost topaz line. I discovered, just weeks ago, that I could turn them almost fully that color, and I itch to do just that. My hands twitch, my lips tingle, and my breathing wavers.

No.

I can't. I ended it. I have a job to do, I have to...what was it again? I ask myself as I watch yellow diamonds dance through her eyes in the firelight.

We stand next to each other in the Weasley's living room, utterly alone, a hairsbreadth away, our flickering shadows overlapping in an X. I have never felt more aware of myself, of my body, of every nerve ending, every beat of my heart. Never so alive.

Horcruxes, I remind myself. Horcruxes.

It's the way I'm feeling I just can't deny
But I've gotta let it go

I know now that no matter what, I have to make clear my feelings. I need her to be here when I come back.

If I come back.

But I also need to let her go.

If you really love her, set her free. You know she loves you if she stays right where she is.

We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

Standing in the heat and light of the crackling fire, all other spaces seemingly invaded by the pitch-darkness of midnight, my fingers close over hers. Our hands fit just so, exactly how I remember. We don't look at each other, though,

"One thing, Ginny," I say softly.

One thing before I go.

One thing to fight for.

One thing to hope for.

"Just the one?" she inquires of me. Her tone is light, but I know her too well. She won't cry, but her emotions beg her to.

"Just the one," I assure her. Somehow, she knows exactly what I mean - I am sure of it. "I love you."

I realize its the first time I've said it.

She echoes, "I love you."

I realize its the first time I remember someone saying it to me.

Shine a light through an open door
Love a life I will divide
Turn away 'cause I need you more
Feel the heartbeat in my mind

Here was a clear opening for more: A hug, a kiss, something final.

But, I realize, that is the last thing I want. This will not be the last time I say those words to her, I vow. No closure. No finality. A divide for a time, because I love her too much. A parting to fulfill a destiny. My heart pounds and I can almost hear hers, feel it in her chest when our bodies are pressed together.

I need her to live.

So I let go.

So I turn away.

It's the way I'm feeling I just can't deny
But I've gotta let it go

As I walk away from my love, my footsteps echoing on the stairs, I think, Just for a time.

Horcruxes.

Horcruxes.

The word beats against my skull, reverberating in space that seems unable to be filled by anything else.

Just for this, just for now, but all these justsmust end someday.

I remind myself that that is the very reason I am leaving.

We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

Yellow diamonds in the light
Now we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine

We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

While all around us swirls fear and pain and despair, I will cling to this memory, this hope, to Dumbledore's weapon. I will cling to love, and pray it brings us through.

We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

A/N: Hope you enjoyed, I love writing it. Comments and suggestions are welcome, flames will be ignored, and...you know the drill!

~Ari