Saved from her fairytale

Hi! This is my first Lucy fanfic ever... it was inspired by a review I wrote which is kinda weird... Here's the review!

It's not all happily ever afters though, is it? It's loving and hurting, wishing and flirting with unreality. There are shining castles and broken dreams, and they're nearly all settling. I did enjoy it, it's just not, happily ever after for everyone.

Disclaimer: I'm a curly brunette with height issues.. if this sounds like the (megamegamega) awesome J.K. Rowling to you, then you might want to get your prescription checked.

You believed in fairy tales once upon a time
They were meant to save you from the tedium of your family
They were meant to whisk you away from the boisterous insanity known as the Weasley-Potter clan
Fairy tales let you believe your dreams were real; that he could be your prince
He could belong to you, not her
But then, like all dreams, it had to END... You had to WAKE UP
And then you really saw what you were hiding from
And you wondered if your fairy tale dreams were worth it
Cos when you woke up he came ( not him, he belongs to Rosie, not you little girl, never gonna be you )
And he told you the TRUTH, what your fairy tales blinded you to
You were living in a shining castle ( maybe not, but baby girl, you still gotta dream)
And you had a flowing, rippling stream outside ( except it's not, it's a river, a river of cries and screams, of hurts and broken dreams )
Your gown was sparkling and shimmering and gleamed like shiny galleons ( but you open your eyes and your gowns are rags again, darling, but you're no Cinderella )
Your room was covered in rich velvet and golden drapes, romantic candles burning around ( except baby girl, you know deepdeepdeep down that it's all wrong, cos your room is all beige and brown and sensible lamps )
But your prince was perfect perfect perfect ( but was he really? ) with his tousled blonde hair ( that she runs her hands through ) and his stormy grey eyes, so full of emotion ( but Lucygirl, not for you, never for you ). Tall and caring with biting wit and an intoxicating laugh ( but come on little girl, that's reserved for people who matter, and face it darling, you're not one of them )
He kisses you as you dance around, s t a r r y ~ e y e d ( but with a jolt you realize, this isn't real cos he belongs to Rosie, not you little girl )
He whispers 'I love you's into your ear, making you shiver ( but you know it's a lie, Rose is the one he says this to, and darling, it hurts )
As he ( not your prince, he doesn't know you exist ) tells you these things, you cry cos you want it all so bad, but hun, when do we ever get what we want? ( cos the answer you're afraid of is that you deserve the pain )
And you cry and cry tears of broken dreams and long lost wishes on stars and then warm arms around you

( but they're all wrongwrongwrong, cos they're warm and tanned and your prince is c o l d and white )

and a voice whispering comforting words to you

( but it's the wrong voice, it's all husky and deep but the one you want is smooth and sultry, but it's saying all you want to hear to HER )

and he looks at you, unapologetic for your pain cos he knows ( and you know too ) that he saved you from your fairy tales

( but his eyes are all blueblueblue and what you want is stormy and enticing grey ) but then you look over, and there he is, and he's looking so intoxicating, so forbidden ( so Scorpius ) but he's looking at her and your heart stops ( cos darling, flirting with unreality hurts ).

Then you look up and the boy ( the one who saved you, not the one you want ) looking down at you is all caring glances and smiling eyes ( all LYSANDER ) and suddenly you see ( yeah baby girl, clearly for the veryveryvery FIRST time ) what you mean to him ( it's nice to feel wanted, right darling? ) and you started thinking ( come on girl, it's like dreaming - you're good at that, remember? )
And then you smile at him ( come on baby, work it like your life depends on it - cos darling, it kinda does ) and he smiles back, and you know your place in the world ( it's right here, being adored )

So maybe you're settling. Maybe you're giving up on him ( all tousled and forbidden ) but maybe that's okay

( cos come on little girl, aren't you living proof that happily ever afters aren't real? So just play pretend honey, and smile and wave. Just smile and wave )
And it became RoseandScorpius and LucyandLysander and maybe your prince loves your cousin but you've got your own guy ( and he's sososo real ) and he adores you and that's what matters. So maybe Rosie got your happily ever after but maybe you don't care, cos now you've got a place to belong.
So screw happily ever afters and say hello to real life ( cos darling, it's about time )

~Finis~

Just to clear up any confusion: Scorpius is her 'prince' and Lysander saved her from herself. The brackets are the real parts... like she's waking up, and it's not measuring up.

Also: I do love happily ever afters! I just wanted to try this! So please review, and if you're going to flame, phrase constructively please!

Luv,

Sherbetgirl

(dedicated to my friends Kirsty and Sarah [cos you're awesome] and GoodeSpyYoung {cos I love being your beta ;)} )