DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling. The song "We've Got The Knife" and its lyrics belong to AFI.
-- We've Got The Knife --
I court the loveliest of crimes.
Say it as if it were true.
We've got the knife you left behind.
"You followed us last night," he accuses.
"No, I didn't," she lies with a straight face, wondering how how he knew.
"Don't bother trying to deny it," he says, smirking. "We've got the knife you left behind."
Shit. She knew she'd dropped one somewhere.
"The things you did-" he begins, then stops and shakes his head as if to clear it of unpleasant images. She feels a secret thrill at eliciting this reaction from him. "Anyway, it seems your actions have caught the Dark Lord's attention and he has instructed me to bring you to the next meeting..."
She grins.
Turns out you like to play, play with knives
And I hear that it gives you a rush.
-end-
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