I Want You
My first Fanfic, i know, you hear that a lot, but i seriously have never written one before, so i would take any advice given and any help offered will be a great help.i own none of these characters that u recognize that were created by the genious mind of JK Rowling, if u don't recognize one such as Mia Potter, then i more than likley made the character up. this is a song fic inspired by the Savage Garden song, I Want You. (for those who have never heard of the song before, it has a very fast beat) the plot takes place near the end of Harry's 7th year. The war is raging but the women (minus Harry's twin sister Mia) were to fight in later times when the men had killed off many of the death eaters. Voldemort is still alive, unfortunatley, and Severus Snape and Draco Malfoy have finally pledged their alleigance to the side of good. Oh, and for a little twist, Voldemort is their uncle, and Molly Weasley was Lilly Potter's sister, and Lucious is James Potter's half brother. And of course, since Neville Longbottoms an awesomely cool character, i had to make him into a cousin of theirs too, but only by marriage.
The spell hit Harry square in the chest, and nearly topled him over, had Mia not seen the spell in advance sent another one his way to break his fall. Neville Longbottom, fighting Lestrange, yelled over his shoulder if he was alright. Harry, still pretty winded, recovered fast and nodded while sending a leg-binding curse toward Wormtail, trying to prevent themself from killing him.
Stabalizing himself for a moment, he nodded and kept fighting his way to Voldemort. He looked over at Mia and remembered how he found her. She was wearing nothing but black, and paler then a ghost. She had been beaten beyond his belief. She caught his glance and telepathed him saying "Just keep moving Harry. The sooner we kill dear 'uncle' voldemort, the sooner u can go home to your fiencee', so keep going!!"
He had been fighting for that girl. He had been fighting for the world, in fact, but mostly for that one girl. He couldn't keep that girl from his mind. He missed her brown worry filled eyes, and he missed her bushy brown hair. He missed Hermione Jane Granger.
He had finally told her how he'd felt all those years with her. He had confessed to her in the Gryffendor common room, with noone in the room. Nothing else happening in the room. Not a sound except the radio playing. He remembered the song that was playing. It was one of his ultimate favorite muggle songs. It was I Want You by Savage Garden. He hummed it to himself and thought of the words.
Anytime i need to see your face
i just close my eyes
Harry had closed his eyes and imagined Hermione where he had last saw her, taking a deep breath
and i am taken to a place
where your crystal mind
and magenta feelings take up shelter
in the base of my spine
sweet like a chica cherry cola
i don't need to explain
i just hold on tight
Harry gripped his wand and moved foward
and if it happens again i might move so slightly
to the arms and the lips and the face
of the human cannonball
that i need to i want to
come stand a little bit closer
breathe in and get a bit higher
you'll never know what hit you
once i get to you
Ooo i want you
i don't know if i need you but
ooo i'd die to find out
Ooo i want you
i don't know if i need you but
ooo i'd die to find out
Harry stoppped humming the song to watch his surroundings.
Harry glanced over at Ron and Mia and Draco (Mia fighting thier Uncle Lucious with Draco behind his father, tying him up with a binding curse, and Ron batteling Karkaroff) and nodded at them, and then Mia knocked out Lucious and ran quickly over to Harry, knowing what she was after. He then glanced over at Neville, who had, somehow just as quickly, wrapped up Lestrange just as quickly and was now standing by his side. They arranged themselves around, to where Mia was in the middle, Harry on her right, and Neville on her left, and their wands at the ready. Ron, Seamus, Dean, George Weasley, Bill Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Percy Weasley, and Draco Malfoy circled around, stunning and fighting off any on-comming Death Eaters on foot, while the adults (professors Moody and Lupin and Snape, Mr. Weasley, and many others led by Oliver Wood), circled above their heads on brooms, signaling if anything was coming from afar. They kept marching through the battle field, but even at a seriously dangerous time like this, his mind kept wandering to Hermione...
flashback
"Hermione, i love you"
"Harry, i no you do, and i love you too"
"then say you'll marry me, Hermione."
the song reached the middle of the chorus
"Harry, you know why i can't answer you"
"please, Hermione, i love you"
"i will marry you, but only if you promise to return to me safley, you got that Harry? You have to return to me safley, so hold on to that ring as to remember me and your promise, but yes, i will marry you Harry"
"thank you, Hermione, i love you"
"i love you too Harry, i always have, and i always will"
as Harry slipped the ring on her finger, he said, "wear it until i leave, but you must promise me that when i do leave, you will never fall for another unless i turn up dead."
"i couldn't even find another that i love even half as much even if you were dead, Harry, so yes, i promise" she said, tearfully
the song was nearly over when he lay her down, kissing her, and making her moan slightly
flashback ends
The group above flew at a v shape which reminded Harry of the first time he went to Grimmauld Place. They were signaled by the point of the group, Oliver Wood, that there was trouble that lie ahead. Sure enough, they saw the dark mark in the sky about a mile and a half away. Mia cast the spell to put the good mark in the sky as well: the Pheonix.
The point of no backing down had come and went, and people that surrounded and sheltered the three seventeen year olds made a half circle around them, half enclosing them. The death Eaters, immediatley filled the other half, leaving Voldemort standing by himself. The adults that were flying in the air landed straight behind Neville, Harry, and Mia in a straight line, but left a moderatly large space in between: this was their fight, they had gotten them to where they needed to be.
Neville spoke first. "So, you didn't chicken out, you owe me five knuts, George" he added witfully
Voldemort just smiled a horrible smile and said with a his, "Now why would i just give you the war when i could just kill you, and enjoy it? You honestly didn't think that i was just going to hand everything down and give up did you?"
Harry spoke next, "of course not, Uncle Voldemort, now what's the fun in that? Whatcha got for us today, more bombs??"
"No, Harry, those were too easy for you to dodge, and Neville was the one who didn't notice them off the bat, ah, doesn't matter now does it? After the war, nobody will dare speak your name, for it will be me who they all bow down to."
Mia smiled and stepped foward, "We'll see who wins, but now, if we spend this whole time chatting like old married couples, then how will we ever know? Honestly, you boys talk way too much."
"You happen to be right on one thing, Mia, we need to finish this, but i am not the only one who talks to much. I quite remember a young Weasley by the name of Fred, is it? yes, Fred whimpered and cried and begged for us to spare him the agony, which i was only too happy to ablidge." Voldemort added with a sickening laugh.
At these words, George had to be held back by Oliver Wood, Ron (who was quite tempted to try to kill the sorry bastard himself), and Professor Snape.
"Ahh, yes, dear old Severus Snape, protecting your students? You were always a coward, yourself, you know. You never once said it, but i could tell...oh yes, i could tell. You were afraid, and mostly, you couldn't even look me in the bloody eyes!! No matter, I guess you will be punished yourself after the war. And you, Draco Malfoy, ahh, have you realized which side you should be on by now? because you are standing on the losing side at the moment, and because of your father, and ONLY because of your father and his faithfulness will i give you a second chance, if you choose to accept it, come over here...look, over there, what have you got? you may have us out numbered, but remember what we have got? We have got power."
"Yes i do know what side i am standing on, and i am completley content over here, and never in a million years will i even ever plan to think of returning over there. And as of your question: i have friends here. friends who are a lot smarter than you think, in fact, i didn't even have to tell them, most of my information was usless to them, because they already knew, and as for the father thing, i have no father, and if you were referring to the usless excuse of a man, look where he's wound up, knocked out, gaged and tied up, and if my mother had any bloody brains at all, she'd beg for forgiveness over here. You say power is the highest thing, that it is exactly what people need, but your wrong, power didn't win the war 17 years ago, and it's sure of a bloody hell not going to win the war now. so if that's all your offering, there's my answer." Draco said curtly.
At these words, Harry had to smile. He had always thought Draco to be a prat, and a worthless one at that, but he had been of great value, and had turned out to be a really great friend. He couldn't help but glance over at him and smile, because he knew exactly how Draco felt, and he knew that Draco would never back out on the Light side, especially when Draco smiled back and gave the thumbs up.
Mia's POV
She just had to giggle a little about what Draco said. It was hilarious, because he had been standing right behind his father when she had knocked him out. In fact, he had been the one to tie and gag him and laugh. He knew what an idiot his father had been, but of course, he had basically disowned his father even before his father disowned him. It was rather humerous because when Draco gave Harry the thumbs up, Harry had telepathed her: laughing.
Then she looked back at Voldemort. Dear Uncle Tom. How she hated that man. She couldn't help but think how much hell he had given her her whole life. Harry said he'd went through hell with the Dursleys, but he had fully admitted that he didn't know what hell was until you lived with Voldemort. Harry had told her all the stuff the Dursleys had made him do, and starving him and what not, but then she only had begun to tell him what she'd been through, when he had stopped her and told me that he'd rather not know, which she laughed at.
She stole a glance at the man standing behind her, however. The strong, hot man. Even his name was hot. Oliver Wood. His broad shoulders and his firm abs could easily be seen through his sweaty shirt that just...wait...
She shook herself of these thoughts. It was certainly not the right time for those kind of images in her mind. She had to fight Voldemort. Even though she had never told Oliver how she felt, and vise versa with him, she sorta knew that he knew how she felt.
When she had finally shaken her mind of these dirty thoughts, she watched as Neville and Harry stepped up beside her, and then she said, "Well, since tonight isn't when we have to kill or be killed, this is just another petty battle, however, i will not go easy on you Voldemort, and I don't think niether Neville nor Harry will disagree with me, so lets cut the chit chat and get straight to the point shall we?"
Neville had spoken up, "Yes, Voldemort, I agree with Mia, lets just get straight to the point."
It was Harry's turn to speak up now, "Yeah, don't expect us to go easy on you just because you're old and becoming usless...so, lets make it short and sweet, shall we?"
"Fine, but that just means i won't go easy on you either, bloody kids. I guess the only thing left to say is...ADVARA KADAVARA!" Voldemort hissed.
"Rictus Empra!!" The tree teenagers yelled in unison, sending Voldemort hurtling through the air, and dodging his killing curse.
"Wow, i am a bit disappointed uncle Voldy!" Harry mocked. "That was only too easy! Surley you will get up and fight, even if it is just a fruitless attempt. At least give us something to work with!!!" Harry laughed.
Harry was right, that was way too easy. Something was up. Then it hit her. She whipped around to see a pale man with snake eyes and slits for a nose standing right behind her. I had tried to say a spell, but Voldemort was too quick. He grabbed her and started to apparate.
Voldemort took his wand, muttered a knock-out spell under his breath, and she knew no more.
Harry's POV
'What had just happened?' he thought to himself, then he whipped around just in time to see Voldemort apparate a unconcious Mia off to who knows where. He knew Neville had seen it too by the worried look on his face. However, their shock was rudley interrupted by a wave of spells being cast at them by the death eaters.