Misguided Ghosts

Disclaimer: The song lyrics are Paramore's and Harry and Ginny are owned by J.K Rowling

"I'm going away for a while But I'll be back, don't try to follow me 'Cause I'll return as soon as possible See I'm trying to find my place But it might not be here that I feel safe We all learn to make mistake"

HPOV

I was going on my mission. The mission that Dumbledore had left me. I said my goodbyes to Ginny.

"Don't try and follow me…" I told her as I stroked her hair. "I'll be back as soon as possible. i…" I couldn't tell her where or what I was going or doing. I needed to find my place in this world. Was it to be that I live or… die. It wasn't here that I felt safe though. I didn't feel safe endangering the people who loved me so dearly.

"We all learn to make mistakes… let me come." Was all Ginny said to me. I left her standing in the meadow sides the Burrow. I left that night.

"And run From them With no direction Run from them, from them With no direction"

I ran with Ron and Hermione in the night. I was ahead. I wanted to run from them… I had no direction. I only had motives and I didn't need them getting hut.

"I'm just one of those ghosts Travelling endlessly Don't need no road In fact they follow you And we just go in circles Now I'm told that this life And pain is just a simple compromise And we can get what we want out of it"

I hoped to just become a Ghost in Ginny's memory. It would be best for her. I would travel endlessly and fight to live. There was no saying I would return to her. I would follow no road and circle my mind as two lovers quarrel and follow me.

"Life is pain and is a simple compromise… we get what we want out of it." That was what I fell asleep thinking. It was true.

"Someone try to classify, A broken heart and twisted minds So I can find someone to rely on"

GPOV

I cried all that not. I couldn't classify or understand what had happed tonight. I sat up and wiped my face and wrote in my journal.

"A broken heart and twisted minds… I need to find someone to rely on."

"So run To them, to them Full speed ahead Oh you are not Useless We are just"

In my dreams that night, I ran. I was running through the woods at full speed ahead.

"You are not useless." Was all I heard. I woke not knowing what I was. Alive… or dead.

"Misguided ghosts Travelling endlessly The ones we trusted the most Pushed us far away And there's no one role We should not be the same But I'm just a ghost And still they echo me They echo me in circles"

I was a misguided ghost of myself after Harry left. I would travel endlessly. The one I trusted most pushed himself far away from me and there was no role for me in his life any more.

I guess we we're the same as before.

In time… he would become and ghost in my mind… and echo circling forever in my memory…