Parvati Ponders
Song: Avril Lavigne, Fall to Pieces
I looked away
Then I looked back at you
You try to say
The things that you can't undo
If I had my way
I'd never get over you
Today is the day
I pray that we make it through
Make it through the fall
Make it through it all
Parvati Patil glanced over at the boy who lived, who also happened to be the boy she loved, sadly. Harry never seemed to talk to her about what was bothering him. Parvati sensed she was like an accessory, pretty, but with no depth inside. Still, she couldn't change what she felt about him. She loved Harry Potter and today she was going to tell him that. Soon.
Misery welled up inside her once again, as she thought of the raging war against good & evil. Her Harry would fight, but he wouldn't let her help him.
"I want you at least to be safe," he would always say when she would question him.
Why though? Why couldn't he want her to be brave?
She was a Gryffindor, wasn't she? They had just had a fight about this morning.
Parvati desperately hoped it would all be over soon and she prayed that nothing would happen to Harry.
She caressed Harry's pale hand, which was lying against hers. Harry raised his untidy black head and shot Parvati a weak smile. It was an apologetic smile that seemed to say I'm sorry for fighting, but I still mean what I said. Harry squeezed her hand gently and then went back to listening to Professor Flitwick. For some reason Parvati couldn't smile back, she simply averted her gaze. Now she just wanted to let it go.
And I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it
'Cause I'm in love with you
Parvati felt she were crumbling into tiny bits. Love had strange effects on you. She kept looking over at Harry and felt reassured somehow. A small part of her wanted to ask him why he didn't let her fight, but the rest of her mind had already been dissolved by an unstoppable phenomena-love. Parvati wanted to let it go--for Harry. Harry was dozing off in his armchair, his mouth slightly open and his glasses lopsided. Parvati allowed herself a small smile. The knowledge of the horrible war burned into her mind again. What would happen to Harry? Parvati felt a tear trickle down her cheek, then another and Harry blinked opened his startling green eyes and asked:
"Why are you crying, Parvati?"
And Parvati answered, in her head:
"'Cause I'm in love with you,"
You're the only one
I'd be with 'til the end
When I come undone
You bring me back again
Back under the stars
Back into your arms
They were under the stars, sharing the sky with a few other people, but to Parvati, Harry was the only one there.
"Harry," she began in a small voice, "can I tell you something?'
"Hmm…" Harry murmured his arm around Parvati's waist.
Parvati suddenly froze. She couldn't tell him she loved him. What if he didn't love her back?
"Um…I'm yours always and forever," she mumbled, her cheeks flushing.
Harry pulled her close. "Me too," he said sweetly and they went back to watching the stars.
And I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it
'Cause I'm in love with you
Wanna know who you are
Wanna know where to start
I wanna know what this means
Wanna know how you feel
Wanna know what is real
I wanna know everything
Everything
Parvati was torn apart on the inside. She didn't want to bug Harry, but at the same time she wanted to know things. The boy behind the scar. Parvati was in love with him and she still didn't know him fully. Was this love even real, Parvati pondered, or was Harry just an infatuation? '
No! Parvati thought forcefully. It's real. I know because I feel it everyday.
I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it
Neither of them wanted to talk, but Parvati had to make the first step. She had to tell him. She knocked gently on his door, her heart beating rapidly. Harry opened up, his hair tousled and his expression sleepy. "Hey, Parvati," he yawned. Parvati froze again.
"What's wrong?" asked Harry worriedly
"Um…I forgot to say goodnight!" Parvati exclaimed, planting a kiss on Harry's cheek and then fleeing off to her own dormitory.
And I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
And I don't want to talk about it
'Cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
'Cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
And Harry would know about it eventually.
Flamingo's Note: A little lame, right? But I was in a very dopey, strange mood while doing this. And I really like the song, Fall to Pieces. Tell, me what you think anyway. I wasn't sure how to manoeuvre myself around a song fic because I've never written one before.