Disclaimer:: I don't own 'Breakeven' or Harry Potter. Although, both would make excellent birthday presents.
Breakeven::
"I'm still alive and I'm barely breathin'
Just prayin' to a god I don't believe in…"
I strummed my guitar outside Ancient Runes, waiting for her.
"'Cause I got time while she got freedom,
'Cause when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven."
"Malfoy?" I shrugged and kept playing. How could I peruse her for two years, and all I get was sectumsempera scars and 3 months in Azkaban? Anytime she's happy, I'm usually not.
"Hear me out."
"Her best days will be some of my worst,
She finally met a man that's gonna put you first."
She wore an expression like someone who just opened their first Christmas present…and it wasn't what they wanted.
"While I'm wide awake you're no trouble sleepin'
'Cause when a heart breaks no it don't break even"
A small crowd had formed. My heart leapt when she began to mutter the next lines under her breath.
"Even…No…"
"What am I supposed to do
When the best part of me was always you?
What am I supposed to say
When I'm all choked up and you're okay?
I'm fallin' to pieces, yeah"
"Fallin' to pieces…"
She chimed in louder on that last line, but quickly shut her mouth. Her singing voice is… wow… I think she's actually listening to me now, not the lyrics.
"Look at what you've been missing when you're off on adventures, and I never knew when or if you'll be back…"
"They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words gonna stop the bleedin'
'Cause you've moved on while I'm still greivin'
When a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven, even, no…"
My face, I swear, still stings from her hand five years ago. Then, I knew I had no chance when she branded me with her hate. I launched into another chorus, glancing up at her with pleading eyes.
"I'm fallin' to pieces"
"One's still in love while the other one's leavin'"
She didn't, did she? She just picked up background on my serenade. Do I chance finishing it?
"I'm fallin' to pieces…"
"'Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't break even…"
When we made eye contact, I did all I could not to jump up and, to do the least, hug her. The crowd began to lose interest, it was the end of the day and no one wanted to stick around.
"Oh, you got his heart and my heart and none of the pain,
You took your suitcase I took the blame,
Now I'm trying to make sense of what little remains
'Cause you left me with no love, and no love to my name…"
How could she fall for Weasel King and not me' I'm gorgeous! Did you show any sympathy after the sectumsempra back in 6th year… That's what I thought, but now you're ogling at me? I'm confused…
"No it don't break even, no,
No it don't break even, no,
No it don't break even, no"
I swung my guitar to my back. She stepped forward and hugged me.
"'Mione?! What are you doing?!" Weasley. She looked at me one last time.
"I'm sorry, Dra- Malfoy." She skidded down the corridor and into his arms.
A/N: My first songfic. Like it? Love it? Hate it with a passion? Let me know!!