Disclaimer: I don't own any of this. The Song is Mad World By Gary Jules.
A/N: I don't usually like songfics but I love this song and heard it last night on my way home. At the time I was thinking about Harry Potter for some unknown reason and thought it fit perfectly.
Mad World
I was standing in a field just outside the gates of Hogwarts. It was a cold misty morning and a somber mood filled the air. Just a few feet from me stood my friends and teachers, the only true family I ever had. They were dressed in black and sobbing. It was a funeral, my funeral.
all around me are familiar faces
worn out places
worn out faces
bright and early for the daily races
going no where
going no where
their tears are filling up their glasses
no expression
no expression
hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
no tomorrow
no tomorrow
I couldn't explain it but I somehow felt complete. The war was over, though Voldemort had lost, so had the rest of the wizarding world. I was the only winner. I was dead but I knew I was better off for it.
and I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
when people run in circles it's a very very
mad world
mad world
As I glanced at the familiar faces one was definitely out of place. There stood Aunt Petunia. I couldn't believe it. Never had I imagined that she would attend my funeral, but here she was mourning my death. Somewhere deep inside I knew she cared for me but I had never seen her be open about it.
children waiting for the day they feel good
happy birthday
happy birthday
and I feel the way that every child should
Next to Aunt Petunia stood Ron. He was holding Hermione. He wasn't just holding but holding her up. She was crying uncontrollably and likewise unable to control herself. Ron wasn't much better. I could see the bloodshot eyes and paler than usual complexion on his emotionless face. I knew it would affect them the most. From the time we encountered the troll our first year until today were inseparable. They were there when no one else was.
sit and listen
sit and listen
went to school and I was very nervous
no one knew me
no one new me
Of course he was here. Snape wouldn't miss the opportunity to see the son of James Potter dead. Sure we had come to agreement and were somewhat friendly. But he had to keep up appearances. If only everyone else knew that behind that icy cold glare was a person that truly cared.
hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
look right through me
look right through me
Today was it. The boy-who-lived lived no more. I started this journey unknowingly. Even when I was told some things I never knew the whole story. But today that story ended. I don't know how it started but I do know how it ended.
and I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
when people run in circles its a very very
mad world
mad world