So this is my first song fic.

I do not own Whiskey Lullaby or Harry Potter

She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette


She broke his heart, he spent his whole life tryin' to forget


We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time


But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind


Until' the night



He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger


And finally drank away her memory


Life is short but this time it was bigger


Than the strength he had to get up off his knees


We found him with his face down in the pillow


With a note that said, "I'll love her till I die"


And when we buried him beneath the willow


The Angels sang a whiskey lullaby



La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa

La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa



The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself


For years and years, she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath


She finally drank her pain away a little at a time


But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind


Until' the night



She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger


And finally drank away his memory


Life is short but this time it was bigger


Than the strength she had to get up off her knees


We found her with her face down in the pillow


Clinging to his picture for dear life


We laid her next to him beneath the willow


While the Angels sang a whiskey lullaby


La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa


La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa


La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa

She was sitting in the shade of a large weeping willow along a stream in the English countryside. With waves of her hand she caused a breeze to wave through the branches. She jumped when someone whispered a soft "hello" behind her. She twisted around to her feet in a fight stance her father had taught her when she was seven. She stood face to face with a boy around her own age.

"Oh!" She said. She looked him up and down. He had black hair that stuck out at funny angles and green eyes. He was nearly as tall as the girl and thin. "What's your name?"

"Albus," he said, "Albus Potter."

"Really?" she asked surprised. He nodded. "Well, I'm Emma Jane Douglas."

"Nice to meet you Emma Jane Douglas." He stuck his hand out.

"Nice to meet you too Albus Potter." She took his hand and shook it.

"How old are you?" He asked.

"I'm nine," she said proudly.

"Me too," he said.

"Are you a wizard?" she asked him.

"Yeah! Are you a witch?"

She nodded happily and proceeded to bring up the breeze again.

"That's awesome," Albus said. "I can make fire." He pointed at some dead leaves and fire sprung from them.

"Cool. So are you going to Hogwarts in two years?"

"Yes, I can't wait! I want to go now, don't you?"

"I know, my brother James is going next year, that lucky duck."

"Ugh, two years…that's like forever," Emma stated falling back onto the soft grass.

"I bet he's gonna be in Gryffindor just like our parents," Albus said with a sigh.

"Where do you think you'll go?" Emma asked.

"Dunno."

"Me neither," she replied.

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"Emma Jane Douglas," the headmistress McGonagall called. She walked up to the stage, sat on the stool and let the headmistress put the hat on her.

"Hmmm," it pondered, "you have brains, that's for sure and that's Ravenclaw but you are also loyal-that's Hufflepuff. Ahhh, but you are brave, very brave and true to your word GRYFFINDOR!"

They went through several others before they came to Scorpius Malfoy, the biggest surprise of the night when he was put in Ravenclaw. There was a few more before Albus was up. Emma gave him the thumps up from her spot next to James, the only person she knew since she had spent the last two years running around the Potter house.

Emma couldn't hear what the sorting hat was saying to Albus but she saw his smile and heard the hat yell "GRYFFINDOR!" She cheered with the rest of her table. She patted the spot next to her. He grinned from ear to ear. The rest of the evening was unsurprising except that Rose Weasley was put in Ravenclaw.

"I'm glad we're together," Albus told Emma as they walked to the common room.

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Emma and Albus were best friends all through their Hogwarts years. Even when Emma accidently pushed Albus off his broom in third year and he was unconscious for two days. And when Albus got Emma detention for a month in fourth year. And when Emma started dating his brother in fifth year and Albus dated Emma's other best friend. And when in sixth year Emma got caught up in a new dark wizards call for power. And their faithfulness to each other was finally rewarded when they both realized they were meant for each other in their seventh year.

After dating for a year, Albus was on the path to becoming a Auror and Emma had been recruited as a Chaser for the Falcons. They made time to come back to the place they first met, underneath the willow. Albus decided this was the time to propose. Emma accepted. They planned the wedding for August 25 underneath the willow. They had a year and a few months to let everything get settled.