Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the song Between the River and Me. I do not make any profit from this story.
Song fic, based on the song Between the river and me by Tim McGraw. The story take place in a AU, slightly. It's a take on if Vernon found out that Petunia was also magical. Song is sung by Harry. Hope you enjoy… its pretty good. And if you actually listen to the song while reading it is pretty good. I had too add to the actual lyrics but most of it is the same as it actually is. Well here it is:
Between the River and Me
I was fifteen months when my parents died,
aunty petunia worked two jobs just to get by.
Seemed like a blessing when Vernon got a job,
so she told him she's a witch but I had my doubts.
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Didn't take long for his drinking ways,
to also start showing up on auntie's face.
One violent night hiding under the stairs,
I swore that he wouldn't see another sunset.
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Next day I while camping followed him down to the riverbank,
I knew one of us wouldn't walk away.
I might have had a plan but he didn't know it,
I might have been scared but I didn't show it.
That's all between the river and me.
With the current and the rocks it could have been risky,
he might have been sober but I brought the whiskey.
That's all between the river and me.
I walked up to him and I said his name,
just so he could see the look on my face.
We stood eye to eye and toe to toe,
when I told him that he wasn't gonna come back home.
He raised his fist to me but I didn't flinch.
I said 'I ain't your nephew you son of a bitch'.
I might have had a knife in my back pocket,
I might have pulled it out before he saw it.
That's all between the river and me.
I might have had a gun but I didn't fire it,
he might have tried to yell but I kept him quiet.
That's all between the river and me.
That's all between the river and me!
When we got home chief constable came knocking on our front door,
they said they found his body by the reservoir.
Bottle in his shirt and liquor in his blood,
he must have fallen in the river and he never came up.
There might have been blood but they never saw it,
just a little mud on the living room carpet.
That's all between the river and me.
Well after what he done there ain't no wonder,
I can't remember how long I held him under.
That's all between the river and me.
That's all between the river and me
That's all-ll between the river and me.
That's all!
That's all!!
By: Draghen Sanglant and edited by Dragen Sanglant
