I was really bored, so I decided it would be a good idea to put my iTunes on shuffle and write a songfic. I'm not a great writer (I know) so please let me know what you think! I had a couple in mind, and it might be obvious. I don't really know, but it's up to you.
The song is Return by OK GO
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor do I own the song.
Now its years since your body went flat and even memories of that
are all think and dull, all gravel and glass. But who needs them
now -- displaced they're easily more safe --
the worst of it now: I can't remember your face.
She was perfect. Smart, beautiful. I never took her for granted-that is, until they came for me. I didn't have a choice, no one did back then. The day I heard that you were next, I died. Every part of me that was truly alive, died. I thought that you'd be spared. I had done everything I could to be high up, though I supposed it was just to fill the void that you left. I was sure he would understand-how could he not? I was mistaken. He could not understand.
Return.
Friendship had been all you were willing to give me. I was more than okay with that, because as long as you were near me I was happy. Your face, your voice. The laugh that spilled from you with never a care for anything. I loved you though. I know you couldn't know that-not really. Those in love can't see anything else. And you were in love. Just not with me. Then everything went south. You couldn't stand me and you were with him. Even then I was okay. Because I saw you nearly everyday-I could still hear your laugh. It just wasn't with me.
For a while, with the vertigo cured, we were alive -- we were pure.
The void took the shape of all that you were, but years take their toll,
and things get bent into shape...
Antiseptic and tired, I can't remember your face.
But then. Then you were gone. I was dead. Everything left to me held no meaning. Nothing mattered. He thought I was crazy, you weren't worth the pain. I lied and told him he was right. I was always a good Occlumens. Now I had to be-the lies I kept up with required me to be. I risked everything to keep your memory alive. Now, years after the choices I made, I look back. You were worth it. Despite what I had to do, you were. I remember your laugh. I see your eyes nearly everyday-they were always sparkling. The only thing I lost-your face. The color of your hair, the smell of your perfume, I remember. But your face is gone forever. What I wouldn't give to have you back, even hating me as you did.
Return.
I was going to watch on the sidelines-as you lived your life. Watch you grow old. Even if it wasn't with me, you were supposed to grow old. You were always so much better than me.
You were supposed to grow old. Reckless, unfrightened, and old,
you were supposed to grow old.
I loved you. I killed you.
Return. You were supposed to return.
