A/N it's sad, cheesy and-in my opinion-very adorable!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter :'(
Bang Bang (My baby shot me down)
Nancy Sinatra
I was five and he was six
Blood-traitors and pure-bloods never mixed. But we did. Fate brought us together.
We rode on horses made of sticks
In my first year, we bumped into each other in the sky. I on my Cleansweep and him on his Nimbus 2001. I fell off and, will you believe it, he came to see if I was too badly hurt. I was. And he took me home. No one found out of course. Ever.
He wore black and I wore white
He, a devilish Malfoy and I an angelic Lovegood.
He would always win the fight
I was never a fighter, nor was I ruthless. Just witty. But he would always win when we dueled. In secret of course. Always.
Bang Bang!
We didn't know it then, but we were slowly falling in love. But now, he has to choose: duty or happiness. A life of happiness or a life of purpose.
He shot me down
He was raising his wand reluctantly. It was just me and him. Everyone else was fighting for survival. This was a fight of wills. Yet he raised it.
Bang Bang!
His eyes were full of anguish. I could tell his heart was in his hand. He wanted to pull away and pull me tight towards him. But I don't blame him. Not at all.
I hit the ground
He couldn't bring himself to utter it. He could only whisper "Expelliarmus." I was not unarmed, I was in love. Without knee-caps. A dangerous combination. He chose a life of purpose.
Bang Bang
"Crucio!" My head and my heart were at war. My body was burning. I forced the scream down.
That awful sound
My friends finally notice me. As he cursed me, I was pulled in the air. Unusual. Like heaven was beckoning me. They began to scream. He stopped. I smiled at him. A forgiving smile. I understood.
Bang Bang!
He words the mouth "I'm sorry. I loved you too." Past tense. Death hovers above me, engulfs me. I smiled at my friends trying to save me. They would never reach me on time. Fate had ordained it.
My baby shot me down
"Avada Kadavra!"