Hey everyone, Nire here. Sorry I haven't updated anything for almost a year, been through hell and back last year and couldn't write anything except some very disturbing poetry. One of my latest pieces is in here, depending on if I get a review or two will depend on if this makes it to more then a one shot. Personally I think this is as finished as any one shot can get. But I may be inspired… or not… To avoid confusion the central character is Harry, and the one at the end is Snape. No detailed slash, but it's implied. Oh I may as well say that I don't own the Harry Potter world and never will. I do however own the song. It's all mine! And I don't have a beater. Chears.
Ok lets get on with it then!
How do you fix something,
That's broken beyond repair?
How do you find hope,
When there's naught but despair?
How do you fix someone,
Who doesn't know they're broken?
How do you help someone,
When they don't know they deserve it?
All these things were going around in his head. It had been a year of learning, a year of joy, but in the last five months of the year, there had been six years worth of heartache.
I see you in the mirror,
And you glare back at me,
Your tears locked away,
You're pain echoed by your scars.He'd both started and quit his self mutilation that year. His physical wounds had long since healed, and those scars were slowly fading. His emotional ones were still openly bleeding, yet no one cared to help those ones. And he was meant to fix the worlds? It brought him back to the question; how do you help fix someone, when you're more broken then they are?
Do you think you're fine?
Is this the only thing you know?
Why won't you let your sorrows go?
Saying you're fine and meaning it were two completely different things. He knew that he wasn't fine. But at the same time, he knew that no one could help him with that. Everyone he knew had their own baggage; dealing by himself was indeed the only thing he knew. And wasn't pushing sorrows away letting them go? It had always worked before...
You
can't continue like this,
You can't go on much longer,
You can't hide away forever,
You have got to start to try.
The words were staring at him from the page. Boring into his eyes, and connecting with his soul. But how? How to change? There is only so many times that you can get back on that broomstick before it wasn't worth it anymore.
I know you're scared,
I know you hurt,
I know you don't know what to do
.But you've got to see,
You're not the only one.
There's someone hurting just like you.
He knew that. He did. And he did try and help those around him. But, when he was alone, and there was no one to help, he was confronted by his own hurts. And in that time, he saw it clearly, who was there for him to lean on? Who was there to hold his hair back while he emptied his stomach contents into the toilet bowl? Who was there to lift him up above the dregs of the world he'd been forced to live in? No one. No one cared enough to stick around after an 'I'm fine'. No one cared enough to notice that he wasn't.
Do you think they're fine?
Do you think they're normal?
Tell
me what makes them different from you.
They
were different because there was someone who cared. Him,
but, sometimes, just sometimes, he wanted to walk away. But he'd
get one step before their cries started to eat at his conscience.
Then he'd run back and tell them that it'd be okay. And that he'd
always be there for them. Betraying yourself like that can only go on
for so long though...
You
can't continue like this,
You can't go on too much longer,
You can't hide from yourself forever,
You've
got to find the will to survive.
Survive? Yes he could do that. Living on the other hand was different. The time came that he broke away from those he could no longer help. And the consequences were dire. It started with his isolation, in the middle there was the betrayal of Dumbledore announcing to the school that he'd joined the Death Eater ranks and at the end was nothing but dry yet salty cheeks. Yes surviving he could handle, but how do you live when there is nothing left to smile at? Or joke about. But more importantly, how do you live when there isn't anyone around to share a joke with, or smile at?
How can you try to fix everyone else,
When they're just the same as you?
How can you make them find hope,
If there's none to be found in you?
How can you not see,
How much more you can be?
How important you are?
People were important, he knew this. It just hadn't occurred to him that he was a person. He didn't see himself as anything special. He was just another teen. Another potential menace to society, that The Profit was always reporting on. Yet somewhere within him, he hoped. Hoped that someone would come up behind him and say that he was home now. That he belonged somewhere. That he was safe.
Baby,
Won't you cry?
Can't you tell me?
What's going through your mind?
Baby please trust me,
You may just see,
Things may not,
Be as bad as they seem to be.
He walked back into his life one rainy day, long after the fall of Voldermort. They ran into each other at the Leaky Cauldron. Harry looked at him and smiled. He looked at Harry and asked if he knew him. He sighed, and gave him his name. Snape was shocked; he asked what had happened to him. Harry just looked at him and started to walk away. Snape grabbed his arm and told him to wait. They started walking. Neither of them cared where they were walking too, just that they were. Snape asked how he was. Harry said he was fine. Snape told him he didn't believe him. Harry was shocked.
Snape heard him out. And held the younger man as he started to cry for the first time in years. Snape didn't tell him that everything would be okay, he'd never lied to him, and he wasn't going to take the risk now. He did tell Harry that he was safe. And Harry replied with;
"for the first time in ages, I actually believe that."
Then Harry looked up and saw Snape's un shed tears in his deep onyx eyes, and he smiled. It was a real smile. And they both laughed.
They both knew that this wasn't going to last forever, and that trying times would come again. But for now they were both happy, and as long as they both were, nothing else mattered, and living seemed possible again.
Okay this is the song by itself:
How
do you fix something,
That's
broken beyond repair?
How
do you find hope,
When
there's naught but despair?
How
do you fix someone,
Who
doesn't know they're broken?
How
do you help someone,
When
they don't know they deserve it? I
see you in the mirror,
And
you glare back at me,
Your
tears locked away,
You're
pain echoed by your scars.
Do
you think you're fine?
Is
this the only thing you know?
Why
won't you let your sorrows go?
You
can't continue like this,
You
can't go on much longer,
You
can't hide away forever,
You
have got to start to try.
I
know you're scared,
I
know you hurt,
I
know you don't know what to do.
But
you've got to see,
You're
not the only one.
There's
someone hurting just like you.
Do
you think they're fine?
Do
you think they're normal?
Tell
me what makes them different from you.
You
can't continue like this,
You
can't go on too much longer,
You
can't hide from yourself forever,
You've
got to find the will to survive.
How
can you try to fix someone else,
Who's
just the same as you?
How
can you make them find hope,
If
there's none to be found in you?
How
can you not see,
How
much more you can be?
How
important you are?
Baby,
Won't
you cry?
Can't
you tell me?
What's
going through your mind?
Baby
please trust me,
You
may just see,
Things
may not,
Be
as bad as they seem to be.
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Nire