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Title: The Lyrical Admirer
Written by: Laura-Nicole Spencer.
Category: Romance/Song fic
Setting: Angelina is 22 years old and working for the Dept. of Magical Sports.
Chapter 1
After a long and exhausting day Angelina Johnson sat at her kitchen table with her post from the last week. She had been at the office for long hours completing a report on the scheduling of the quidditch game for the next season, so she would just get into flat with just enough energy to get her room to collapse.
She flipped quickly through the envelopes that appeared to be her bills. She stopped when she came to a letter with no return address. What is this? Angelina thought to herself as she opened the envelope and a CD fell out. Now having grown up in a family who tried to stay as close to muggle society as possible. So she knew right what to do with the shiny disc. Wait is there a note? The pretty brunette asked her cat Chester, who had just walked into the room. She recovered the slip of paper off the floor under the table.
It read:
My Treasured Angelina,
You left my life way too soon. I hope that you can relate to this song. I know every time I hear it. My mind floats back to the moment you decided that you needed your space.
Enjoy the CD
Your Ever Loving Secret Admirer
Angelina pressed play on the stereo and heard:
There's a thousand words that I could say
To make you come home (yeah yeah)
Seems so long ago you walked away
Left me alone
And I remember what you said to me
You were acting so strange (mmm)
And maybe I was too blind to see
That you needed a change
Was it something I said
To make you turn away? To make you walk out and leave me cold
If I could just find a way
To make it so that you were right here
Right now..
I've been sitting here
Can't get you off my mind (get you off my mind)
I try my best to be your man and be strong
I Drove myself insane
Wishing I could touch your face (touch your face)
But the truth remains
You're gone...
You're gone...
Baby you're gone
Girl you're gone..baby girl
You're gone..
You're gone..
You're..
Now I don't wanna make excuses baby
Won't change the fact that you're gone (no no)
But if there's something that III could do
Won't you please let me know
And time is passing so slowly now
Guess that's my life without you
And maybe I could change my everyday
But baby I don't want to
So I'll just hang around
And find some things to do
To take my mind off missing you
And I know in my heart
You can't say that you don't love me too
Please say you do
Yeeeeeaah.....
I've been sitting here (sitting here)
Can't get you off my mind (cant get off my mind)
I try my best to be your man and be strong (my best to be your man and be strong)
I drove myself insane
Wishing I could touch your face (wishing I could touch your face)
But the truth remains (truth remains)
You're gone...
You're gone...
You're gone.
You're gone...
You're gone
You're gone
Baby girl
Oh what'll I do
If I cant be with you
Tell me where will I turn to
Baby, who will I be now that we are apart
Am I still in your heart
Baby why don't you see
That I need you near here with me
OOHHHHHHHH
I've been sitting here (sitting here)
Can't get you off my mind (cant get you off my mind)
I try my best to be your man and be strong (my best to be your mannnnn)
I drove myself insane
Wishing I could touch your face (oh touch you baby)
But the truth remains (truth remains)
I've been sitting here (sitting here)
Can't get you off my mind (cant get you off my mind)
I try my best to be your man and be strong (my best to be your mannnnn)
I drove myself insane (ooooohh)
Wishing I could touch your face (oooooohh)
But the truth remains (oh oh)
Baby the truth is..
You're gone...
You're gone...
You're gone..
You're gone..
Babygirl you're gone
You're gone...
But the truth remains
You're....
Not knowing what to do or what to say or who send it, Angelina just sat in silence. Who could I have done this? Who could have loved me that much that they are still in love with me after all this time?
Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud bang on her door. "Hey AJ, are you even in there?" rang out the voice of her best friend Alicia Spinnet.
"It's not locked." Angelina responded as Alicia opened the door for her and Katie Bell to enter the small flat.
"What's wrong with you?" Katie asked, "We could here music and we knocked and knock and you didn't answer? AJ are you OK?"
"No." the shorter of the three responded, "I got this note and CD in the post some time in the last week." She said as she handed Alicia.
"Who is it? Or have you figured it out yet?" Alicia asked.
"I havn't got a clue. But it could be anyone and judging on the length of time since the last time I went on a date, this guy has been stewing for a while."
"This is kinda creepy. Where is the rest of the post? Were there any others?" asked Katie as she went into the kitchen to see the rest of the envelopes. "No just the one."
"Well then let's go to practise. Before we are killed. You know how Wood got the last time we were late." Angelina said as she picked up the bag beside the door and reached into the closet to get her broomstick.
Title: The Lyrical Admirer
Written by: Laura-Nicole Spencer.
Category: Romance/Song fic
Setting: Angelina is 22 years old and working for the Dept. of Magical Sports.
Chapter 1
After a long and exhausting day Angelina Johnson sat at her kitchen table with her post from the last week. She had been at the office for long hours completing a report on the scheduling of the quidditch game for the next season, so she would just get into flat with just enough energy to get her room to collapse.
She flipped quickly through the envelopes that appeared to be her bills. She stopped when she came to a letter with no return address. What is this? Angelina thought to herself as she opened the envelope and a CD fell out. Now having grown up in a family who tried to stay as close to muggle society as possible. So she knew right what to do with the shiny disc. Wait is there a note? The pretty brunette asked her cat Chester, who had just walked into the room. She recovered the slip of paper off the floor under the table.
It read:
My Treasured Angelina,
You left my life way too soon. I hope that you can relate to this song. I know every time I hear it. My mind floats back to the moment you decided that you needed your space.
Enjoy the CD
Your Ever Loving Secret Admirer
Angelina pressed play on the stereo and heard:
There's a thousand words that I could say
To make you come home (yeah yeah)
Seems so long ago you walked away
Left me alone
And I remember what you said to me
You were acting so strange (mmm)
And maybe I was too blind to see
That you needed a change
Was it something I said
To make you turn away? To make you walk out and leave me cold
If I could just find a way
To make it so that you were right here
Right now..
I've been sitting here
Can't get you off my mind (get you off my mind)
I try my best to be your man and be strong
I Drove myself insane
Wishing I could touch your face (touch your face)
But the truth remains
You're gone...
You're gone...
Baby you're gone
Girl you're gone..baby girl
You're gone..
You're gone..
You're..
Now I don't wanna make excuses baby
Won't change the fact that you're gone (no no)
But if there's something that III could do
Won't you please let me know
And time is passing so slowly now
Guess that's my life without you
And maybe I could change my everyday
But baby I don't want to
So I'll just hang around
And find some things to do
To take my mind off missing you
And I know in my heart
You can't say that you don't love me too
Please say you do
Yeeeeeaah.....
I've been sitting here (sitting here)
Can't get you off my mind (cant get off my mind)
I try my best to be your man and be strong (my best to be your man and be strong)
I drove myself insane
Wishing I could touch your face (wishing I could touch your face)
But the truth remains (truth remains)
You're gone...
You're gone...
You're gone.
You're gone...
You're gone
You're gone
Baby girl
Oh what'll I do
If I cant be with you
Tell me where will I turn to
Baby, who will I be now that we are apart
Am I still in your heart
Baby why don't you see
That I need you near here with me
OOHHHHHHHH
I've been sitting here (sitting here)
Can't get you off my mind (cant get you off my mind)
I try my best to be your man and be strong (my best to be your mannnnn)
I drove myself insane
Wishing I could touch your face (oh touch you baby)
But the truth remains (truth remains)
I've been sitting here (sitting here)
Can't get you off my mind (cant get you off my mind)
I try my best to be your man and be strong (my best to be your mannnnn)
I drove myself insane (ooooohh)
Wishing I could touch your face (oooooohh)
But the truth remains (oh oh)
Baby the truth is..
You're gone...
You're gone...
You're gone..
You're gone..
Babygirl you're gone
You're gone...
But the truth remains
You're....
Not knowing what to do or what to say or who send it, Angelina just sat in silence. Who could I have done this? Who could have loved me that much that they are still in love with me after all this time?
Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud bang on her door. "Hey AJ, are you even in there?" rang out the voice of her best friend Alicia Spinnet.
"It's not locked." Angelina responded as Alicia opened the door for her and Katie Bell to enter the small flat.
"What's wrong with you?" Katie asked, "We could here music and we knocked and knock and you didn't answer? AJ are you OK?"
"No." the shorter of the three responded, "I got this note and CD in the post some time in the last week." She said as she handed Alicia.
"Who is it? Or have you figured it out yet?" Alicia asked.
"I havn't got a clue. But it could be anyone and judging on the length of time since the last time I went on a date, this guy has been stewing for a while."
"This is kinda creepy. Where is the rest of the post? Were there any others?" asked Katie as she went into the kitchen to see the rest of the envelopes. "No just the one."
"Well then let's go to practise. Before we are killed. You know how Wood got the last time we were late." Angelina said as she picked up the bag beside the door and reached into the closet to get her broomstick.