A/N, this is just a plotless feel good...well, not really good...well it's a feel
something fic. Yeah, definitely something. This is Draco's thought of Ginny, as soon
as I find an appropriate song, I will most likely do one of Ginny's thoughts on
Draco in the same context. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: The song 'Dancing Dirt into the Snow' was written and composed by Missy
Higgins and published by 'Control' It is such a beautiful song that I can sort of
identify with. You should really listen to it.
The Characters of Ginny and Draco are based on JK Rowling's books.
Alone you find yourself just hanging
And to fill the hole you cling to all that seems
To hide the little girl that's crying
Underneath the rage that you let others see
Why do you deny me the touch that is meant for us? You think I see you the way everyone else does. You think I believe your smiling mask, your pathetic façade. But
I see the pain that emanates from you; you need to be held the way only someone who understands can hold you.
'Cause your dancing dirt into the snow
While others look at you on show
Your dancing dirt into the snow
While all around you people grow
And watch you bleed
It astounds me how they can be so oblivious to it. The way they treat you as an
outsider, but wont let you go. They keep you locked in a glass box where they can
look at you. But they don't see you as I do.
So now you look at me, eyes wooden
An anchor through your head, crimson for disguise
An opal for a wound you carry
Fairy lights of pleading,
Someone look at me
I look at you. I see the way your eyes plead for them to notice you, I notice you.
You don't know how I long to have my hands entwined in your thick red tresses. I
could make you feel, I could make you love me, as I love you.
'Cause your dancing dirt into the snow
While others look at you on show
Your dancing dirt into the snow
While all around you people grow
And watch you bleed
You are immortal beauty; I see it inside your eyes, your eyes that look at me with
such hatred, but behind that, I see the longing. I know you would love to have your
arms around me. And I would hold you, be there for as long as you need me.
The more you push through broken glass
The thicker it becomes
And the more you turn on broken worlds
The sooner you will need
The more you push through broken glass
The thicker it becomes
And the more you turn on broken worlds
The sooner you will need
A gun.
Why do you let them treat you that way? You are so superior to them, you are often
hidden in corners but you can never escape me. I know what you think. 'no one would
notice' you think this, and I know you do. I have seen the scars on your arms. The
scars I have as well. Every now and then, you let your robe slip down and I can see
them. You think that if you carve your pain into your arms, it will heal. But you
will always have the scars.
Cause your dancing dirt into the snow
While others look at you on show
Your dancing dirt into the snow
While all around you people grow
I see you looking at me with that longing, I feel what you feel. I keep it hidden as
you do. I remain hidden behind by smirk, my taunts, and my name. But when no one is
looking, I look at you. Alone in the darkness outside, I know you are wishing to be
taken into the sky you gaze at so fondly. I know because I wish that like those
stars, you would want to get lost in me, as I get lost in you. You will understand
one day, you will come forward, and you will know yourself as I do. And you will
give yourself to me.
A/N, I know its short but I don't think it needs much more than that. What do you
think? Review and let me know please. Love A.I.T...