SWEET AS HONEY
I thought I was rid of you,Everybody said you were gone,
But for some reason you tend to return,
Why, why do you keep tormenting me?
"Come back to me, little one. I'll show you the world, like you always wanted."
"I am not little any more. You don't know what I want, you never did!"
"How can you say that, dearest? Wasn't I the one who could understand you? Wasn't I the one who was your best friend?"
"You were, but... But then you just had to blow it all and try to kill me!"
"Kill you? Sweetheart, I never meant to kill you; it was all an act, an act to get Harry Potter down there. You wanted to help me, remember?"
"I don't believe you!"
"Sweetie, calm down, please! Do you not remember our plan to help me get back my body, so that I could be with you? I would never have killed you, I just burrowed your energy until I could have gotten Harry Potter's."
"But... they said you were Lord Voldemort and... that you just manipulated, only used me to get to Harry..."
"What lies have they fed to you, my sweetest? You knew all along who I was, who I am, and my plans. Harry Potter is just someone who doesn't understand what power is and what really should be done with it. He is nothing but a puppet of Dumbledore!"
"But Dumbledore..."
"Do not believe a word of that old, manipulating fool! Do you not see how he plays with people's lives at his whims and wishes? How he uses everyone to get what he wants? Look at how he throws Harry Potter to death without a second thought! Do you not see that the old man cares only of his own life? If he is such a powerful wizard, should he not be the one to fight Lord Voldemort instead of a mere boy?"
"Well yes, but... what about the prophecy?"
"The prophecy? Have you even heard it? I didn't think so. How can you be so sure of its rightfulness, if all you know of it is what Dumbledore has said? The prophecy is destroyed; all we have left is Dumbledore's word. Do you not think it suspicious that there is no one to confirm his words? Therefore no one to prove it false either?"
Your words seem sweet as honey,You always know how to talk,
To make me believe, to convince me,
Really, who could resist you?
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"What are you doing?!"
"What I should have done a long time ago. Leave."
"But... Leave? Ginny, really, you cannot mean it! Leave... for where?"
"It doesn't matter, as long as I am with him."
"With him? Who? Ginny! Come back here! With who?! Ginerva Weasley, listen to your Mother!"
"Mom, none of you ever understood me, you never could. Only he can really understand me."
"What do you mean we don't understand you? We love you!"
"Love?? What has love got to do with it? It's about understanding, not love. Love doesn't matter to us; there is no love in him. Only power. And understanding towards me."
"Ginny? Who... who is this he?"
"You'll see, Mom. You'll see. Take care of yourselves, as long as you yet have each other. Bye!"
One last look at the house,Which was my home for years,
But not any more, for years already;
And I am gone, to a new life.
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I abandoned my family,
Only to be with you,
I know you don't love me, not really,
Though you keep on urging that you do.
"You have changed."
"What did you expect? That I would be the same sixteen-year-old boy from the diary? I haven't been that for a long time now."
"But you sounded like him, like my Tom."
"I am he. I am... your Tom. Just a little older and wiser. You have grown very beautiful."
"Really? No one ever notices anything about me. I am just thin air for everyone. Ronald Weasley's little sister."
"Now, now, you don't think that way any more, do you? Such a young lady surely cannot go unnoticed. I'm sure you have lots of suitors."
"No, not at all."
"Do not lie to me. I know when you're lying, and I know you have dated quite a many young men."
"But they never mattered. None of them. I just kept on a facade to not arise suspicions."
"Hm, my clever little girl. You have fooled everybody, haven't you? That's why I love you so much."
"You do? Really?"
"I do."
"I love you too!"
Your words seem sweet as honey,You always know how to talk,
To make me believe, to convince me,
Really, who could resist you?
And I let myself to be fooled,
I love the feeling to be loved,
Even though it isn't real,
I love to be loved by you.