Ok, so (again) this is a repost... In case people are wondering, I took all my stuff off because I got depressed with my writing, but now I'm putting them back... Which is turning a frown upside down! But uh... yeah. So all credit goes to J.K. Rowling, and Staind. I own nothing but the plot. PS Harry's thoughts are in the normal font, Ginny's in italics.
If you just walked away
What could I really say?
I watched you walk away from me silently, shoulders slumped, heavy with the weight of the world. What am I supposed to say to someone who keeps pushing me out? To someone who I love, but doesn't want my love?
Would it matter anyway?
Would it change how you feel
Would it really matter even if I did say something? Anything? You're determined to do what you think is right for me. Even if I disagree
I am the mess you chose
The closet you can not close
I feel your eyes, filled with tears, staring at my back as I walk away. Your eyes so full of hurt. I can't help it. You chose this mess, Ginny. You chose this messed up boy who wasn't worth the time of day.
The devil in you I suppose
'Cause the wounds never heal
I know you don't understand how I can walk away from the best year of either of our lives without looking back. I know I've created wounds in your perfect soul, that will mar it forever, never healing. It's my fault that you've had to utter the Killing Curse. It's my fault that you've had to fight battle after bloody, horrifying battle. And the scary part? I think you enjoyed it.
Two Years Later
But everything changes
If I could turn back the years
I'm watching you silently. I know you see me, as you pick up Bill and Fleur's new baby, Victoire. I know you know I'm watching you as you laugh with Hermione about Ron's ideas for their wedding.
If you could learn to forgive me
Then I could learn to feel
I'm watching all of the things going on around me coldly. Numbly. You have no idea how emotionally dead I am. I don't feel anything anymore. I haven't, ever since that night I left you standing on the door to Hogwarts, crying your silent tears. But if you could only forgive me. You're the only person I know who could help me. Help me, Ginny. Help me find my heart again.
Sometimes the things I say
In moments of disarray
I think back to the harsh things I said to you during the battle. The harsh words I yelled as you ran into the fray. I didn't mean any of them, Ginny. I was worried. About you.
Succumbing to the games we play
To make sure that it's real
I remember, sitting at night in the Gryffindor Common room, make-believing that the War was over, and we were married. It was always one of my favorite memories. It assured me that what we had was real. That it wasn't a simple child's love.
When it's just me and you
Who knows what we could do
Together, Ginny. It's how we did everything that year. Always together. And look at the things we did. Who knows what good we could do now? All the things we could do…
If we can just make it through
The toughest part of the day
If we can just make it over this hill, Ginny. Not a hill, but a bloody mountain. But we've already faced the worst. We already went through the toughest part of our lives. Nothing would stand in the way of us being together anymore. If you'd just give me the chance.
Then we could
Stay here together
And we could
Conquer the world
If we could
Say that forever
It's more than just a word
I know you're watching me, Harry. I can feel your eyes follow me, as I hug my mother, as I kiss the baby, as I force myself to laugh. We could have done so much together. I used to dream of us, being together forever, sitting in our own house, and simply laying together on the couch. We could have been so much together, Harry. We still could have something, Harry. Just say the word, and I'm yours forever. And forever's more than a seven letter word, Harry.
If you just walked away
What could I really say?
It's finally dark. Everyone's getting ready to return to their respective homes. I'm watching you say goodbye to your parents, and turn towards the door. I'm not the one walking away anymore. It's you. And what am I supposed to say?
It wouldn't matter anyway
It wouldn't change how you feel.
I can't sit here and wait anymore. I have to have you, Ginny. I'm running after you, out the door, and into the garden where you keep your broom. You're already on it, getting ready to leave. I hear the words coming, but I'm watching through a fog. I love you, Ginny. I love you. You're crying now. I knew that this was a hopeless gesture. But I couldn't let you leave without telling you how I felt. So I've said my piece. I turn back towards the house, when I hear your quiet voice behind me.
I watch you walking away from me again. It can't happen again. I won't let you this time. Don't go, Harry. Don't leave me again…
I love you too, Harry.
