A/N: okay, this is yet another fic for the lovely Albe-Chan, who asked me to write one. I hope it turned out to her satisfaction!

Serindraxx

Disclaimer: I don't own the song or the characters; nope not me!

Dream Walkin'

She left a yellow rose and a long neck bottle
On a table beside my bed
With a short little note said I had a good time

I watched as she walked out of my life completely. I knew that it was selfish of me to wish her back, since she managed to make James happy.

I couldn't imagine the hurt he would feel if she went with me instead.

She didn't sign her name I wonder
If that's a little secret that she keeps
Ooo she's walkin' around in my sleep

Every night, she danced around me, causing my sleep to be interrupted. She was never really there, but I really wanted her to be.

Sirius said he thought me a fool to want her. Maybe it was because I couldn't have her.

Dream walkin' pillow talkin'
She's callin' my name again
Day's breakin' I ain't wakin' up I'm sleepin' in
I'm on a roll now I gotta know how this dream ends

My life was so totally screwed up there was no way to save it. I knew that I would just mess up someone else's life if I tried. Lily had never been mine.

You could say I haven't seen her since late last summer
But every night she comes back
Just like smoke through the keyhole

We had exchanged letters the first summer after we met, and all I got to read about was James. How much of a bastard he was, how could such an arrogant fool believe she could love him?

But as the summers went by, the letters gradually changed; toward the beginning of Seventh year, she started questioning me about James and how things were doing for him.

I got sick of it and just threw her letters away without answering them.

Dream walkin' pillow talkin'
She's callin' my name again
Day's breakin' I ain't wakin' up I'm sleepin' in
I'm on a roll now I gotta know how this dream ends

When we met again that last year, I found out that Lily was made Head Girl. Why she couldn't have told me through the letters we exchanged was beyond me; but then I flushed. Maybe she had but I never read it.

Ooo there's a thin line between dreams and memories
I'll be losin' my mind 'til she comes back to me

So now here I am, fighting the wish that she could have been mine. It hurts me to think that her son might have been mine if things had worked out. I find myself wishing I had never thrown away her letters. I might have had something to look back on.

I might have had a dream to live through.

She's walkin' around in my sleep
She's walkin' around in my sleep

A/N: okay, here is the fic. Please review if you would be so kind. Just no flames!

Serindraxx