Disclamer: Harry Potter does not belong to me and neither do any of the other characters. They all are the property of JKR. The song, obviously, doesn't belong to me, either. ;) If there actually is anyone, who doesn't know the artist, his name would be George Michael.
A/N: I am no particular fan of this song, but it just… fits my purposes perfectly in this fic. laughs maniacally Please do read this to the end, before you form an opinion. ;D
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Last Christmas I gave you my heart
But the very next day you gave it away
Flashback
"Shut it Potter! I don't want it!" It felt to Harry, like the mighty voice of the Potions Master was shaking the foundation of the School.
"But… I thought you loved…" Harry tried to argue, his own voice laced with wonder and disbelief.
"No! I won't hear another word! Leave me alone!" The door of massive oak was thrown shut in the face of one dumbstruck Harry Potter and he was left standing outside in the cold, dark dungeon floor.
End Flashback
This year, to save me from tears
I'll give it to someone special
It was almost midnight, when the eerie silence of the holiest of all nights was broken by the happy shout of one Draco Malfoy.
"Really?"
"Yes, I want to give it to you."
"Oh Harry! But… are you sure? I mean… I realize I haven't been very fair to you in the past year. Hell! I haven't been fair to you in the past decade! And now… this… I just don't know what to say."
"Then don't say anything. I know already, how much you longed for this. I'm just glad that you will accept it. Even though it is me."
Once bitten and twice shy
I keep my distance but you still catch my eye
Tell me, baby do you recognise me?
Oh well, it's been a year it doesn't suprise me
Outside the Great Hall, in the shadow provided by an opened door, stood one certain Potions Professor, clutching desperately with both his hands at the lower area of his chest.
A child of darkness, he remained in the shadows. Pitifully unseen, as his two former students, now colleagues, were happily sharing their holiday meal.
And there it lay, right in front of Draco Malfoy, served to him on a silver platter – the sweet, tender heart…
Of the Christmas duck.
Last Christmas I gave you my heart
But the very next day you gave it away
This year, to save me from tears
I'll give it to someone special
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MWAHAHAHAHA! Didn't expect that? Or maybe you did and are very disappointed in me now. In any case please review! ;D