Meet you there
Disclaimer: None of this belongs to me, the song is all Busted's (or what was Busted ), and the characters belong to the wonderful J.K Rowling.
Dedication: Its about time I dedicated something to raspberri13, who has been awesome and reviewed most of my stories, and I'm sorry that I made you cry…
Why was I so stupid? I mean we've argued before, but we always made up afterwards - why did I get so worked up? Normally one of us apologises, we kiss and things go back to normal. Why did I keep yelling at him until he just walked out? I'll call him back tomorrow - its always better tomorrow, theres always a tomorrow…
I'm waiting
For the perfect time to call you back
Cos' I remember saying
Don't wanna know the truth
Can't handle that
I'm with Harry, we're heading to a forest where we had a lead of Voldemort residing. Harry's nervous, he reckons that the last battle will be tonight, I don't trust his instincts completely, but he could be right. I hope not - I've got Hermione's voice, loud and angry resonating around my brain. I wish I'd apologised there and then, but I got too worked up, she knew that there was a tomorrow, I might not get one. Shes so beautiful, its hard to forget her - but I have to, to concentrate on this upcoming battle.
And I try to (and I try to)
Just forget you (just forget you)
But don't know how
If only I knew
I can't find him, he isn't at home, and the Aurors won't tell me where he is, Ginny thinks that he's on an assignment with Harry, and I won't be able to contact him until they get back. I hope he's ok, I don't want anything to happen when he thinks that I'm mad at him.
It's written all over your face
Such a painful thing to waste
Tell me now where do we go?
Now the future's not so clear
I can't believe we've ended here
Where's the world that doesn't care?
Maybe I could meet you there
We've found him, I'm still thinking of her, wishing that we had made up before I left. I don't know but I've got a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach, I think I'm going to die tonight, I don't want to die when Hermione thinks that I'm mad at her. If I do die I've told Harry to tell her that I love her.
Yeah
I'm sorry
If I slagged you down, I meant no harm
When I heard the stories
Said things I didn't mean
Should have stayed calm
But sadly
You got angry
And it breaks my heart
You're so mad at me
Something isn't right, something is going to end soon, maybe the war. Whatever it is, it has something to do with Ron, I can feel it, it doesn't feel good, I want to know that he's safe.
It's written all over your face
Such a painful thing to waste
Tell me now where do we go?
Now the future's not so clear
I can't believe we've ended here
Where's the world that doesn't care?
Maybe I could meet you there
I've been hit, I'm lying on the muddy ground, my blood soaking into the soil, and making my jumper more red then maroon. I hope Harry tells her, I certainly can't, the only noise I've made was a quiet gurgle. I'll tell her myself one day, when her time comes I'll meet her there and tell her that I'm sorry and that I love her. I'll meet up with her and everything will be ok.
Maybe I could meet you there
Maybe I could meet you there
It's written all over your face
Such a painful thing to waste
Tell me now where do we go?
Now the future's not so clear
I can't believe we've ended here
Where's the world that doesn't care?
Maybe I could meet you there
Maybe I could meet you there
Maybe I should meet you there