I got the inspiration for this song-fic/one-shot while listening to Superman by Taylor Swift. She's awesome. :3 This is placed a week after the Golden Trio's departure from Bill and Fleur's wedding.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Or Taylor Swift.
It had been a week since Ron, Hermione, and Harry's departure from the Burrow.
Ginny's heart got heavier as she thought about her missing brother, best friend, and love. She could never forget Ron's tactless self, or Hermione's nerd-ness, and she would never forget Harry's noble prat-ness.
Sighing, she thought back on Dumbledore's funeral, when Harry broke up with her.
"Ginny, listen..." Harry said very quietly as the buzz of conversation grew louder around them and people began to get to their feet, "I can't be involved with you anymore. We've got to stop seeing each other. We can't be together.
Ginny knew this was coming sooner or later. Honestly, she wouldn't be going out with Harry Potter if this didn't happen. She said, with an oddly twisted smile, "It's for some stupid, noble reason, isn't it?"
"It's been like... like something out of someone else's life, these last few weeks with you," said Harry. "But I can't... we can't... I've got things to do alone now."
She did not cry—she was stronger than she looked. She simply looked at him, trying to conceal her breaking heart.
"Voldemort uses people his enemies are close to. He's already used you as bait once, and that was just because you're my best friend's sister. Think about how much danger you'll be in if we keep this up. He'll know, he'll find out. He'll try and get me through you."
I don't care! Ginny wanted to yell. I won't have a bloody bastard destroying my relationship with you! Instead, she said fiercely, "What if I don't care?"
"I care," said Harry. Always caring about others but never about himself. "How do you think I'd feel if this was your funeral... and it was my fault..."
She looked away from him, over the lake, trying not to cry. She grew up with six older brothers. She was stronger than Lavender Brown, for example, who broke down crying as soon as she and Ron broke up.
"I never really gave up on you," she confessed. "Not really. I always hoped... Hermione told me to get on with life, maybe go out with some other people, relax a bit around you, because I never used to be able to talk if you were in the room, remember? And she thought you might take a bit more notice if I was a bit more—myself."
"Smart girl, that Hermione," said Harry, and she knew that he was probably trying to smile, but couldn't. "I just wish I'd asked you sooner. We could've had ages... months... years maybe..."
"But you've been too busy saving the Wizarding world," said Ginny, half laughing. "Well... I can't say I'm surprised. I knew this would happen in the end. I knew you wouldn't be happy unless you were hunting Voldemort. Maybe that's why I like you so much."
Harry was still for a few moments, then stood up, turned his back to Ginny and walked away around the lake. Holding herself together, Ginny also stood up and walked back to her dormitory. As soon as she was in the safety of her empty dorm, she started to cry.
Ginny, sighing, returned to the Burrow. Celestina Warbeck's voice was coming out of the large wooden wireless set as Ginny's mother was listening in the kitchen. Ginny grimaced and was about to go upstairs to her room when the song finished and the announcer's voice said, "Next up, 'Superman' by Taylor Swift!"
Tall, dark and superman
He puts papers in his briefcase and drives away
To save the world or go to work
It's the same thing to me
He's got his mother's eyes, his father's ambition
Ginny froze. Harry had his mother's eyes and broke as many school rules as his father—maybe even more.
I wonder if he knows how much that I miss him
And I know every word that you say, yay
You smile and say, "How are you?"
I say, "Just fine"
I always forget to tell you, I love you, I love you... forever
Ginny sat down on the couch and continued listening to the song.
I watch superman fly away
You've got a busy day today
Go save the world I'll be around
I watch superman fly away
Come back I'll be with you someday
I'll be right here on the ground
When you come back down
Tall, dark and beautiful
He's complicated, he's irrational
Got that right, Ginny thought.
But I hope someday you'll take me away and save the day, yeah
Something in his deep brown eyes has me singin'
In her mind, Ginny changed the "deep brown eyes" to "deep green eyes".
He's not as bad like his reputation
No, he isn't. But Voldemort makes him that way.
I can't hear one single word they say
And you'll leave, got places to be and I'll be okay
I always forget to tell you I love you, I loved you from the very first day
So true, Ginny thought.
I watch superman fly away
You've got a busy day today
Go save the world I'll be around
I watch superman fly away
Come back I'll be with you someday
I'll be right here on the ground
When you come back down
And I watch you fly around the world
And I hope you don't save some other girl
Don't forget, don't forget about me
Ginny remembered telling Harry to not forget her on his birthday and he replying that he wouldn't have time to date. She desperately hoped it was true.
I'm far away but I'll never let you go
I'm lovestruck and looking out the window
Don't forget, don't forget where I'll be
Right here wishing the flowers were from you
Wishing the card was from you
Wishing the call was from you
'Cause I loved you from the very first day
I watch superman fly away
You've got a busy day today to save the world
I'll be around forever and ever here
I watch superman fly away
I swear I'll be with you someday
I'll be right here on the ground
When you come back down
La, la, la
When you come back down
Ginny sat frozen in her seat. The first thought that ran through her mind: OH MY ROWLING TAYLOR SWIFT STOLE MY DIARY. (A/N: I couldn't help the AVPM reference. XD)
"Ginny? Are you alright?" Ginny's mother asked as she walked in the living room, turning off the radio.
Ginny nodded, stood up, and ran up to her room to make sure her diary wasn't stolen Taylor Swift.
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"So, which song will we dance to at the wedding, Gin?" 24-year-old Harry Potter asked he discussed his wedding with his fiancée.
23-year-old Ginny Weasley, soon-to-be Ginny Potter, smiled at her fiancé as she said, "'Superman' by Taylor Swift."
Harry raised an eyebrow at his fiancée, but didn't say anything.
On the day of their wedding, as soon as the newly wed couple stopped dancing, Harry raised an eyebrow at his wife. "That song—Superman—is really similar to your feelings when I left."
Ginny Potter, née Weasley, smiled at her husband. "That's the power of Taylor." She glanced at the star-filled sky and thought, Thank you, Taylor.
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I, personally, enjoyed writing this. :) My second HP story. I feel so happy. Expect another one soon! I have Potter fever.