I love the way you can make me dance from miles away.
When you leave our back yard, I'm not jaded in the slightest because I know that you'll kiss me when you come back.
I'll be feeding the chickens, probably, and you'll come back in your travelling cloak. I'll laugh at the connection of me being not jaded and you wearing a cloak with the lining that colour.
When we sit for dinner, you will complement my table settings, say how good it is to have a name tag on a two person'd table because it always stops unnecessary chatter.I'll look at him in his portrait and I think about if I'd be happier with him than you. Millions of dreams all balled up into a paperweight later and that future is still there, intangiable.
We danced once, him and I. It was a Yule Ball- I forget who you danced with, it's not important. I didn't care. We were both so alive. The Weird Sisters can do that to you, you know. Maybe you don't. Maybe you never have known that kind of thing. It was probably the Pumpkin Juice that your brother told me afterwards he'd spiced with the tiniest bit of Felix Felicis. He'd only found a small bit but he put it in my cup so I'd have a great night. He knew I'd been down and all, what with not being picked for Triwizard and missing out on Quidditch.
He made me feel so alive that night.
And when I kissed him, I think I made him feel alive too.
But wait, I forgot. He's dead, isn't he.
Your brother's dead.
And on the inside, I am too.
When you're with me, I'm never jaded, I'm captivated. With you.
(C) first and last sentences copyrighted by the wonderful Lady Gaga. And if you've not heard her vintage work, watch. Youtube 'Lady Gaga Electric Kiss and Captivated.'