Well, numero dos is … another Tom Felton song. Trust me, there will be more *LOLs*. (if you don't get that, let me translate: trust me, there will be more *laughs*. If you still don't understand, then you're a bit screwed..) This one is called Under Stars, and it's my favourite ^-^
There's quite a few pairings actually. I was originally just making it Ron/Hermione, but I got bored. Sorry. So instead, we have- in this order- Ron/Hermione, Drarry (because I said so, BITCH!), Severus/Lily (and if you looked at it a different way, Sev/Albus? =S) and Sirius/James. I know! It's so weird and different…but hey! I might as well. So. Enjoy this Songfic (lolz at Word Autospell, changing songfic into Songfic xD) and..well, go read! Now! Byeseys =DD!
(oh, and if you want to listen to the song while you read, here's the link, again with the extracting of the spaces :- h t t p : / / w w w . y o u t u b e . c o m / w a t c h ? v = T G 6 4 t K G 9 6 f s
Songfic 2
Under Stars
I wish I knew everything there is to know about you.
And I want you to see just exactly what you mean to me.
Ron eyed his best friend over the library table. She had her head bent over a book, and tucked a bit of hair behind her ear as she scribbled out notes onto spare parchment. How he wished he knew everything about her- he would sit through hours and hours of her talking, no matter what the subject. It frustrated him, how she had no idea of what she meant to him; how she didn't see how they could be so much more than best friends!
You, you think you know me; I guarantee there's a lot more to see.
And you, you don't believe it's true that if I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming of you.
Hermione looked up at the boy in front of her, using her hair as cover. She didn't need it, as he was shovelling toast into his mouth and looking in another direction.
"You," she whispered, barely moving her lips, "You think you know me."
She sighed, and set her knife and fork down onto the table. I can safely say there's a lot more to see, she thought. She'd considered telling him about how she felt. But who was he to believe her; what need would he have to accept anytime she dreamed, his face filled her mind?
I wish that I could hold your hand, feet beneath the sand.
Draco looked over and saw the three friends looking his way. He locked grey eyes with green, and nodded in response to their gaze. He'd missed his chance- every time he saw those green eyes, he told himself he'd tell Potter how he yearned for the touch of their hands, how he imagined whisking the two of them away to a secret place somewhere. Regretfully, he lingered on those bright eyes for just a moment before turning back to his wife and son.
And I wish that I could drive you in my car to kiss you under stars.
Harry's mind wandered as he kissed his love softly before she got out of the car and followed the path to their house. He rested his head back and let the mental image of two grey eyes blot out the starry night sky. He felt not the slightest bit of guilt as he imagined those grey eyes smiling after kissing him. Closing his eyes, he let the dream fill his mind before turning off the ignition, sighing heavily and getting out of the car to follow his wife as she waited by the door.
And I want you to be everything you deserve to be.
And if I close my eyes, I can still see it perfectly.
A black cloak whipped past Dumbledore's head as the aggravated Potions Master swept past him. The old man sighed; Severus deserved so much more than the ugly luck he was landed with. Dumbledore knew he had a dream, but it could never be fulfilled. The picture of Severus and Lily Evans in their second year lingered on Dumbledore's mind.
"How did it ever come to this?"
And I, I don't know where to go. I wrote a song just to let you know,
That we, we could be together. I'd hold you forever.
Severus brushed past his boss, thinking of her. He located his office and sat down at his desk. Opening up a drawer, he found the memory in his head, and stared wistfully into the twelve-year-old Lily's eyes. He had had so many chances with her, and he'd blown every one of them. All he wanted to do was hold her close for all eternity; now, he had no chance…
I wish that I could hold your hand, feet beneath the sand.
And I wish that I could drive you in my car, to kiss you under stars.
Sirius stood a few paces behind the newly-weds, lagging behind with Remus. He felt a slight guilt for Lily as the sight of her hand clasped tightly around James's sent a pang of venom to his heart. Lily threw her flowers high into the night sky, and her and James kissed as if there were no tomorrow. When they broke apart, Sirius was nowhere to be seen.
I wish that I could hold your hand, feet beneath the sand.
And I wish that I could feel your touch,
I think about you so much.
Oh, my god. Yes, there should be a comma before 'my god' because there should be a small pause. Oh. My god sounds too dramatic and oh my god is too quick. So oh, my god does fine for me.
Oh, my god. This is a really really BAD Songfic (xD S!)! It's so retarded and messed up!
Oh, I can't look at it any longer. I-oh-just-. Ugh.
Byebyee
Chezzy Xx
