I don't own Harry Potter or any of the songs I use, I just like them both...more than anyone should; it gets ridiculous.
Okay, this is from the musical Les Miserables. I keep forgetting to mention. "Feed the Birds" is from Mary Poppins and "Someday" is by Celtic Woman. "Bring Him Home" is from Les Miserables and "Dance with My Father" is by Luther Vandross. I'm sorry I keep on forgetting, don't kill me! Thanks to Casi (jokergirl4ever) and rec2527 for reviewing and I'm sorry for making people sad and stuff. I love you!
Hermione was reading Hogwarts: A History, she had lost count how many times. But she wanted to tell Larla anything, she couldn't believe that Larla was nine and would be going to Hogwarts in two years.
"Momma?" Larla asked.
"Hey, baby girl, how was school?"
"I don't wanna talk about it."
"Why not?" Hermione asked, closing the book.
"They were talking about parent's day." Larla whispered.
Hermione nodded, pulling her daughter into a hug. This was always a problem. Parent's day was when both parents came to the class to tell the students what they did. Hermione had been going without Draco for so long. He would've loved to see Larla's pride when she told the class that her mom was a singer. The teacher asked where Draco was when Larla was six, because Larla always said that he was in a hospital far away. Hermione told the teacher that Draco was extremely sick and was in a hospital in America. The teacher nodded but left the topic alone.
"What are you gonna sing for Parent's Day?" she asked.
"Well, I was hoping that you would help me sing a song but if you don't then that's okay." Hermione said.
"I like hearing you sing." Larla said, with a smile that was reminiscent of Draco.
Hermione smiled. "Then I'll sing. What should I sing about?"
"About how much you miss Daddy." Larla said, taking Hermione's hand like Ginny would. Tears filled Hermione's eyes; Larla was too smart for a nine year old.
"Okay." Hermione said.
Parent's Day….
"Next up is Larla's mother, Hermione Malfoy." The teacher said.
Hermione winked at Larla before going up in front of the class. "Hey guys, well as Miss. Eponine just said, my name is Hermione and I'm a singer."
"Are you famous?"
"Not here, I'm not, but in another place I am." Hermione said, with a genuine smile.
"Is Larla going to sing with you?" James asked.
"No, James, I'm singing by myself about Uncle Draco." She said. James smiled and reached over to grip Larla's hand after turning to look at his parents, who looked sad. Larla smiled at him and nodded at her mother.
"And now I'm all alone again,
Nowhere to turn,
Nowhere to go to.
Without a home,
Without a friend,
Without a face to say 'hello' to.
And now the night is here
And I can make believe he's here.
Sometimes I walk alone at night
When everybody else is sleeping.
I think of him and them I'm happy
With the company I'm keeping.
The city goes to bed…
And I can live inside my head."
Hermione hit a button on the CD player she bought and soft, melodic music came out of it. She looked up at Harry and Ginny, who had their arms around each other. She knew they would get emotional as the song progressed but she was proud of the song she chose.
"On my own,
Pretending he's beside me.
All alone,
I walk with him till morning.
Without him,
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way,
I close my eyes and he has found me.
In the rain,
The pavement shines like silver.
All the lights are misty in the river
In the darkness,
The trees are full of starlight
And all I see is him and me,
Forever and forever.
And I know, it's only in my mind
That I'm talking to myself and not to him.
And although I know that they are blind
Still I say, there's a way for us."
Looking at Larla as she sang, she saw tears sting the eyes of her daughter and little James and then Ginny and Harry, realizing that she wasn't just singing for herself…she was singing for all of those who loved Draco.
"I love him and when the night is over
He is gone, and the river's just a river.
Without him,
The world around me changes.
The trees are bare and everywhere
The streets the streets are full of strangers.
I love him!
But everyday I'm learning
All my life, I've only been pretending.
Without me,
The world will go on turning.
A world that's full of happiness
That I will never know!"
Larla, dragging James with her, ran to Hermione, hugging her legs.
"I love him…
I love him…
I love him…
But never on my own."
The classroom sat there, mystified. Hermione hugged her daughter, tears welling up in her eyes. She met eyes with Harry, who nodded. Hermione smiled, knowing she was never alone.