~*~They're Playing Our Song~*~
A/N: Darn! I tried, and tried and tried to ignore the requests, but I couldn't! IT WAS TOO HARD!!!!!!! Anyway, review, please.
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I'm lying in my bed, all alone
Called you once again
No one is home
Hermione dialed Harry's number again, while crying. Ring, ring. Ring, ring. Nothing. She slammed the phone down, and then started crying harder. Hermione looked out her light blue curtains, to see pouring rain.
It's raining outside
On Saturday night
Turning out the light, agin I tried
She sighed. Hermione hated Saturdays for no particular reason at all. She moved across the room again and sat on her bed and turned out the light. Sleep wouldn't come. It never did these days. She switched the lamp back on and tried to call Harry again. Why did he leave her? Hermione asked herself when she hung up the phone for the third time that night. She tried to distract herself with a book. When it mentioned the word "boyfriend" she screamed and flung the book across the room and again started to cry.
My friends say I'm too good, too good for you
And maybe that's true, well I don't care
What do theyall know, they got it all wrong
The phone rang and made Hermione jump. It rang again. She grabbed the reciever, and said "Hello?"
"Hermione?" it was Ginny. She wished it was Harry.
Hermione sighed. "Yeah?"
"What're you doing? Reading?"
"Crying."
This time Ginny sighed. "Get over him, Hermione. You're too good for him, and you know it. He knows it too, that's probably why—"
"Why he left me? Because he felt infererior to me? That's the craziest excsue you've come up with yet!" Hermione exclaimed.
"It's not crazy! As a matter of fact, I think I'm right," Ginny said defiantly.
Hermione couldn't take it. She slammed the phone down again. She turned on the radio. What she heard made her eyes well up again.
This is so unfair
They're playing our song
Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It's much harder to come by
I'm waiting in line
Hermione tried to shut the radio off, but her hands wouldn't work. The song kept on playing, playing memories.
She tried to turn the radio off again, but still, nothing happened.
Nobody gets too much loving no more
It's as high as a mountain,
And harder to climb
Hermione stared angrily at the radio as it played those last verses over and over again; too bad it was such a long song.
Something's going on
What is wrong?
I want you to be here
Why don't you come?
She looked ou the window again, almost hoping to see him on his broomstick outside, the way she used to. Nothing except darkness ou there, Herm, she told herself. Not Harry zooming past on that Firebolt, only to come back grinning and take her for a ride, often into the sunset.
Not anymore.
And spend some time with me
Can't you see
Have we come undone
Is this the end of our song
Finally, the song on the radio ended, and she could finally turn it off, though it didn't make any difference now.
The song was over, and so was the love that she and Harry had once shared.
Over. Over. The word repeated itself again and again.
Over.
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A/N: Sorry, didn't want to repeat the chorus again and again, thought I'd save you some time. Oh well.
Disclaimer: Song: "Our Song" M2M on "Shades of Purple." Characters, J.K. Rowling.