you spend all your time waiting for that second chance for a break that would make it ok, there's always one reason to fell not good enough and its hard at the end of the day, i need some distraction, oh beautiful release, memory seeps from my veins, let me be weightless and maybe i'll find some peace tonight, in the arms of the angel, fly away from here, from this dark cold hotel room and the endlessness that you fear, you are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie you're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort there, so tired of the straight line and everywhere you turn, there's vultures and thieves at your back, and the storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies that to make up for all that you lack, it don't make no difference, escaping one last time, it easier to believe in this madness oh, this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees. chorus
Angel by sarah mclachlan
Harry sighed it had been another long day. Hermione was still distant, and overall it was a bad day. Hermione had been acting strange all week and would'nt even hint what was wrong. Harry and Hermione had never kept secrets, they were best friends. That is there was one secret in their third year considering Hermione's time turner but that was four years ago(they are in their seventh year). She was not to tell him and Ron because of Mcgonagal (did i spell that right?). This was extreamly rediculous considering that he and Ron could not help her if she would'nt speak up. Harry sigh again into the empty common room. It was late and he should'nt be awake but how could he not be awake pondering Hermione's strange behavior. This was also not good because they had a test tomarow in potions. That turned on a light bulb in Harry' head, what if Hermione was doing bad in school. No that could'nt be it, Hermione was a great student. Harry had'nt seen Hermione so flustered since the third task in their fourth year. What ever was wrong had to be bad considering Hermione was acting freaking weird. This is stupid Harry rationalized, if he wanted answers he should ask. One problem did come to mind, how to get Hermione to talk to him. Just then Harry heard a noise, somewhat like someone crying. Was that coming from the seventh year girls dorm? That's what it sounded like and without thinking Harry rose from his current position on the couch to see what was going on.
a/n- sorry for this being so short. it really isnt that good, future h/h of course! If u are wondering my reason for deleting my other stories, i posted them on *drama_queens* name. I wrote them with her if u remember(or not). if u would like to read them look her up. yes i am still working on Harry and Hermiones confusion with 2_good_for_u. this is a side project. it will be a series ( i hope). i do not own anything. The character belong to j.k rowling. the song to sarah mclachlan.
Angel by sarah mclachlan
Harry sighed it had been another long day. Hermione was still distant, and overall it was a bad day. Hermione had been acting strange all week and would'nt even hint what was wrong. Harry and Hermione had never kept secrets, they were best friends. That is there was one secret in their third year considering Hermione's time turner but that was four years ago(they are in their seventh year). She was not to tell him and Ron because of Mcgonagal (did i spell that right?). This was extreamly rediculous considering that he and Ron could not help her if she would'nt speak up. Harry sigh again into the empty common room. It was late and he should'nt be awake but how could he not be awake pondering Hermione's strange behavior. This was also not good because they had a test tomarow in potions. That turned on a light bulb in Harry' head, what if Hermione was doing bad in school. No that could'nt be it, Hermione was a great student. Harry had'nt seen Hermione so flustered since the third task in their fourth year. What ever was wrong had to be bad considering Hermione was acting freaking weird. This is stupid Harry rationalized, if he wanted answers he should ask. One problem did come to mind, how to get Hermione to talk to him. Just then Harry heard a noise, somewhat like someone crying. Was that coming from the seventh year girls dorm? That's what it sounded like and without thinking Harry rose from his current position on the couch to see what was going on.
a/n- sorry for this being so short. it really isnt that good, future h/h of course! If u are wondering my reason for deleting my other stories, i posted them on *drama_queens* name. I wrote them with her if u remember(or not). if u would like to read them look her up. yes i am still working on Harry and Hermiones confusion with 2_good_for_u. this is a side project. it will be a series ( i hope). i do not own anything. The character belong to j.k rowling. the song to sarah mclachlan.