Forty-eight years of livin',
an angel in disguise.
Forty-eight years of lovin',
smiling with my eyes.
Forty-eight years of memories,
neatly tucked away.
When daylight dies I hear them rise,
and dance upon their graves.
Chorus
What's that sound comin' from the
dresser on a night as black as pitch?
What's that sound comin' from the
bureau do I dare turn on the switch?
Bones them bones, them dry bones all
bleached and deathly white.
I've got skeletons in my closet
and they're rattling tonight.
The cheat bone's connected to deceit bones
Are thereby connected to lies:
"I love you"'s said indiscriminately
Make the sockets for the eyes.
The love bones knock against the hate bones,
And the fingers click in time.
Their won't be sleep for the weary tonight,
'Cos all those bones are mine.
(hup hup, they're in my closet now
hup hup hup, I wouldn't wanna wake 'em
hup hup, they're in my dresser drawer
hup hup hup, I'm trying to forsake 'em)
~~~
…Forty-eight years of livin',
an angel in disguise…
It was raining. My seventh and
last year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry starting and I was
boarding the Hogwarts Express, the train which brought us to the school. I, and my friends, sat down in the last available
compartment on the train as usual. Harry had come back from his vacation, in
good health, compared to the previous years I remembered.
Sirius Black, his godfather had
been cleared in our sixth year after we caught Peter Pettigrew. Sirius took
Harry in and, from what I heard, terrified his aunt, cousin, and uncle for all
the mistreatment they caused Harry. They deserved it.
Ron was looking particularly
smug. He had a reason too. He received the most owls so far in his family,
captain and keeper of the Gryffindor House Quidditch Team, and he is a prefect.
Not to mention the best wizard chess player in the whole world, or I could be
exaggerating that part.
As we discussed the summer, I
couldn't help but be reminded of the terrible thoughts of last year. All those
people who died… Susan, Lisa, Pavarti, Seamus, the names brought back sadness.
But just like Cedric's death, we had to get over it, and partially I did.
The cart of sweets arrived in
our compartment and we bought some chocolate frogs, Harry and I had decided to
start a collection like Ron. Ron was only missing about 5 more of the chocolate
frog cards to have the entire collection, so we decided if we found them we
would just give it to him.
After we ate all our sweets we
started on a game of Exploding Snape. A game that, the Weasley twins, Fred and
George, created. It had various poses of Professor Snape, our potions teacher
and Slytherin Head of House. Snape had a grudge on all the other houses. That
was a known fact!
After a few hours, I decided to
go to the back to change into my Hogwarts School Robes. Ron and Harry said they
wanted to finish up their game first before they said they would change.
I crept to the back where I
snatched my case and got my robes out. I slipped the black material over my
head and took off my pants and replaced it with my gray Hogwarts skirt. Then I
put my vest and prefects badge on. We still hadn't got word of the new Head Boy
and Girl so we stuck with our old positions for the time being. When I was done
I slipped back out towards Harry and Ron.
"Are you going to finish the
game now, or when we arrive." I said.
"Pushy." Ron said, as he stepped
out to change, I stuck my tongue out at him and sat down next to Harry.
"Going to make me leave too?"
Harry said innocently peering over his glasses. I nudged him in his side softly.
"Here why don't you take Ron's
place, maybe I can get ahead some." I laughed.
"What makes you so sure I'm bad?"
"Oh well there was the last 6
years we had together playing this game." He smiled his green eyes laughing
with mirth.
The green eyes, that haunts me
wherever I am now…
~Tell me what you
think please. I'm not sure If I should continue or not.