I'm back-ish. I got the inspiration to write this on the spur of the moment. It is rather angsty...reader beware. I don't own Harry Potter or Blink 182's Adam's Song, just this plot. Thank you for reading this far.
~Sakura
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ron sighed and walked down the hall. Harry was off at Quidditch practice or something. Sure, at first it had been cool to have one of the most famous wizards in the world your best friend. Now it just felt as though he was being pushed aside and overshadowed.
I never thought I'd die alone
I laughed the loudest who'd have known?
I trace the cord back to the wall
No wonder it was never plugged in at all
Ron sat on the couch and put his head in his hands. It felt like no one cared. Harry and Hermione had each other and all their other friends. His parents had all his brothers and his sister. It wasn't fair. 'Who said life was fair' said a small part of his mind.
I took my time, I hurried up
The choice was mine I didn't think enough
I'm too depressed to go on
You'll be sorry when I'm gone
He searched through the chest at the end of the bed. There had to be something sharp in there; a pair of scissors, a shaving blade, or something. 'I just want this to be over. Feel like there is nothing left to live for anymore.' His fingers grazed something metal. He pulled put a small pocketknife. 'It'll have to do."
I never conquered, rarely came
16 just held such better days
Days when I still felt alive
We couldn't wait to get outside
The world was wide, too late to try
The tour was over We'd survived
I couldn't wait till I got home
To pass the time in my room alone
Ron looked at the knife's sharp edge. 'It's now or never.' He pressed the sharp blade into his wrists. Staring at the blood flowing from the wound he cut the other wrist. The pain was a reward, relief from the pains in his heart.
I never thought I'd die alone
Another six months I'll be unknown
Give all my things to all my friends
You'll never set foot in my room again
You'll close it off, board it up
Remember the time that I spilled the cup
Of apple juice in the hall
Please tell mom this is not her fault
He set a note on Harry's bed and walked into the bath. Sitting on the tile floor, he pulled the knife out again and looked at the bloody edge. 'My blood' Ron thought. The red liquid dripped onto the floor.
I never conquered, rarely came
16 just held such better days
Days when I still felt alive
We couldn't wait to get outside
The world was wide, too late to try
The tour was over We'd survived
I couldn't wait till I got home
To pass the time in my room alone
The blade went to his throat. It started to slowly make it's way across. The door suddenly opened. Horrified Lavender looked at Ron. "R..Ron?" She gasped. She screamed and flew to his side. "It'll be okay. Don't worry...I'll get you help. Don't worry. Please." Tears falling from her eyes she ran from the room.
I never conquered, rarely came
But tomorrow holds such better days
Days when I can still feel alive
When I can't wait to get outside
The world is wide, the time goes by
The tour is over, I've survived
I can't wait till I get home
To pass the time in my room alone
The sun was shining in the window by Ron's bed in the Hospital Wing. There was a large amount of sweets on the table from other students. He smiled. 'Maybe I do have something to live for. Maybe someone does care. I wouldn't have been saved otherwise.'
~~~~~~**********~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ahhhh... Song-fics..one of the few things I'm decent at in life. R&R please. Thank you in advance.
~Sakura
