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LIFE'S A SONG
Chapter Six

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The household had been awoken the next day by Seamus's rendition of 'Under the Sea' while he was in the shower. Wearily they had managed to pull together something that resembled a breakfast, mentally preparing themselves for another day of singing, and possibly dancing, as Hermione's research had suggested that such a thing could happen. None of them were particually looking forward to that, then again, who would?

The breakfast they had managed to make was simple a large pot of coffee, an equally large amount of tea and a huge pile of toast with various jams and marmalades they had managed to find in the larder.

Hermione was buttering a piece of toast with liberal amounts of butter when a large, black owl dropped a letter onto her plate. It flew off out the large kitchen window before anyone could tell who it belonged to. Curiously, Hermione picked up the letter and slit the envelope open using a clean knife that was lying on the table beside Ron's plate. Ron rolled his eyes - he had been just about to pick up the knife when Hermione had snatched it away. Reluctantly he stood and fetched another from the drawer which housed the cutlery, muttering insults under his breath.

She had turned rather pale whilst reading the piece of parchment she had pulled from the envelope. She suddenly shook her head and dropped the letter, running out of the kitchen before anyone could stop her.

Harry picked up the letter and scanned it, his emerald green eyes full of worry behind his glasses. He clapped his hand to his mouth in shock. "Her parents," he managed to choke out. "They've... they've been killed in a car crash," he told the other two who were as shocked as he was by the news. He put the letter down on the table in a surprisingly careful motion and raced out of the kitchen after Hermione to comfort her.

After a couple of second of awkward silence between Seamus and Ron, they too left the kitchen and walked quietly up the two staircases to Harry and Hermione's bedroom which was on the third floor.

The door was open and they could see Hermione and Harry sat on the king-sized bed. She was crying into Harry's shoulder. Her body was racked with sobs which penetrated the current silence of the house. Harry, too, had silent tears running down his pale face, but it was easy to see he was trying to be brave for Hermione's sake. He was whispering quietly to her in a reassuring tone, even though his grief was almost as great as hers and it was obvious that he was finding it difficult to speak. The Grangers had accepted him readily into their family and he had been like a son to them. He had loved them like they were his parents.

After watching the grieving couple in silence for a few minutes, Seamus began to sing softly. He was joined after a few lines by Ron, both finding it hard to get the words out.

"When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on.
Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes.

Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along.
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)
when you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on.

Everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends.
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand.
If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on.

Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes.
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on.
(Everybody hurts. You are not alone.)"

When they finished singing, neither Ron nor Seamus doubted that Harry and Hermione hadn't heard the song - their tears and the evident grief on their faces was more than enough to tell them that they hadn't heard a word.

At the end of the song, Ron took a deep breath, he held onto the door frame to steady himself. "I have to go and see my parents," he told Seamus quietly, and he quickly slipped away. He was obviously trying not to let a single tear out, but it wasn't working. Seamus nodded his understanding, brushing some sandy blonde hair from his eyes, and followed him to where the grand and rather imposing fireplace stood in the living room. After Ron had disappeared via the Floo Network to the Burrow, Seamus travelled to his parents house in Ireland.

It was one of those times when you need your parents more than anything.

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A/N:The song Everybody Hurts belongs to REM.

Here's a thanks section for Chapter Five:
sugar-n-spice - Thanx! i know I'm mean to them, but hey - I'm the author I can do what I want to them! Mwhahaha...
Geneathen - Yeah, i know there's more song than fic - one of the reasons I hate writing song fics; I'm useless at them! Thankfully there are only a couple of chapters left to post!
Panny-Plan - Thanx!
Noodlejelly - Thanks, though I hope this chapter wasn't too sad for you!
Harry + Hermione 2gether 4ever - There are just a few more chapters to go now...

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