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This is my first attempt at a Pansy Parkinson/Oliver Wood fic so I hope everyone likes it and I value feedback. Isn't this the first of a kind?

Nothing I Can Do

By Liberty Ford

There's nothing I can do

I can't help loving you

There's nothing I could say

If I can't make you stay

I can't let you see the sorrow in my heart my baby

I'll have to let you go

He walked away from me that night and I almost died. I think a piece of me had been falling away each time he left but tonight was different. It was like half of my heart just died. The other half he had tied up in his pocket. I felt like there was blood on my hands. Like we were dirty because we were in love.

            I cried for several hours, that was several hours of tears and pain as he left me alone. I couldn't believe it was our last night together, the last night our bodies would be together and the last night I'd ever get to touch him again. I know we didn't have a relationship as such, no one knew about us but then I protest. How could they? A Gryfinndor and a Slytherin wasn't exactly an easy combination.

I saw him briefly the following morning. Our eyes met and for a moment I thought he might run up to me and kiss me. He didn't, I didn't even get a smile fro, his sweet boy lips. My mind seemed to blank out. He was all I could see. He'd picked me up and led me down. He was tracing my lips with his finger and then we kissed.

Without your smile I know so well

I'm just an empty shell

Make sure to keep in touch

Id value it so much

There's so much I would like to say to you

But I will just have to let you go

I'm not sure how long my mind was spaced out. I know I woke in the Hospital wing with several people surrounding my bed. They all seemed to be looking at me very sternly and Madam Pomfrey looked like she'd been crying. I wanted to ask what was wrong, I wanted to sit up, but when I tried wands were pulled on me.

            No one told me what I'd done. No one seemed to want to speak about it only Professor Dumbledore. But I knew what I'd done. He shook his head and asked me why. I wanted to know why my head hurt. He handed me a wet towel and when I took it I cried. My hands were covered in blood. He gave me a mirror and my face was too covered in blood.

            I watched his precious face come towards mine. He was colder than usual. Ice lips and ice fingers, both touching me. He grasped at my head and I felt the life drain from my body.

            "Oliver?" I gasped with my last breath.

"Pansy. I did love you." He said taking my hand.

"I know." I replied letting him lead me. "Where are we going?"

"Anywhere you like."

He handed me a Daily Profit and I stared into the page. It read:

Pansy Parkinson was today given the Dementors Kiss for the brutal murder of Oliver Wood.

"You killed me." Oliver said after a few minutes of silence.

"No Oliver." I replied with slight malice in my voice. "You killed me. You killed me the moment you touched me without love. You killed me every time you left in the middle of the night without so much as a kiss goodbye. Then you killed my heart when you left me at Hogwarts without even a smile to remember you by."

            I gave him something to think about as we walked through the streets hand in hand. And he had all eternity to ponder his mistakes.

There's so much I would like to say to you

I'll have to let you go

The End