The Melody of Love.
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine, they are all property of JK Rowling and I mean no infringement by using them, its just for fun…
Darren Hayes ( Saveage Garden), no infringement is intended by using the title and lyrics of your song in my story. ( All My heart and love to you anyway. I love you.)
Summary: Harry's musings about the way his love drives him…
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It can take you deeper every time until the darkest forces fell like heaven has come alive. Love can move you to the place inside your heart where you can feel no evil and accept that it is a natural part of life…
Love? Was there ever a more beautiful word to express the emotion? The melody of it, its simplistic rhythm that beats away at ones heart when they let their mind run free, leaving the rest of the world behind. Was there ever a more meaningful phrase than the simple, ' I love you.' It seems funny that these three word can mean so much. Then if the opportunity escapes your clutches you soon wonder if there will ever be another chance. If you will ever feel the same again.
I know that I will not.
Weaving in and out on the pitch in slow melodic patterns. If only I could weave my way this easily into her heart. If I could, there I would sit. Day by day, I would need nothing else. I would have all that I needed in the comfort that she offered.
I wonder if she thinks of me as I do of her. Don't be a git, Harry. People are scared of you. Sometimes you even scare yourself. Would I be worth loving? I may be famous and rich but would someone consistently in danger of death be worth some else's time?
Anyway, she deserves better then that. She deserves something I cannot offer her. She needs to feel safe.
Its cold out here but I can still say that love can move you…
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine, they are all property of JK Rowling and I mean no infringement by using them, its just for fun…
Darren Hayes ( Saveage Garden), no infringement is intended by using the title and lyrics of your song in my story. ( All My heart and love to you anyway. I love you.)
Summary: Harry's musings about the way his love drives him…
* * * * * *
It can take you deeper every time until the darkest forces fell like heaven has come alive. Love can move you to the place inside your heart where you can feel no evil and accept that it is a natural part of life…
Love? Was there ever a more beautiful word to express the emotion? The melody of it, its simplistic rhythm that beats away at ones heart when they let their mind run free, leaving the rest of the world behind. Was there ever a more meaningful phrase than the simple, ' I love you.' It seems funny that these three word can mean so much. Then if the opportunity escapes your clutches you soon wonder if there will ever be another chance. If you will ever feel the same again.
I know that I will not.
Weaving in and out on the pitch in slow melodic patterns. If only I could weave my way this easily into her heart. If I could, there I would sit. Day by day, I would need nothing else. I would have all that I needed in the comfort that she offered.
I wonder if she thinks of me as I do of her. Don't be a git, Harry. People are scared of you. Sometimes you even scare yourself. Would I be worth loving? I may be famous and rich but would someone consistently in danger of death be worth some else's time?
Anyway, she deserves better then that. She deserves something I cannot offer her. She needs to feel safe.
Its cold out here but I can still say that love can move you…