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Days had passed since the death of his only love. For some reason, the sun didn't seem to glow within it's radiance anymore, and the stars seemed to loose it's breath-taking beauty. He knew in his heart that no one had been hurt as much as he had... Ever since Ginny left, she had taken a part of him with her.
Sometimes he woke in the night, breathing ragged and clutching the bed sheets tightly in his shaking hands. He would roll to his side and grasp his pillow, and cry himself for long hours until he finally drifted back into the one place he felt safe. His dreams. He saw her standing there, with that beautiful smile. She would hold him close, and whisper words of hope in his ears, hope of a better day, that the sun would rise in the sky and shine its pity onto him one day. One day.
She told him that everyone needed him that they couldn't live without him. He could remember listening to her soft voice even when he woke in the late hours of the day, her voice echoing in his ears and marking his heart forever.
Harry sat now, on the roof of the tallest tower, overlooking the vast Hogwarts grounds below. His emerald eyes glittered in the light as the blazing sun rose slowly, climbing up over the line of dark trees. The soft, kind wind teased the black strands of hair that still etched his pale face. His glasses lie next to him, because he just didn't need them. Remembering what Ginny had said once, he had taken them off.
**"Sometimes you just don't need to see to feel, Harry. Sometimes its what's in your heart that matters the most, and you don't need your eyes to see it."**
There she is, he thought as a smile crossed his face for the first time in weeks. He fixed his gaze upon the fiery sun that hung in the balance between earth and the heavens above, that blazing red orb, the orange color. Her hair. Then he looked down at the glittering lake below, and as the sun reflected its light over the surface, it shined with such a beauty and magnificence he could only think of her pure heart and soul. The strong bark of the trees caught his eye as well, because he could remember looking deep within her eyes, past just the simplicity of its brown color- to see the love, caring, fun person she really was. You could always tell how she felt by her eyes, he knew.
And even now, when her light had long since flickered out, he could still feel her presence, as if she was sitting next to him on top of the tower itself, putting her hand over his and telling him that everything.. Everything would be all right once more.
"Come what may," he found himself whispering, the wind carrying his voice away towards the bright blue sky, and to where he knew she was, happy once again. "I will love you, until my dying.." No thoughts crossed his mind then, and no words were needed to express how he felt now, in that moment. Harry knew in his heart there was no need to finish it, but he just needed to say goodbye, and this was his only way.
"Day."
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There was a boy
A very strange, enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea
A little shy, and sad of eye
But very wise was he
And then one day
One magic day, he passed my way
And while we spoke of many things
Fools and kings
This he said to me
The greatest thing, you'll ever learn
Is just to love, and be loved in return
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-End-
Days had passed since the death of his only love. For some reason, the sun didn't seem to glow within it's radiance anymore, and the stars seemed to loose it's breath-taking beauty. He knew in his heart that no one had been hurt as much as he had... Ever since Ginny left, she had taken a part of him with her.
Sometimes he woke in the night, breathing ragged and clutching the bed sheets tightly in his shaking hands. He would roll to his side and grasp his pillow, and cry himself for long hours until he finally drifted back into the one place he felt safe. His dreams. He saw her standing there, with that beautiful smile. She would hold him close, and whisper words of hope in his ears, hope of a better day, that the sun would rise in the sky and shine its pity onto him one day. One day.
She told him that everyone needed him that they couldn't live without him. He could remember listening to her soft voice even when he woke in the late hours of the day, her voice echoing in his ears and marking his heart forever.
Harry sat now, on the roof of the tallest tower, overlooking the vast Hogwarts grounds below. His emerald eyes glittered in the light as the blazing sun rose slowly, climbing up over the line of dark trees. The soft, kind wind teased the black strands of hair that still etched his pale face. His glasses lie next to him, because he just didn't need them. Remembering what Ginny had said once, he had taken them off.
**"Sometimes you just don't need to see to feel, Harry. Sometimes its what's in your heart that matters the most, and you don't need your eyes to see it."**
There she is, he thought as a smile crossed his face for the first time in weeks. He fixed his gaze upon the fiery sun that hung in the balance between earth and the heavens above, that blazing red orb, the orange color. Her hair. Then he looked down at the glittering lake below, and as the sun reflected its light over the surface, it shined with such a beauty and magnificence he could only think of her pure heart and soul. The strong bark of the trees caught his eye as well, because he could remember looking deep within her eyes, past just the simplicity of its brown color- to see the love, caring, fun person she really was. You could always tell how she felt by her eyes, he knew.
And even now, when her light had long since flickered out, he could still feel her presence, as if she was sitting next to him on top of the tower itself, putting her hand over his and telling him that everything.. Everything would be all right once more.
"Come what may," he found himself whispering, the wind carrying his voice away towards the bright blue sky, and to where he knew she was, happy once again. "I will love you, until my dying.." No thoughts crossed his mind then, and no words were needed to express how he felt now, in that moment. Harry knew in his heart there was no need to finish it, but he just needed to say goodbye, and this was his only way.
"Day."
--
There was a boy
A very strange, enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea
A little shy, and sad of eye
But very wise was he
And then one day
One magic day, he passed my way
And while we spoke of many things
Fools and kings
This he said to me
The greatest thing, you'll ever learn
Is just to love, and be loved in return
--
-End-