Hi, guys! Char here. Now, I still haven't got my computer working, but I hadn't written the next chapter yet, hadn't even decided if I was going to. Well, I have. This one isn't a song fic though, although a song inspires it. Here it is.
Deep in my soul, A love so strong, It takes control. Now we both know. The secrets bared, The feelings shown. Driven far apart, I make a wish on a shooting star. Chorus: There will come a day, Somewhere far away, In your arms I'll stay, My only love. Even though you're gone, Love will still live on, The feeling is so strong, My only love, my only love. Repeat Chorus There will come a day, Somewhere far away, In your arms I'll stay, My only love. You've reached the deepest part Of the secret in my heart, I've known it from the start, My only love, my only love.
Disclaimer: JKR owns Harry Potter, and so do all her affiliates, and I dunno who owns the song My Only Love.
"Harry?" Ginny whispered, hardly daring to believe it may be true. The-man-who-looked-like-Harry just looked confused.
"That's not Harry, Mummy, that's Harris O'Hara." Jade piped up. 'Harry' went pale, then understood. He waved his hand, and conjured a mirror. Of course. Ginny thought dully. I'd forgotten about his talent for wandless magic. He looked at his face.
"Oh, shi-ugar, the spell's worn off. I'd forgotten that it had been 4 hours." He muttered.
"What spell?" Hermione asked, coming into the room, then sitting down abruptly. "Harry?" She asked weakly.
"Yeah, it's me." He ran a hand through his hair, and the lightning bolt came into view. "Although I didn't know it until I spoke to Ginny yesterday." He smiled at Ginny warmly, in the way that he'd only ever done so. "Lord Voldemort," Here, Ginny flinched, "Sorry, love, "The Dark Lord, placed a hex on me just before he died, which made it so as the minute he stopped breathing for the final time, I would no longer remember anything after my 10th birthday. The doctors explained it away as simple amnesia. I got a job as a teacher of physical education, something I always was rather good at," He smiled wryly, "But I never felt…complete. I told myself it was because I didn't remember things, but even now, even when I do remember them, I still feel that way. Because I don't have the one person I love the most. Ginny, I'm so, so, so sorry. But I love you."
"And you expect me to go to you, to welcome you with open arms, is that it?" Ginny asked, voice trembling with suppressed fury. "You expect me to say, 'I love you too,' and we'll live happily ever after? Well life doesn't work that way, everyone says so."
"I know, and I'm sorry." Harry looked so sad, she had to smile. She walked over to him, and laced her arms around his neck.
"No, you didn't let me finish." She whispered. "Everyone says that life doesn't work that way. Let's prove them wrong." She kissed him.
There will come a day,
Somewhere far away,
In your arms I'll stay,
My only love, my only love.
Well, that's the end of I will love you, what did you think? I may write a sequel, I may not. It all depends on you guys.