Disclaimer: Still don't own Harry or Draco, don't own Ron or Hermione, I don't own Siris Black or Remus Lupin, I do own their son though. I don't own any songs but my l my lil poem, but we're not gonna get into that right now.....on with the story.

How you Remind Me

~Never made it as a wise man, I couldn't cut as a poor man stealing, tired of living like a blind man, I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling and this is how you remind me~

Quietly, Carol got up out of her bed and found it was her friend's birthday the day before and today was her birthday. She smirked evilly and then and then someone tapped at her window. She spun around, her night gown flying up a bit. She then faced a newly 8 year old David right in front of her. He smiled a bit," Hi what's up?" She blushed a bit as he was standing so close to her their chests where almost touching.
"Nothing," she told him," You?" He shrugged a bit and walked over to her bed, sitting down on it. She sat down next to him.
"You're not supposed to be here," she whispered to him. He smiled down at her. Light greenish blue met emerald green. As if on instinct, he looked away and said," I wanted to be the first to wish you a Happy Birthday." She smiled lightly, thinking nothing of it.

~This is how, you remind me of what I really am, this is how, you remind me of what I really am, it's not like you, to say sorry, I was waiting on a different story, this time I'm, mistaken, for handing you a heart worth breaking, I've been wrong, I've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle, these 5 words are in my head, scream," Are we having fun yet?" Yet? Yet? yet? no no~

"Carol? My dad told me about him and your dad. He said they where in love for a long period of time. What did your dad say," David asked and Carol lightly tapped a finger to her lips, something she was famous for.
"Same thing, I guess," she told him. "Why? Are you okay?" He shrugged.
"Yah, I guess, I'm just kinda uncomfortable with it...my dad being gay.....I mean, I just found it out, I was pretty surprised, and happy that my dad didn't care about what other people thought. He said your dad thought the same way," David told his best friend. She shrugged. 'She's so pretty..............,' David thought to himself.
"David? You there buddy? Okay, thought you went blank on me man, you sure you're okay?," she asked him. He nodded and got up, walking towards the window.
"Where are you going?," she asked him, almost begging he wouldn't leave.
"For a ride on the broom, wanna come?," he asked and she nodded furiously, following him.

~It's not like you didn't know that, I said I love and I swear I still do, It must've been so bad, cause living' with me must have damn near killed you and this is how you remind me of what I really am, this is how you remind me of what I really am~

David carefully climbed onto his broom and reached out a hand for Carol to take. Gingerly, Carol grasped his hand and pulled herself onto the broom behind David. As soon as she was on, she wrapped her arms around David, holding on for dear life. He smiled softly.
"It's okay, don't worry, you won't fall, I won't let you. But I need to show you something," he told her. Carol was surprised at the softness in his voice. This was his birthday present to her. She felt special.
"Close your eyes," David told her and she squeezed her eyes shut and heard rushing water. Suddenly, she felt her feet touch the ground and she opened her eyes. She gaped at the scene in front of her. A small waterfall was before her and a small lake that was as clear as pool water.
"This is Lake Pool. I know, it's weird, huh? but it was man made, this whole thing. They dug this hole in the ground, took out all the rocks, and put tiles in the ground, then they made a waterfall and the water is pool water actually. That's why it's so clear. See, you can see the tiles," David pointed out the blue and white tiles about 3 feet below in front of them and you could see them underwater. It was basically just a pool with a waterfall in the middle of no where. Carol gasped," Its beautiful."

~~This is how, you remind me of what I really am, this is how, you remind me of what I really am, it's not like you, to say sorry, I was waiting on a different story, this time I'm, mistaken, for handing you a heart worth breaking, I've been wrong, I've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle, these 5 words are in my head, scream," Are we having fun yet?" Yet? Yet? yet? no no~

"David, what are you doing," Carol asked as David started pulling off his clothes.
"Going swimming. Here, I got swimming trunks and a tanktop for you to swim in, go and change over there, don't worry, no ones around but me and I'm not looking," he said and Carol skipped over to a spot behind a tree. She pulled off her skimpy little nightgown and pulled on the swimming trunks, pulling the white tank over her head and it fit her perfectly. She skipped back out and walked over to the ledge of the pool, dipping a foot into it. David had black swimming trunks on, to Carol's disappointment (LOL) David disappeared under water and suddenly, he had pulled Carol underwater. David laughed evilly and swam away as Carol pouted, water dripping from her light brown hair. The now 8 year old girl tried swimming after him, but got scared and swam away from the deep end.
"Carol? You okay," David called out. She wiggled her toes, feeling the tiles under her feet, soft and smooth.
"Yup....but...I uh......can't swim in the deep in, daddy said not to," she told him, shouting across the length of the pool. David swam back over and pulled her on his back and he swam out to the deep end.
"NO! I don't wanna go," she cried out and swam back to shore.
"Baby," David mumbled and swam over to her.

~Never made it as a wise man, I couldn't cut as a poor man stealing, tired of living like a blind man, I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling and this is how you remind me~

David clicked his tongue as soon as he was in hearing range with the kid. He propped his elbows on the grass, still in the pool. Carol had her knees folded up against her chest, shivering from the cold. Harry's son reached over and grabbed his jacket, putting it around Carol as he climbed out of the pool.
"Sorry," Carol whispered breathily," I'm just not that good a swimmer yet." David threw the comment over his head. (I mean, really....he did)
"Don't worry bout it, I was just like that a coupla years ago. You're just....uh....maturing, I think the word is....yah maturing slower than others....," he said and turned his head up to face the starry sky.
"David?," she asked quietly.
"Yes?"
"What are you thinking about?"
"You...."

~~This is how, you remind me of what I really am, this is how, you remind me of what I really am, it's not like you, to say sorry, I was waiting on a different story, this time I'm, mistaken, for handing you a heart worth breaking, I've been wrong, I've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle, these 5 words are in my head, scream," Are we having fun yet?" Yet? Yet? yet? no no~

For a while, the two kids sat for a long time in complete and utter silence. Carol twiddled her thumbs, blushing about 17 shades of red. (That's a lot of red, man, that's a lot of red)
"Uh....we better be getting back...yah know, parents and everything," Carol said to the boy sitting next to her. He nodded and got on the broom, Carol behind him, and they rode into the nide sky. (Doing the bull thing, feelin the flow, feelin it, feelin it. LOL srry, onto the story) In record time, the broom had taken the Potter and Malfoy to their destination (ooooo big word hehehehe) Carol jumped into her window and waved goodbye, starting to walk away.
"Carol, wait.....," David called after her. She walked back to the window.
"Yes???," she asked impatiently. David leaned down and kissed her square on the lips (WOAH UNDERAGE PPL) About 10 seconds later, David pulled back, his lips centimeters away from Carol's.
"Happy Birthday," he whispered to her and she could feel his hot breath on her lips. About a minute later, Carol fainted.
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heh, Carol fainted. Yah, ppl, I know I have bad grammar and spelling, but bear with me, I never pay attention in class. Please, no flames, no telling me I have bad grammar and spelling cuz I know......The bull thing somewhere in there was from Happy Gilmore, Kevin Nealon said it and I thought it was pretty funny, so I put it in there. Words between parentheses are author notes, kk? I'll update soon.