Author's Note: We have been here before, haven't we? And I still own
nothing but the plot, which you already know. This chapter is beta-less,
so any mistakes are my own. Anyway, on with the story.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat; it was time for Harry's creation, his song. Ever so slowly, he arose from his seated position and walked to the center of the room. He sat down on the chair and scooted himself closer to the piano. His delicate fingers flew over the keys, a quick warm up. Then he stopped.
"I wrote this song for Draco last night, it was the most personal thing I could do for his memory. A eulogy just didn't seem to work for me, besides there is too much to say about him. Instead, I decided on something that would hit people on a different level. A song. So Draco, wherever you are, this one goes out to you." Harry spoke suprisingly calm.
And so it began, Harry's song. Harry closed his eyes and began to play, and after a few chords, began to sing.
"You left me with goodbye and open arms,
A cut so deep I don't deserve.
You were always invincible in my eyes,
the only thing against us now is time.
Could it be any harder to say goodbye and without you ?
Could it be any harder to watch you go, to face what's true ?
If I only had one more day.
I lie down and blind myself with laughter.
A quick fix of hope is what I'm needing,
And now I wish that I could turn back the hours.
But I know I just don't have the power.
Could it be any harder to say goodbye and without you?
Could it be any harder to watch you go, to face what's true?
If I only had one more day.
I'd jump at the chance,
We'd drink and we'd dance.
And I'd listen close to your every word,
As if its your last, I know its your last,
Cause today, oh, you're gone.
Could it be any harder to say goodbye and without you?
Could it be any harder to watch you go, to face what's true?
If I only had one more day.
Like sand on my feet,
The smell of sweet perfume,
You stick to me forever, baby
and I wish you didn't go,
I wish you didn't go
I wish you didn't go away.
To touch you again,
With life in your hands
It couldn't be any harder.
To everyone's suprise, Harry was only tearing at the end of his song; they were all expecting him to be in hysterics. Instead, he was in a serene state of calmness. He had found it in himself somewhere to almost be a peace with Draco's passing. He gently rose from the piano chair and walked over to the casket. He bent over to take the silver rose that was placed on the ground.
"I will love you until my dying day. Goodbye love." Harry spoke softly, kissing Draco's forehead whilst placing the rose into Draco's hands.
Harry returned to his seat while the others went to say their good- byes. After that, everyone returned to their seats. Harry rose once more and walked to the center.
"I would like to thank all of you for coming. It really means a lot to me, and I know it would to Draco as well." Harry finished.
Everyone got themselves together and flooed back to Sirius's.
Author's Note- The song is not mine, it is The Calling's "Could it be any harder". Oh yes, and the line "I will love you until my dying day" came from Moulin Rouge.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat; it was time for Harry's creation, his song. Ever so slowly, he arose from his seated position and walked to the center of the room. He sat down on the chair and scooted himself closer to the piano. His delicate fingers flew over the keys, a quick warm up. Then he stopped.
"I wrote this song for Draco last night, it was the most personal thing I could do for his memory. A eulogy just didn't seem to work for me, besides there is too much to say about him. Instead, I decided on something that would hit people on a different level. A song. So Draco, wherever you are, this one goes out to you." Harry spoke suprisingly calm.
And so it began, Harry's song. Harry closed his eyes and began to play, and after a few chords, began to sing.
"You left me with goodbye and open arms,
A cut so deep I don't deserve.
You were always invincible in my eyes,
the only thing against us now is time.
Could it be any harder to say goodbye and without you ?
Could it be any harder to watch you go, to face what's true ?
If I only had one more day.
I lie down and blind myself with laughter.
A quick fix of hope is what I'm needing,
And now I wish that I could turn back the hours.
But I know I just don't have the power.
Could it be any harder to say goodbye and without you?
Could it be any harder to watch you go, to face what's true?
If I only had one more day.
I'd jump at the chance,
We'd drink and we'd dance.
And I'd listen close to your every word,
As if its your last, I know its your last,
Cause today, oh, you're gone.
Could it be any harder to say goodbye and without you?
Could it be any harder to watch you go, to face what's true?
If I only had one more day.
Like sand on my feet,
The smell of sweet perfume,
You stick to me forever, baby
and I wish you didn't go,
I wish you didn't go
I wish you didn't go away.
To touch you again,
With life in your hands
It couldn't be any harder.
To everyone's suprise, Harry was only tearing at the end of his song; they were all expecting him to be in hysterics. Instead, he was in a serene state of calmness. He had found it in himself somewhere to almost be a peace with Draco's passing. He gently rose from the piano chair and walked over to the casket. He bent over to take the silver rose that was placed on the ground.
"I will love you until my dying day. Goodbye love." Harry spoke softly, kissing Draco's forehead whilst placing the rose into Draco's hands.
Harry returned to his seat while the others went to say their good- byes. After that, everyone returned to their seats. Harry rose once more and walked to the center.
"I would like to thank all of you for coming. It really means a lot to me, and I know it would to Draco as well." Harry finished.
Everyone got themselves together and flooed back to Sirius's.
Author's Note- The song is not mine, it is The Calling's "Could it be any harder". Oh yes, and the line "I will love you until my dying day" came from Moulin Rouge.