Haligh, haligh, a lie, haligh
The plans were never finalized
But left to hang like yarn and twine
Dangling before my eyes
As you tear and tear your hair from roots
From that same head you have twice removed now
A lock of hair you said would prove
Our love would never die
And I sing and sing of awful things
The pleasure that my sadness brings
As my fingers press onto the strings
In yet another clumsy chord
Haligh, haligh, an awful lie
-Bright Eyes
The first thing I noticed was how much the freckles on his face stood out. The usual pale tone of his skin was at least twice as white, the color of an unused piece of paper. It looked as if they were blood red, like ketch- up sprinkled on a piece of paper. I turned y head, I couldn't stand the pain, the pain that I didn't care if he died. I feel so disgusting- I love a girl over my brother.
He and Hermione were supposed to get married two months ago, yet after the accident, they predicted that he would never see the light of day again. Distantly, I heard thunder, and I glanced outside for a moment. Instead of seeing outside of the window, there Hermione stood, staring outside, tears gently sliding down her face.
"You don't think.." She sniffled, and raised a hand to wipe away the tears. "You don't think he will never.. awaken do you?"
I shook my head instantly, not wanting to upset her anymore than she already was. "Have faith, he will wake up. I know he will; he has to." She nodded, and then burst into tears again. "What about Fred? Have you asked him about, about helping his brother?"
"He's been refusing." I replied, lying through my teeth.
"How can he refuse to help his brother? They're family, always have been close-knit. What happened between them?" She slammed the table below her. "This is so stupid. I know that Ron is very hard-headed but I never thought it would be to the point that he would ignore his own brother."
"Fred hasn't told me anything that happened between them.. It's like a brick wall that we run into any time that we talk. But like I said, I know it will all work out, just maybe not the way that you thought it would." I hugged her, and she leaned on my shoulder, sobbing. Under my breath I murmured, "I love you.. maybe that's how it will work out.."
A/n: thank you guys so much! I hope that this chapter was good enough for you guys- expect more! Here are the replies to your reviews.. keep them coming!
Jana B: I'm happy you like the story!
Drama Queen Me: Sorry about the length, they might get longer, or they might just stay the same.
Blood57: Don't worry, it will keep devolpng.. a lot more :o)
Americanangel: so glad you like the story!
The plans were never finalized
But left to hang like yarn and twine
Dangling before my eyes
As you tear and tear your hair from roots
From that same head you have twice removed now
A lock of hair you said would prove
Our love would never die
And I sing and sing of awful things
The pleasure that my sadness brings
As my fingers press onto the strings
In yet another clumsy chord
Haligh, haligh, an awful lie
-Bright Eyes
The first thing I noticed was how much the freckles on his face stood out. The usual pale tone of his skin was at least twice as white, the color of an unused piece of paper. It looked as if they were blood red, like ketch- up sprinkled on a piece of paper. I turned y head, I couldn't stand the pain, the pain that I didn't care if he died. I feel so disgusting- I love a girl over my brother.
He and Hermione were supposed to get married two months ago, yet after the accident, they predicted that he would never see the light of day again. Distantly, I heard thunder, and I glanced outside for a moment. Instead of seeing outside of the window, there Hermione stood, staring outside, tears gently sliding down her face.
"You don't think.." She sniffled, and raised a hand to wipe away the tears. "You don't think he will never.. awaken do you?"
I shook my head instantly, not wanting to upset her anymore than she already was. "Have faith, he will wake up. I know he will; he has to." She nodded, and then burst into tears again. "What about Fred? Have you asked him about, about helping his brother?"
"He's been refusing." I replied, lying through my teeth.
"How can he refuse to help his brother? They're family, always have been close-knit. What happened between them?" She slammed the table below her. "This is so stupid. I know that Ron is very hard-headed but I never thought it would be to the point that he would ignore his own brother."
"Fred hasn't told me anything that happened between them.. It's like a brick wall that we run into any time that we talk. But like I said, I know it will all work out, just maybe not the way that you thought it would." I hugged her, and she leaned on my shoulder, sobbing. Under my breath I murmured, "I love you.. maybe that's how it will work out.."
A/n: thank you guys so much! I hope that this chapter was good enough for you guys- expect more! Here are the replies to your reviews.. keep them coming!
Jana B: I'm happy you like the story!
Drama Queen Me: Sorry about the length, they might get longer, or they might just stay the same.
Blood57: Don't worry, it will keep devolpng.. a lot more :o)
Americanangel: so glad you like the story!