Yours and Mine
Potter47
"Good evening," Dumbledore said as Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Cho Chang, and Michael Corner, the only students staying over the Christmas holiday, took their seats at the single table set up in the Great Hall.
A chorus of "Good Evenings" replied.
"Since there are so few of us, we didn't bother with the house tables." Dumbledore told them. Harry had heard this before since there where even less people staying in his third year. "As some of you may know, over the summer, I had a visit in Muggle America with an old friend. I stayed in a lovely hotel in Salem, Massachusetts."
Hermione looked like she was struggling not to launch into a detailed account of some vacation she had undoubtedly been on in Massachusetts. "An incredibly historical place," she would call it.
Ron on the other hand, looked as though he was struggling not to ask what the point of the story was so they could eat.
"I heard the most fascinating music while I was there, particularly this singer who is named after this muggle treat called M&M's..."
He broke off at the look he saw on Professor McGonagall's face. "Yes, well, that's for another time. But as I was saying, there were some wonderful songs. As a Christmas treat, I have decided to have a Music competition tomorrow. The winner will receive one hundred points for his or her house. How unfortunate that we have no representatives from Slytherin or Hufflepuff. Those heads of houses may compete if they wish."
He cast a long glance in the direction of Snape. His eyes twinkling merrily, obviously imagining the Potions Master singing one of those songs by the M&M. Snape looked furious, as if he would rather be anywhere else at this time. Professor Sprout on the other hand, looked as though she thought it a splendid idea.
"Well, I have brought back a number of different songs, and have been waiting for a good opportunity to use them. You may choose as many as you wish, from any combination of artists. Though for this competition, choose only the songs that describe how you feel right now, or how you have felt at one point or another in the past." He gazed at each student in turn, as though trying to decipher which songs were fit for each.
"You will each be given a list of all the songs and lyrics from which to choose. The competition will take place in three days time to give you a chance to get all your selections in order. And I strongly suggest you sing at least once."
He seemed to be recounting everything he had said, so not to leave anything out.
"Ah, yes. You may do a duet with a member of your own house, if you like." For some reason Cho and Michael looked extremely happy about this. "Tuck in!"
"Finally!" Ron said exasperatedly.
***
Harry and Ron walked into the sixth year dormitory later that night. Ron took out his list of songs. "You gonna do any?" he asked.
"Any what?"
"Songs"
"Oh, I don't think so." He took out the list and started to page through it. "I doubt that any muggle songs could describe how I--"
He stared at the page. Then turned to the next one. He read a few more before slowly looking up and saying softly, "Wow."
***
Hermione and Ginny were both staying in the sixth year dorm, since they were the only ones left.
They were both looking through their song lists. Hermione had only found one that she would even think of singing. But every time she looked up it seemed, Ginny was making another little mark with her quill on the page.
"How many are you planning on singing?" she asked the red head.
"Oh, Hermione I'm not sure about any of these. I really like the lyrics and everything, but..."
She handed the packet to Hermione. She read through the ones that were marked.
"They might give a little too much away?"
"Exactly."
"Hmm, is, is that's so much of a bad thing?" Hermione had gotten a thoughtful look on her face.
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked, not catching on.
"Maybe you could use this to your advantage. Listen..."
***
Cho Chang and Michael Corner were sitting in the Ravenclaw common room. They both knew what song they wanted to sing already, but they weren't quite sure they could actually do it.
"Are you sure we should do this one?" Michael asked cautiously.
"Definitely. I've heard it before. It's a classic. We're sure to win." She replied confidently.
"If you say so..."
***
Severus Snape was in his private rooms. He was sitting on the couch reading a muggle novel.
He never would know what made him do it, but he put down the novel, and walked over to the table. Picking up his song list, he muttered to himself. "Like I'll ever sing. None of these will fit my feelings at all."
He was about halfway through the songs when he stopped muttering. He didn't believe it. It was perfect. He turned the page and found another.
"Not that I Severus Snape would ever actually sing in front of people."
***
"Hello everyone! And welcome to the first annual Hogwarts Music Competition!" Dumbledore said. The table in the Great Hall had been moved to face the stage. Along it were most of the teachers. Conspicuously absent was Snape, but everyone just figured he didn't want to watch the humiliation of students and colleagues.
"As you can see behind me, the "magiprompter" is showing all the words I am saying. Tofu. Chloride. Pigwidgeon. Ah, yes, that is fun. Well, it will show all of the lyrics for the songs, so the singers can read them. Please remember that if you have not signed up for a song, and decide you would like to sing it, you may at the end of the competition. The winner will be awarded one hundred points to their house. And for a special bonus, we have decided to throw in fifty galleons."
Ron, sitting at the small table set up for the students at the side of the hall, looked very happy at this announcement.
"Without further ado, singing "Somebody Else's Song" by Lifehouse, is Mr. Harry Potter."
Harry stood up and walked onto the stage. He wasn't sure about what he was about to do. Very nervous. He tried to picture everyone in their underwear to give him self confidence. Thank God Snape was mysteriously absent.
Words had written themselves in the air, high above the teacher's table. Music seemed to come out of nowhere. Pushing his doubts aside, Harry began to sing:
"Can't change this feeling
I'm way out of touch
Can't change this meaning
Well it means too much
Never felt so lonely
Never felt so good
Can't be the only one misunderstood
Cause I remind myself of somebody else
I'm feeling like I'm chasing
like I'm facing myself alone
I've got somebody else's thoughts in my head
I want some of my own I want some of my own
I want some of my own
Do you see me up here
Would you bring me back down
Cause I've been living to see my fears as they fall to the ground
I remind myself of somebody else
I'm feeling like I'm chasing
Like I'm facing myself alone
I've got somebody else's thoughts in my head
I want some of my own I want some of my own
I want some of my own I want some of my own
Am I hiding behind my doubts
Are they hiding behind me
Closer to finding out it doesn't mean anything
Cause I remind myself of somebody else
I'm feeling like I'm chasing
Like I'm facing myself alone
I've got somebody else's thoughts in my head
I want some of my own I want some of my own
I want some of my own."
As Harry finished, he heard loud applause echoing throughout the near-empty hall. After he caught his breath, he said, "Thanks. One down."
He walked back to his seat. As he sat down, Dumbledore stood up. "Very nice Mr. Potter. I believe that most of us here can venture a guess as to how the song relates to Harry's life?" He looked questioningly at the occupants of the Hall. "I thought so."
"Next up, we have Mr. Corner and Ms. Chang singing," he squinted at the parchment in front of him. "I've Got You Babe"
Cho and Michael walked up to the stage. They looked as though no one could possibly even think of a song that could think of beating theirs. As they walked back down, both Weasleys and Harry were softly chuckling as they applauded.
"Next we have, Ms. Weasley singing, "I Knew I Loved You Before I Met You," by Savage Garden."
As Ginny stood up Hermione gave her a thumbs up. She nodded back, and made her way to the stage. The words unfurled themselves as before and she sang:
"Maybe
it's intuition
but some things you just don't question
Like in your eyes
I see my future in an instant
And there it goes
I think I found my best friend
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy
But I believe
I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life
There's just no rhyme or reason
Only this sense of completion
And in your eyes
I see the missing pieces
I'm searching for
I think I've found my way home
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy
But I believe
I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life
A thousand angels dance around you
I am complete now that I've found you
I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life."
The applause was just as loud as it had been for Harry, but most of the people had their eyes set on him, instead of Ginny. He was feeling rather nervous under all of their gazes. Ginny must have noticed this for she said, "Oh, and the songs go in chronological order in my life."
Harry let out a breath as the gazes lifted. Ginny came back to the table and muttered, "I can't believe them."
"Well done Ms. Weasley. Next up, oh that's funny. Her older brother, Ron Weasley, singing "Sister" by Creed. I wonder who it's about?" He smiled as he sat back down.
Ron got up and nervously walked onto the stage. His song started and he sang:
"Caught up in the middle
Had no choice, had no choice
Birthright forgotten, so silent
No voice
I see you
You know who
Little sister, little sister
Now realize little sister
Overlooked little girl
Now realize little sister
Overlooked little girl
Bottled up and empty holding back
At loss you're forgotten
Getting back, get back
Bottled up and empty
holding back
At loss you're forgotten
Getting back, get back, get back, get back
Expectations of another
Love given to the younger
Broken father, broken brother
Emptiness feeds the hunger
I see you
You know who
Little sister, little sister
Now realize little sister
Overlooked little girl
Now realize little sister
Overlooked little girl
Bottled up and empty
holding back
At loss you're forgotten
Getting back, get back
Bottled up and empty
holding back
At loss you're forgotten
Getting back, get back, get back, get back
Now realize little sister
Overlooked little girl
No direction, little
sister
Overlooked little girl
Change, change, change."
"Once again another quality performance." said Dumbledore once the applause had died down.
"Nice one," said Ginny, as Ron sat back down.
"Thanks." he replied.
Professor Sprout went up next and proceeded to actually sing the song that Dumbledore had mentioned in passing three nights before.
"And now, Ms. Granger with "Trying" by Lifehouse."
Hermione walked up to the stage, breathing deeply. The words started immediately:
"Could you let down your hair
Be transparent for awhile
Just a little while
To see if your human after all
Honesty is a hard attribute
To find
When we all want to seem like
We've got it all figured out
Well let me be the first to say that I
Don't have a clue
I don't have all the answers
Ain't gonna pretend like I do
Just trying
To find my way
Trying
To find my way the best that I know how
Well I haven't memorized all of the cute things to say
But I'm working on it
Maybe I'll master this art form someday
If I quote all the lines off the top of my head
Would you believe
That I fully understand all these things I've read
I'm just trying
To find my way
Trying
To find my way
Trying
To find my way the best that I know how
Well I haven't got it all figured out quite yet
But even if it takes my whole life
To get to where I need to be
And if I should fall
To the bottom of the end
I'll be one step back to you and
Trying
To find my way
Trying
To find my way
I'm trying
To find my way
Trying
To find my way"
"Very nice selection Ms. Granger." Dumbledore complimented.
"Ron!" Harry hissed into his best friend's ear, "close your mouth!" Ron hastily shut his mouth as Hermione took her seat.
"G-Good job Hermione," he said.
"Thanks." She smiled at him.
"What a pleasant surprise for us all!" Dumbledore said happily, as he rechecked his parchment as if to make sure he wasn't seeing things. "Professor Snape has decided to join us! His first song will be "Weathered" by Creed."
Snape walked, or maybe the better term would be glided, up to the stage. Many people's nightmares came true at that moment. He began to sing:
"I lie awake on a long,
dark night
I can't seem to tame my mind
Slings and arrows are killing me inside
Maybe I can't accept the life that's mine
No I can't accept the life that's mine
Simple living is my desperate cry
Been trading love with indifference yeah it suits me just fine
I try to hold on but I'm calloused to the bone
Maybe that's why I feel alone
Maybe that's why I feel so alone
Me..I'm rusted and weathered
Barely holding together
I'm covered with skin that peels and it just won't heal
I'm rusted and weathered
Barely holding together
I'm covered with skin that peels and it just won't heal
The sun shines and I can't avoid the light
I think I'm holding on to life too tight
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Sometimes I feel like giving up
I said Sometimes I feel like giving up
Me...I'm rusted and weathered
Barely holding together
I'm covered with skin that peels and it just won't heal
I'm rusted and weathered
Barely holding together
I'm covered with skin that peels and it just won't heal
It just won't heal
The day reminds me of you
The night hides your truth
The earth is a voice
Speaking to you
Take all this pride
And leave it behind
Because one day it ends
One day we die
Believe what you will
That is your right
But I choose to win
I choose to fight
To fight
Me...I'm rusted and
weathered
Barely holding together
I'm covered with skin that peels and it just won't heal
I'm rusted and weathered
Barely holding together
I'm covered with skin that peels and it just won't
Covered with skin that peels and it just won't
Covered with skin that peels and it just won't heal"
Ron didn't bother closing his mouth this time.
"That actually wasn't half bad." Harry said, half to himself, half to the people around him.
"No it wasn't," said Ron, a thoughtful look on his face. "Maybe he'll leave and become a muggle singer!"
"Ron!"
"I can hope, can't I?"
"I almost chose that song," said Harry.
"Maybe you have more in common with Snape than you thought," said Ginny, smiling.
"Urgh."
"Now, Mr. Harry Potter, with his second song, "Freedom Fighter" also, by Creed."
"Wish me luck." Harry set off to the stage and began to sing his second song:
"The mouths of envious
Always find another door
While at the gates of paradise they beat us down some more
Our mission's set in stone
'Cause the writing's on the wall
I'll scream it from the mountain tops pride comes before the fall
So many thoughts to share
All this energy to give
Unlike those who hide the truth I tell it like it is"
He looked pointedly at
Dumbledore, who merely smiled slightly.
"If the truth will set you free
I feel sorry for your soul
Can't you hear the ringing 'cause for you the bell tolls
I'm just a freedom fighter
No remorse
Raging on in holy war
Soon there'll come a day
When you're face to face with me
Face to face with me
Face to face with me
Face to face with me
Can't you hear us coming?
People marching all around
Can't you see we're coming?
Close your eyes it's over now
Can't you hear us coming?
The fight has only just begun
Can't you see we're coming?
Can't you see we're coming?
Can't you see we're
coming?
I'm just a freedom fighter
No remorse
Raging on in holy war
Soon there'll come a day
When your face to face with
Freedom fighter
No remorse
Raging on in holy war
Soon there'll come a day
When your face to face to
Face to face to
Face to face with me"
"Very nice choice,
Harry," said Dumbledore, who was now smiling fully.
Next was Ginny. The music of her second song, "In the Darkness" by Mackenzie Phillips started, this time complete with backup singers:
"Demons come from every side
In the darkness is the light
Pullin' me on a downward slide
In the darkness is the light
Gettin' HOT the deeper I go
In the darkness is the light
Into the darkness down below
In the darkness is the light
I live my life in one straight line
The future ahead and the past behind
Don't wanna go back to yesterday
But I don't know how long I can run this way
Now the ghosts come dancin' by
In the darkness is the light
Outta the shadows of my life
In the darkness is the light
All of my losses, none of my wins
In the darkness is the light
Why do I have to face 'em again?
In the darkness is the light
I live my life in one straight line
The future ahead and the past behind
Don't wanna go back to yesterday
But I don't know how long I can run this way
A jungle hung with tangled vines
In the darkness is the light
I'm tangled up in my own lines
In the darkness is the light
A creature in the darkness lies
In the darkness is the light
Why is it that he has my eyes?
In the darkness is the light
I've lived my life in one straight line
The future ahead and the past behind
Now I've hit a wall like I never knew
And they tell me that the only way out is through
They say the truth will set me free - yeah
In the darkness is the light
Free to be down here on my knees - yeah
In the darkness is the light
But just when I thought I'd lost my sight
In the darkness is the light
I catch a glimpse of that beautiful light
In the darkness is the light
In the darkness is the light
Surrender will win the fight
This girl's walked on fire and ice
But I come out on the other side of Paradise"
"Another great performance by Virginia Weasley. Your first year, correct?" he asked Ginny. She merely nodded.
"Ginny!" Hermione cried as Ginny got back to her seat. "I think this is going to be between you and Harry."
"Don't forget, Ron's still got another one right?" Harry said.
"Yeah, but I think Snape'll win it."
"Leglimancy can help tell us many things," said Dumbledore. "For instance, it can tell me that Mr. Weasley's next song is about..." Ron looked at Dumbledore, seemingly terrified. "Never mind. But here is Ron Weasley singing "Where are you Going?" by Dave Matthews Band."
"Where are you going
With the long face pulling down
Don't hide away like an ocean
But you can see, but you can smell and the sound
Your waves crash down
I am no superman
I have no reasons for you
I am no hero, oh that's for sure
But I do know one thing
Where you are, is where I belong
I do know where you go
Is where I wanna be
Where are you going?
Where do you go?
Are you looking for answers
To questions under the stars
If along the way, you are growing weary
You can rest with me until a brighter day your okay
I am no superman,
I have no answers, for you
I am no hero, oh that's for sure
But I do know one thing,
Where you are, is where I belong
I do know, where you go,
Is where I wanna be
Where are you going?
Where do you go?
Where do you go?
Where are you going?
Where do you go?
I am no superman,
I have no answers, for you
I am no hero, oh that's for sure
But I do know one thing,
Where you are is where I belong
I do know, where you go,
Is where I wanna be
Where are you going?
Where do you go?
Where are you going?
Where let's go"
"That was Mr. Weasley's last song, and it was wonderful. But who was it about?" His eyes were twinkling merrily.
"Yeah, who was it about, Ron?" Ginny asked teasingly as he sat back down.
"No one, I just liked the song." He said nervously.
"That's not how it works, Ron." Harry smirked.
"What about you, Gin? Who was your song about?" Obviously he thought he had the upper hand.
Ginny looked back and forth, as though making sure no one was there, then said perfectly audibly, "Malfoy."
"What?"
Both Harry and Ginny were shaking with suppressed laughter as Dumbledore announced that Snape was to sing "My Own Prison" by Creed.
"A court is in session, a
verdict is in
No appeal on the docket today
Just my own sin
The walls are cold and pale
The cage made of steel
Screams fill the room
Alone I drop and kneel
Silence now the sound
My breath the only motion around
Demons cluttering around
My face showing no emotion
Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn
(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
I hear a thunder in the distance
See a vision of a cross
I feel the pain that was given
On that sad day of loss
A lion roars in the
darkness
Only he holds the key
A light to free me from my burden
And grant me life eternally"
Through these lines Snape
cast a strange look at Harry.
"Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time
(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
[Guitar break]
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison
(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
Should've been dead on a Sunday morning
banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time"
"Another...surprising...performance by Professor Snape."
"I still can't believe Snape can sing." Ron said.
"Did he call himself meek?" asked Ginny.
"I think he did." said Harry.
"And next we have the third performance from Mr. Potter. "What If?" by Creed. My, it sure seems like a lot of these songs are by Creed."
Harry sang:
"I can't find the rhyme in
all my reason
Lost sense of time and all seasons
Feel I've been beaten down
By the words of men who have no grounds
Can't sleep beneath the trees of wisdom
When your ax has cut the roots that feed them
Forked tongues in bitter mouths
Can drive a man to bleed from inside out
What if you did?
What if you lied?
What if I avenge?
What if eye for an eye?
I've seen the wicked fruit of your vine
Destroy the man who lacks a strong mind
Human pride sings a vengeful song
Inspired by the times you've been walked on
My stage is shared by many millions
Who lift their hands up high because they feel this
We are one We are strong
The more you hold us down the more we press on
What if you did?
What if you lied?
What if I avenge?
What if eye for an eye?
I know I can't hold the hate inside my mind
'Cause what consumes your thoughts controls your life
So I'll just ask a question
A lonely simple question
I'll just ask one question
What if? What if?
What if? What if?
What If I?
What if? What if?
What if? What if?
What If I?
What if? What if?
What if? What if?
What If I?
What if? What if?
What if? What if?
What If I?
What if you did?
What if you lied?
What if I avenge?
What if eye for an eye?
What if your words could be judged like a crime?
What if? What if?
What if? What if?
What If I?
What if? What if?
What if? What if?
What If I?
What if? What if?
What if? What if?
What If I?
What if? What if?
What if? What if?
What If I?"
"Another, I'd say, perfect, selection for Mr. Potter." His eyes showed that he knew exactly what the song was about and who it was directed to. "Here is Ms. Weasley, with "Crash and Burn" by Savage Garden."
Ginny went up to the stage, and bobbed her head with the music until the words began:
"When you feel all alone
And the world has turned it's back on you
Give me a moment please to tame your wild wild heart
I know you feel like the walls are closing in on you
It's hard to find relieve and people can be so cold
When darkness is upon your door and you feel like you can't take anymore
Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone
When you feel all alone
And a loyal friend is hard to find
You're caught in a one way street
With the monsters in your head
When hopes and dreams are far away and
You feel like you can't face the day
Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone
Because there has always been heartache and pain
And when it's over you'll breathe again
You'll breath again
When you feel all alone
And the world has turned its back on you
Give me a moment please
To tame your wild wild heart
Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone
Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone
Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone
Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone"
"This is going to be one tight competition, that's for sure," Dumbledore said happily. "Mr. Potter is now to sing his last song. "The Great Symphony" by Brian Maes. He is a local musician in Massachusetts."
"I know what I thought of when I heard this song. And if Mr. Potter thought it as well, we may have a visitor," he concluded with a smile.
"All the words inside
Don't mean a thing
If you're not right here
Just to hear me sing
And a brilliant moment
That I might feel
You pinch me in the arm
Let me know when it's real
Love is what I hear
When you're around me
Hope is what I know
When it's too dark to see
Faith is what I have
As you surround me
And the music that you give
The Great Symphony
The tears and joys
That we will share
Under every stone
I find you there
So sublime
The music breathes
Every turning phrase
My soul retrieves
Love is what I hear
When you're around me
Hope is what I know
When it's too dark to see
Faith is what I have
As you surround me
And the music that you give
The Great Symphony
A timely pause
So still the space
Suspended in the air
Your silent grace
The Final Chord
The echoes fade
Forever lingering
This Promenade
Love is what I hear
When you're around me
Hope is all I know
When it's too dark to see
Faith is what I have
As you surround me
And the music that you give
The Great Symphony"
The last few lines were sung to the trilling of Fawkes, who had appeared on Harry's shoulder. Harry smiled at the bird, and walked with him back to the students table.
"Phoenix song." Dumbledore beamed at Harry. "Perfectly described. It's hard to believe that was written by a Muggle."
"Well," he cleared his throat. "Our last two scheduled songs are from Ms. Ginny Weasley. The first of which is, "Hanging by a Moment" by Lifehouse.
"I don't know if I can follow that." she said as she walked up to the stage. The music began:
"Desperate
for changing
Starving for truth
Closer to where I started
Chasing after you
I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
Forgetting all
I'm lacking
Completely incomplete
I'll take your invitation
You take all of me, now
I'm falling even
more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
I'm living for the only thing I know
I'm running and not quite sure where to go
And I don't know what I'm diving into
Just hanging by a moment here with you
There's nothing
else to lose
There's nothing else to find
There's nothing in the world
That could change my mind
There is nothing else
There is nothing else
There is nothing else
Desperate for
changing
Starving for truth
Closer to where I started
Chasing after you
I'm falling
even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
I'm living for the only thing I know
I'm running and not quite sure where to go
And I don't know what I'm diving into
Just hanging by a moment here with you
Just hanging by a moment
Hanging by a moment
Hanging by a moment
Hanging by a moment here with you"
"Very nice Ms. Weasley. And now her last performance, "I'm Gonna Stay" by Brian Maes."
"Good luck!" Hermione said from the table.
Ginny took a deep breath and plunged into her final song:
"Maybe I'm a fool
Believe the way I do
Wishin' and hopin'
Can make a dream come true
Where do I begin
To change the way I've been
To change what I live for
Would sure be the end
I'm gonna stay
Right here waitin' for you, yeah you
Straight on my way
Everyday closer to you, oh it's true
Maybe I've been blind
I just been wastin' time
Reaching for something
That I might never find
But how could I go on
And make it through the dawn
Of one more tomorrow
If all of my hope was gone
But I'm gonna stay
Right here waitin' for you, yeah you baby
Straight on my way
Everyday closer to you, oh it's true
Just up ahead
Might be a sure thing
But I'm gonna hold out
And see what my hopin' may bring
I'm gonna stay
I'm gonna stay
But I'm gonna stay
Right here waitin' for you, yeah you
Straight on my way
Everyday closer to you, yeah it's true
But I'm gonna stay
Right here waitin' for you, oh yeah you baby
Straight on my way
Everyday closer to you, yeah it's true
Just up ahead
Might be a sure thing
But I'm gonna hold out
And see what my hopin' may bring
Yeah, I'm gonna stay
Oh, I'm gonna stay"
"Bravo Ms. Weasley!" Dumbledore called once the applause died down. "Well, unless anyone wants to do another song," he looked questioningly at the students.
Harry was still staring, slightly open-mouthed at the place on stage where Ginny had been standing, raised his hand and said, "Yeah, I'll do one more."
He walked up to Dumbledore and whispered his song to him. Dumbledore smiled widely and pronounced, "Oh, this is going to be interesting." He didn't even say the song.
Ginny, back at her seat, was fully expecting another song about You-Know-Who. Or another about how hard it is to be Harry Potter. What she was not expecting, however, was...
"Slowly…Ever so slowly
I turn my attention to you
Slowly…Ever so slowly
I see your affection is true
Takin' the time, watchin' it grow now
Feelin' fine, lettin' it go now
And I sing, and I sing…
This is my serenade
This is the love we've made
The finest kind
Yours and mine
Through all the times of waitin'
For the love we're celebratin'
The finest kind
Yours and mine
Slowly…Ever so slowly
My years slip away into you
Gently…Ever so gently
Your voice always whispering through
Listening now, I hear it from the inside
Settling down, takin' the long ride
And I sing, and I sing…
This is my serenade
This is the love we've made
The finest kind
Yours and mine
Through all the times of waitin'
For the love we're celebratin'
The finest kind
Yours and mine
Easy…Ever so easy
To be with the mate to my soul
Slowly…Ever so slowly
The pieces of me become whole
Takin' the time, watchin' it grow now
Feelin' fine, lettin' it go now
And I sing, and I sing…
This is my serenade
This is the love we've made
The finest kind
Yours and mine
Through all the times of waitin'
For the love we're celebratin'
The finest kind
Yours and mine
This is my serenade
This is the love we've made
The finest kind
Yours and mine
Through all the times of waitin'
For the love we're celebratin'
The finest kind
Yours and mine"
Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Cho, and Michael, along with most of the faculty were staring, at Harry Potter. No one, apparently, was expecting that. Dumbledore, however, was smiling broadly at the student on the stage.
"Thanks." said Harry softly, smiling hopefully at Ginny.
"What was that?" Ron hissed at Harry as he took his seat.
Hermione answered, looking as though one of her plans had worked perfectly, "I think, he made that quite clear in the chorus."
"What do you mean?"
"Oh Ron, do you ever listen?" she looked at him questioningly, "Of course not, what was I thinking?" she cleared her throat, "I believe it went, 'This is my serenade,' or something like that."
"What?" he looked from Harry's hopeful face to Ginny still staring at the stage wide-eyed. "Oh..."
"Well!" said Dumbledore, clapping his hands together. "The teachers have to vote on a winner. So while we do so, in memory of Snuffles, we will listen to one of my favorites, "Jingle Bark!"
He pointed his wand at the stage and a large black dog jumped out of it, barking the tune to Jingle Bells.
***
"In third place we have, Ronald Weasley who sang, "Where are you Going?" by Dave Matthews Band, and "Sister" by Creed." Everyone applauded as Ron went up and excepted his small trophy.
"Second place, Professor Severus Snape with, "My Own Prison," and "Weathered," both by Creed." More applause as Snape, looking as though a spell had worn off or something, much more like himself, excepted his award.
"Alas, we have a tie. Ms. Ginny Weasley, and Mr. Harry Potter are our winners in the..." His last words were drowned by applause, that echoed around the hall, creating the illusion of many more people being present.
Harry and Ginny walked up to Dumbledore, hand in hand, and excepted the magically duplicated trophies. They smiled at each other, as they held them over their heads.
"We'll see if they can keep the title this Easter!" Dumbledore said happily.
~The End~