So, um, hi. Yeah, this is just a little diddy I wrote one afternoon. Be gentle. I don't do sappy, but this is an awesome song! (I love you Coldplay!) This might just be crummy, I don't know. My beta reader is probably just acting nice. (Thank you Jenny) So, the disclaimer, and then on with the fic!
Disclaimer—I don't own anything, The Goddess J.K. Rowling does, As do the sexy, sexy gods who are Coldplay. (Yes, we know you think they are ugly Jenny.)
Here we go.
Oh yeah, warning, slash. If you don't like it, then what the hell were you doing looking through male/male pairings anyway? So leave now, buttface.
I must apologize for the previous 'buttface' comment; I don't know what came over my muse. Yes I am blaming it on my muse…Bad muse, bad!
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Oh, man. He can sure fly. He's so perfect; I wish I could tell him; I need to tell him something. But would he ever listen to me? Probably not. I'm that Slytherin prat who only made his hell of a life worse since he was eleven years old. No, he would never even hear me out.
But I tell myself he would, cause he is just that wonderful of a person. Beautiful too. But he has his friends, he doesn't need me and he doesn't want me. I'm delusional. Maybe I'll write him a letter, an anonymous letter, just to get out how it is. How I feel.
Yeah, that's what I'll do. But I should probably write it now, while I have the courage. And also so I have a reason for just sitting on a rock by the lake and so no one would notice I was watching the one and only Harry Potter.
"Dear Harry,
I'm writing this because I admire you. A lot."
~Honey you
are a rock
Upon which I stand
And I came here to talk
I hope you understand ~
"I just wanted you to know that. I wanted you to know how much you mean to me, how important you are. You may not know it but you are one of the reasons I wake up in the morning. You hold me up, you keep me going."
~The green eyes, yeah the spotlight,
shines upon you
And how could, anybody, deny you
I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter now I met you
And honey you should know
That I could never go on without you
Green eyes~
"I don't care that
you're famous, or that you're a Gryffindor.
I don't know how anyone could ever not love you. When I first met you, I was angry with you,
because I just couldn't hate you like I wanted too. You made me feel like I could do anything, but at the same time,
it was hell, because I could never do any of it with you. All I could do was watch you. But I needed to tell you that I need you. I'm not saying I'm never going to give up
till I have you or anything creepy like that.
I just wanted you to know."
~Honey you
are the sea
Upon which I float
And I came here to talk
I think you should know
The green eyes, you're the one that I wanted to find
And anyone who tried to deny you, must be out of their mind
Because I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter since I met you
Honey you should know
That I could never go on without you
Green eyes, green eyes~
"As long as you know that someone out there depends on you and loves you, outside of your house and your circle, I'll be happy. As long as you know you're beautiful and strong and admired, I'll feel lighter. I can't deny you, Harry Potter, and I'm not going to try. Just don't give up on it all right? You'll always be my Green Eyes, no matter what.
I love you and Good Luck"
That should do it shouldn't it? Merlin, he's probably going to find out who sent this and then announce to the great hall that Draco Malfoy is a demented stalker and that I need to leave him alone.
Oh well, might as well send it though, right?
It's not like I signed it, so this way, I told him, but it wasn't me. I just need to shut up, stop stalling and send it already!
There, it's sent. With all my love, to The Boy Who Lived.
Damn, I need more sleep.
~Honey you are a rock
Upon which I stand~
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*Ducks as the blunt objects come flying at me * Ok, ok, point taken. But if you Did, like it, I have ideas for continuing this fic. So yeah, erm, thanks for reading!
Flames will be taken with the flow, I would understand.