Disclaimer: This is one of the chapters to a really bad story that I wrote a couple of years ago. This was the only good chapter so I turned it into a songfic using one of my favourite songs, "Across the Universe" by the Beatles. I like the lyrics too and think they are perfect for this fic. Thank you and please review!

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Across the Universe

By Savoy Truffle

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Nothing's gonna change my world

Nothing's gonna change my world

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A small skinny boy of about sixteen sat alone in his room staring at his feet, tears dripping from his brilliant green eyes. He was a mess. He hadn't slept for a week, he refused to leave his room and his jet-black hair was standing at all ends. Why? Because h had just lost someone close to him.

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Word are flowing out

Like endless rain into a paper cup

They slither while they pass

They slip away across the universe

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Sirius Black, the closest person he ever had to a father had just died. He clearly remembered his vision where Sirius was in danger, he remembered Sirius fighting for his life and most of all, he remembered Sirius falling through the veil and loosing his life. Sirius had done it for him.

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Pools of sorrow

Waves of joy

Are drifting through my open mind

Possessing and caressing me

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Sirius died for him. This only made him feel more guilty. If he hadn't been so stupid Sirius would have never died. He should have used the mirror, then he would have known that Sirius was alright. But no, he hadn't used his head. Sirius died because of him. It should have been he who had died that night.

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Jai guru deva om

Nothing's gonna change my world

Nothing's gonna change my world

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He had never felt this guilty in his life; it was he who deserved to die. He thought about suicide a couple of times but had decided against it. Instead he used a knife. It left raw cuts down his wrist, that hurt if moved. But that isn't suicide, is it. Nothing that could make him feel so happy could possibly be suicide.

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Images of broken light

Which dance before me like a million eyes

They call me on and on

Across the universe

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His knife was his lifeline. The feeling of the smooth metal ripping into his subtle skin was so soothing; it took all of his troubles away. He love the pain, it was like a warm glow, like a cloud, like a soft pillow. But it didn't kill him so it wasn't suicide.

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Thoughts meander

Like restless wind inside a letter box

They tumble blindly as they make their way

Across the universe

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He reached out for his knife and ran it's smooth blade down the raw slits he had inflicted upon himself. The feeling of his fresh blood rolling down his aching wrist comforted him. The blood continued to emerge from his skin, soaking his sleeves a dark crimson, it would stop. His whole life began to spin, and quickly blur. For the first time he wished that he hadn't used the knife.

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Sounds of laughter

Shades of life

Are ringing through my open ears

Inciting and inviting me

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He fell to the floor blinded by the pain of his head hitting the cold stone floor. Everything went black.

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Limitless undying lone which shine around me

Like a million suns

It calls me on and on

Across the universe

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The boy-who-lived, lived no longer, soon to be reunited with his family, where he belongs.

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Disclaimer: Sad! I love Harry! But if he died he would be back with Sirius and that would make both him and me happy. Please review!

Also if you review, I need and idea for a new pen name. I want to get my friend an account but she doesn't know what pen name to use.