How you remind me
Never made it as a wise man
Couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
Tired of living like a blind man
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling
They were in love, or so he thought. She had left him with nothing. How could she have done this? To him? They were perfect together, everyone saw how much in love they were. But suddenly it was just over, with no explanation.
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
This is how you remind me of what I really am
This is how you remind me of what I really am
Everyone knew he was 'the boy who lived' no one thought that he was just a teenage boy with feelings. She knew he was just Harry and at the end of the day he wasn't some hero he was just an exhausted boy, bathing in the pain of his existence. Around her, he could be who he really was; he didn't have to be a calm and guiding light to the rest of the wizarding world
It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
For handing you a heart worth breaking
I've been wrong
I've been down
Been to the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head
Scream are we having fun yet
He looked at the bottle in his hand; he swirled around its contents and drained it. He was a wreak, everyone knew that. It was all over the papers 'boy who got dumped'. He stopped caring about anything; the floor around him was littered with empty bottles. Voldemort was killing, but everyone knew they couldn't look to him. They turned to Hermione, to try to make her apologize, to make him be the little hero everyone thought he was. He knew that he had to foil Voldemort's plans, but he really didn't care. It was her fault. Her own pride meant more than the lives of innocent people, all that mattered is that she thought that she was right in breaking Harry. She wasn't doing too good either, bombarded by the Prophet, hated for what she did to the gem of the wizarding world. Why, how could she do this?
It's not like you didn't know that
I said I love you
And I swear I still do
Through his sadness and his disbelief, when she was breaking him into a thousand pieces he caught her arm and sobbed "I love you, I always will!" She just smiled and laughed.
"You shouldn't, and if you still do, you won't soon," The next day their break-up was all over the news. She had even given out directions to his secret flat, where he hid in when just living when Sirius, Mrs. Weasley, and Ron were dead was just too much. He had made her its secret keeper, and she had told the world where he was.
And it must have been so bad
'cause living with me
Must have damn near killed you
And this is how you remind me of what I really am
This is how you remind me of what I really am
He let the bottle roll loosely out of his hand and land on the floor with a soft 'chink'. He got out another one and started drinking deeply from it. They had been together for years, lived together for years and she just betrayed him, broke him, and killed him, why?
It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm
Mistaken
For handing you a heart worth breaking
I've been wrong
I've been down
Been to the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head scream are we having fun yet?
Every day things got worse, but not for him. He was unfeeling, detached. For everyone else, they always looked to Harry, but Harry wasn't there; at least not their Harry.
Yet yet yet no no
How could she even live? She was responsible for his condition, and in a way responsible for the deaths of countless wizards and Muggles.
Yet yet yet no no
He knew she loved him; he had loved her with all his heart, all these years. How could she just stand by and pretend that she loved him with her every last breath? He knew he loved her once; what did he do to make her stop?
Yet yet yet no no
Yet yet yet no no
He knew what he had to do; life couldn't go on like this, for either of them.
Never made it as a wise man
Couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me of what I really am
She had betrayed him, tricked him. Did she even love him in the first place? He didn't know, and he didn't care. He stood up grabbed his wand and Apparated to her side.
It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
For handing you a heart worth breaking
She looked exasperated when he arrived. "Get over it Harry." she said, rolling her eyes.
"I am," He raised his wand, she looked frightened.
And I've been wrong
I've been down
I've been down
She tried to run away, but he blocked her exit. He grinned evilly. "Avada Kedavra." She collapsed lifelessly to the ground. Realization of what he had done hit him. He kneeled beside her dead body, sobbing.
Been to the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head
Scream are we having fun yet
He sat there for at least half an hour just holding her. It was just too much.
Yet yet are we having fun yet
Through his tears he pointed his wand to his chest. "Avada Kedavra."
Yet yet are we having fun yet
Yet yet are we having fun yet
