Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Song too. By Avril Lavigne album Let Go.
A/N: thank u to my reviewer, 'written'. And Desiree K Troy I don't know why you're going on about originality because I read a bit of your fic and it has the same ideas about Draco as I do. If u think I copied you, sorry I didn't. thank u for the review anyway, but i didn't like it that u said it was borin n then u read n reviewed the next chapter too.
Chapter 3: Today
And I wanna believe you,
When you tell me that it'll be ok,
Ya I try to believe you,
But I don't
When you say that it's gonna be,
It always turns out to be a different way,
I try to believe you,
Not today, today, today, today, today...
I don't know how I'll feel,
tomorrow, tomorrow,
I don't know what to say,
tomorrow, tomorrow
Is a different day
It's always been up to you,
It's turning around,
It's up to me,
I'm gonna do what I have to do,
just don't
Gimme a little time,
Leave me alone a little while,
Maybe it's not too late,
not today, today, today, today, today...
I don't know how I'll feel,
tomorrow, tomorrow,
I don't know what to say,
tomorrow, tomorrow
Is a different day
Hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah, and I know I'm not ready,
Hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah, maybe tomorrow
Hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah, and I know I'm not ready,
Hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah, maybe tomorrow
And I wanna believe you,
When you tell me that it'll be ok,
Yeah I try to believe you,
Not today, today, today, today, today...
Tomorrow it may change
-Ginny-
Today my mum bought me these gorgeous dress robes. Bribery! I should be happy, but she's trying to make up for leaving me out, for the danger my family are in, for everything.
She tells me everything's gonna be alright. We'll all make it through the war. Yep, it's official. This is war. Any ways, I bet I'll make it through. My brothers will go out of their ways to save me, even Percy would. I'll make it, I'm not too sure about everyone else...
-Draco-
My father of all people tried to console me today. He said we will make through this war, even the ministry are calling it a war, and that we will have all the power and riches we ever wanted. I told him I was fine with all these riches we had. He snapped at me telling me I had no ambition. I sat quietly not wanting this to turn in to a full-scale argument.
I don't care if I don't have ambition, I just want a normal life. Heck I'd rather be a muggle than be caught up in this madness. Maybe not. The point is that it's not gonna be okay. I'm gonna rot in Azkaban for the rest of my life. I have no choice. I have nothing to turn to the good side for. Nothing. They'll all probably think I'm a spy or something.
Life is shit. Totally. I need to get over it and make my father proud. At least I'll get something for that.
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