MaybeA songfic of "Punk Rock Princess"
Disclaimer: I don't own HP.
Maybe when the room is empty
Maybe when the bottle's full
They met in an empty classroom, pushed aside the chairs, leaving a space in the middle, just enough for both of them. He smiled knowingly.
Maybe when the door gets broke down
Love can break in
She smiled back, and with a wave of her wand, they heard music that only they could hear.
Maybe when I'm done with thinking
Maybe you could think me whole
He pulled her closer to him, and she raised her hand and pushed it through his hair. He smiled again and held her closer. Everything felt still.
Maybe when I'm done with ending
This can begin, this can begin
She put her arms around his neck, and he held her on the waist
Maybe when your hair gets darker
Maybe you can think me whole
They started to move, and the room seemed to swirl around them. They were dancing, and they were breathing in every moment of it.
Maybe when the walls are smaller
There will be more space
Love—a different kind of magic
Maybe when I'm not so tired
Maybe you can step inside
He leaned over, pushing back her hair gently. She put her hand behind his head and...
Maybe when I look for things
That I can't replace, I can't replace
They found themselves locked in a kiss
I never thought you'd last
I never dreamed you would
You watched your life go past
You wonder if you should