One day you'll look
To see I've gone
But tomorrow may rain so I'll follow
The sun
You'll never know that I loved you, Ginny Weasley. I didn't know for the longest time, either. But how could I ever tell you? You always fancied Potter. You were a Gryffindor, and I was a horrible Slytherin who did nothing but pick on your family. It was just a mask I was wearing, Ginny – not too different from the one I am wearing now.
Someday, you'll know
I was the one
But tomorrow may rain so I'll follow the sun
I am a Malfoy, true. I did join the Death Eaters, true. But they would have killed me, Ginny, if I hadn't – and it was only pretend. I knew Professor Snape worked for Dumbledore, and whenever I knew we were going to attack I made it easy for Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix to defeat us…and I always made sure that you were safe. Remember that one time when Nott was standing over you, about to kill you? How that curse came out of nowhere and disarmed him? That was me, though no one will ever know.
And now the time has come, and so my love
I must go
And though I loose a friend, in the end
You will know…
Draco Malfoy the Traitor, to both sides of the fray. I was a Death Eater and son of Lucius Malfoy, an automatic enemy to the Order of the Phoenix. And now the Dark Lord has found out that I allowed two of our prisoners to 'escape.' I couldn't let them kill your brother, Ginny…true, if he had known it was I aiding his escape, I doubt he would have gone, out of pride. To tell the truth, I felt some of my childhood resentment rise up against him – but I was thinking of you.
One day
You'll find
That I have gone
But tomorrow may rain so I'll follow the sun
I lay here on the cold stone floor, bleeding, dying, yet still waiting for death…ha. Death Eaters. What a stupid name, now that I think about it. I can no more eat death than conquer it…you'll never know how much I cared for you Ginny. How much I've wanted to go against Voldemort.
Well, I suppose my last chance has come, and I'll go with it. I can hear them coming down the hallway. I'll fight him Ginny, I will…and no matter what, I'm going to win.
If we meet on the other side of the veil, I hope I'll be able to explain things to you.
…Yet tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun
yow, that just felt…mushy ( I seem to be saying that at the end of all my songfics, don't I?). I hope people like it, tho :-)
Jo, how DARE you…I was NOT giggling b/c Jeff was pulling down his pants (and he actually insists was not pulling his pants down, he was pulling his underwear up – if that makes any difference :-), I was giggling because…well…you had to be there to appreciate it, but it was funny!
Ivan: uh-huh, right. Now I know what you are doing when I am not around to keep an eye on you!
Morough: oh shut up, you know I love you…
Ivan:
Well I'd rather see you dead, little girl, than to be with another man!
You better keep your head, little girl, or you won't know where I am!
You'd better run for you life if you can, little girl,
Hide your head in the sand, little girl,
Catch you with another man that's the end, little girl.
Morough: Ivan, are you okay?
Ivan:
Well you know that I'm a wicked guy and I was born with a jealous mind,
And I can't spend my whole life trying just to make you tow the line!
You'd better run for you life if you can, little girl,
Hide your head in the sand, little girl,
Catch you with another man that's the end, little girl.
Morough: tow what line? What other man? Ivan, what are you talking about?
Ivan:
Let this be a sermon I mean everything I said –
Baby, I'm determined that I'd rather see you dead!
You'd better run for you life if you can, little girl,
Hide your head in the sand, little girl,
Catch you with another man that's the end, little girl.
Morough: JO!!! SAVE ME!!! I THINK I'M IN AN ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP!!
Ivan:
I'd rather see you dead, little girl, than to be with another man!
You'd better keep your head, little girl, or you won't know where I am!
You'd better run for you life if you can, little girl,
Hide your head in the sand, little girl,
Catch you with another man that's the end, little girl!
And note all the exclamation points, Morough!
Morough: Ivan – Jeff is not another man!! He's just…Jeff!! I just buy him frappachinos, that's all!!
Ivan: YOU BUY HIM WHAT?!
Morough: runs
DISCLAIMER none of you call the police on this. Ivan is not a real person (much to my sadness), and I am not in an abusive relationship. Song attributed to the Beatles (Run For Your Life, if you can't figure the title out, on the album Rubber Soul), idea attributed to Jo :-) The song in the songfic is I'll Follow the Sun, by the same, on their album Beatles For Sale