You bring me joy
When I'm down
Oh, so much joy
When I lose my way your love comes smiling on me
I saw your face
And then I knew
We would be friends
I was so afraid but your arms, they'd say `come to me'
So I'd say to you
"Can we talk for a while?"
You'd say "alright"
When you love me, I smile
I feel you hands and you feel mine
You bring me joy
You bring me joy
Don't go too far away
If I can't see your face, I will remember that smile
But can this be right
Or should we be friends
I get lonely sometimes and I'm mixed up again
'Cause you're the finest thing I've seen in all my life
You bring me joy
My joy, my joy
I believe this is gonna be what you want it to be
I just love you, I just love you, can`t you see
That you're the best I've seen in all my life
You bring me joy
My joy . . . you're my joy
My joy . . . my, my joy
Thank you, thank you
I just love you
When I lose my way, your love comes smiling on me
Harry/Carl and Ron/Sean
Harry woke up the next morning with the man who came to his door last night laying next to him. Harry groaned and rolled out of the bed. He took a quick shower in his also mold and cockroach infested shower. He got dressed as he kicked the guy out. But before he did so, he took some money from him. Harry locked his door and headed down to his job. Which was the liquor store right below him.
"Hey, Sean." Harry opened the gate to the liquor store. He was talking to Ron who was asleep in the front of the store.
"You're 10 minutes late to open!" Ron yelled at him. He got off the floor and shook his empty wine bottle.
"Have you been out here all night?" Harry asked as he walked inside.
"Maybe! Hook me up. I beg you. Heath kicked me out finally." Ron leaned over the counter as Harry put on his apron.
"Wow. You lasted long with this one. When's the next coming into your life?" Harry laughed as he sneaked a beer to Ron. Ron gulped it down in one sip.
"I dunno. But I will trick him better than Heath. So I last longer than 2 months." Harry gave Ron another beer. He laughed as he watched a man rummaging in the back.
"You need my help again don't you?" Harry asked leaning on the counter. He stared hard at Ron. Although Ron was a complete bum, Harry thought he was quite attractive. "For some reason he reminds me of Ron. I wonder why. He is nothing like him." Harry thought staring at 'Sean'.
It was the same as Neville and Hermione. Harry and Ron saw each other almost everyday. It was funny. But they never knew. And they still don't. And probably never will.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Draco/Phil and Neville/Brian
"Sir, do you still wish to go for a ride?" Draco's chauffeur asked as he walked into Draco's huge library. (Oh, he is never in the library in school but now he has his own. Tsh!)
"Yes, yes I would. There is nice restaurant a little way. About 5 blocks. Chez Chasez. Take me there." Draco got up from his arm chair and put on his jacket and wrapped his scarf around his neck. He put his gloves on and his hat. He got inn his nice Mercedes and his chauffeur drove him to Chez Chasez.
Neville pulled the chair out for Carmilla. He undid her napkin and placed it on her lap. He took his seat and called the waiter over and whispered something in his ear.
"Brian, love, how on earth did you get us in here?!" Carmilla looked around at the new restaurant. It was dimly lit but still bright enough to see everyone in there. There where men and women playing violins while walking around your table. There was a chandelier above every table, everything was gold and maroon. And there where beautiful painting on the walls. The smell from the kitchen gave a great aroma of everything they made. This was it. This was the moment Brian was going to propose to the beautiful Carmilla Leboef. Nothing could go wrong.
Draco walked into the restaurant and was talking at the top of his lungs.
"My, this place is beautiful! The lighting it so nice! Wow, violinist. Remind me to hire a private orchestra! Look at all the couples! Yes, I would love a table. Right there please!" Draco pointed at the table right next to Neville and Carmilla.
"Bloody hell. That's Philip Magus." Carmilla stared at him. Draco also had the hotels built in the muggle world. So he is rich in the wizarding world AND the muggle world. (Would you loooook aaaat thhhhaaaat! Lucky bastard! Money. Both kinds! All kinds, pounds, lira, dollars, galleons, knuts, sickles!)
Draco took a seat and smiled at Neville and Carmilla. Carmilla beamed at him. Neville stared at her and got a little jealous. The waiter came back over to their table with the most expensive and best wine they had.
"I'll have that wine also!" Draco pointed at the wine the other waiter had. Neville groaned.
"Damn it! He is going to ruin this for me!" The setting was wonderful. They where right next to a window and snow fell lightly over the ice-skating rink. Carmilla was staring out the window absolutely mesmerized. She looked so beautiful to Neville. He remembered the first day they met. It was the same with Hermione. He knocked Carmilla's grocery's down and helped her bring it into her apartment.
Draco talked loud for a whole hour. When he finally went to the bathroom Neville grabbed Carmilla's hand.
"Oy, you scared me. What's wrong Brian?" Carmilla looked at Neville with her big blue eyes. Neville took a deep breath and said to her,
"Carmilla, we have known each other for 3 years now. We haven't even faught yet and I find that amazing. Well, I love you. With all my heart. I don't know how I could have gone on living without you. You are the light of my life and I want you in it until death do us part." Neville reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring with 3 giant diamonds on it. Carmilla shrieked and began to cry.
"Carmilla Shannon Leboef, will you do the honors of being my wife?" Carmilla shook her head and Neville slipped the ring gently onto her finger. He kissed her hand and put it down. The whole restaurant clapped and cheered and the two kissed.
"Hey, what did I miss. Sure when I go to the bathroom. What happened?! I want to know right now." Draco began to boss people around to telL him what happened.
"LISTEN! WHY DONT YOU MIND YOUR OWN BLOODY BUSINESS AND SHUT YOUR MOUTH. NOBODY CARES ABOUT WHAT COMES OUT OF IT AND YOU ARE NOT ALL THAT. YOU ALMOST RUINED MY PROPOSAL WITH YOUR RUDENESS AND ARROGANCE. NOW JUST SHUT YOUR TRAP AND BE CIVIL!" With that everyone in the restaraunt cheered at Neville sticking up to THE PHILIP MAGUS!
Carmilla and Neville left the restaraunt arm in arm about 20 minutes later. Draco watched them as they left and entered the skating rink through the window. He called one of his body guards over (oh! he has a body guard. tch!!) and whispered into his ear.
"Kill her." The body guard nodded and followed them into the skating rink.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione/Meygan
Hermione realized that when their bag fell that a candle they had brought broke. She decided to go back tot he store quickly and replace it. She grabbed her coat and ran down the block. She got her new watermelon scented candle and began to walk home before the snow fell anymore.
While she was walking she stepped in some red snow. She didn't know what it was so she just continued walking and ignored it. Then she heard crying and saw a man sitting on the bus stop bench.
"Erm ... excuse me?" She looked over the bench cautiously. The man shot up and she saw that is was her neighbor, Neville, I mean Brian.
"Oh, erm, Brian right. Are you ... " Her eyes widend as she saw he had blood all over him.
"He did it. Why? I loved her. I loved her." Neville cradled an invisible object in his arms.
"Her birthday is next month. She was so beautiful. Her eyes. Her eyes. Blue. I loved her. I loved her. Why?"
Hemione thought back and remembered Brians girlfriend. She had black hair and blue eyes. A very beautiful girl. Was she dead?
"What happened?" Hermione did not want to go near him like that. She thought that maybe he killed his girlfriend. Or hurt her. Or whatever.
"I'll KILL him. I hate him. He did it. I know it. He has to die. He is an evil soul. Evil ... I hate him. Kill ..." Neville put his bloody hands on his face. Hermione grabbed her cell phone and called the police. They came and got him. She heard him come home at 4 o'clock in the morning.
She had seen on the 10 o'clock news what had happened. A woman was attacked in the skating rink. Witnesses said the woman was skating with her boyfriend presumably when she sped ahead a bit. Another man came zooming around the boyfriend and simply sliced the head of the women with a skate he had in his hand.
"I saw it all. The woman was very beautiful, so yes, I looked. Then I saw blood spew from her head and got all over the rink. The man I saw do it jumped out of the rink and walked away calmly. I was guessing he had killed before." An eye witness was panting into the T.V earlier that day. He was quiet red and in the back yo can actually see all the blood on the ice.
"The boyfriend slid right next to her when she finally fell on the ice. I was guess she was dead when he was there because he screamed LIKE A BANSHEE! It was so sad. The mother's ran with their children, some men ran over to help and I called the authorities." The woman was not by the rink but was still in shock.
"That is awful." Nickolas said as he clicked the T.V off.
"Did I say I was done?" Hermione scolded in her head. "Yes it is. I hope he is alright and they find that man who did it."
"Why did they arrest him?"
"You know these cases. They always think the boyfriend or husband or girlfriend or wife is behind it all. Questioning. So much pressure. Too much if you ask me."
"Well you can never be too sure." Nickolas kissed Hermione on her neck and tried to slide her down onto the bed but she pulled away.
"Come on. We haven't donne it in a month. What the bloody hell is wrong with you?!" Nick scolded at Hermione and shook her.
"Stop it! I am not in the mood."
"You're never in the bloody mood. I can't even get you to fucking kiss me half the time. What is the matter!" Nickolas continued cursing cruedly and Hermione said with tears,
"I DONT LOVE YOU!" Nickolas slapped Hermione. Hermione punched Nickolas and they had and actual fist fight in the bed room. Nickolas was way stronger and he had forced Hermione onto the bed.
"You don't fucking love me? Huh?! HUH?! Fuck you!" He held her arms down with one hand and slid her nightgown up revealing her slik underwear. he ripped them apart with one hand and began to eat her out. Hermione was cry. She felt violated even though it was her own husband. Then she was in pain and he pushed and pushed harder and harder. That was all he wanted because when he was done he let go of Hermione and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Hermione ran into the hallway closet and cried for hours.
When she opened her eyes and crawled out slowly she looked at the clock. 3: 50. She heard the door next door open and walked out her apartment to see what it was. It was Brian.
"Hello, there. Are you alright?" Hermione tried to sound as normal as possible.
"Are you?" Neville seemed to be back to normal.
"Erm ..." Neville invided Hermione in and she sat on his couch. She couldn't help it she cried.
"Are you okay?" He put a hand on her shoulder. "Thank you for earlier."
"You are welcome. I ... I ..." She cried some more.
Neville didn't know what it was but this woman reminded him of someone. He just felt something coming from her. But, who was she? Maybe from Hogwarts?
"Hogwarts." He said. Hermione shot her head up from her hands and stared at Brian.
"How ... "
"I ... you ..." Neviile kissed her. Hermione opened her eyes and saw the grown up face of Neville Longbottom. Neville saw the face of Hermione Granger. Their kiss? They both ran to the mirror. They still looked like Brian and Meygan but when they looked at each other. They where themselves again. They hugged each other and kissed again. That kiss began into something special.
When I'm down
Oh, so much joy
When I lose my way your love comes smiling on me
I saw your face
And then I knew
We would be friends
I was so afraid but your arms, they'd say `come to me'
So I'd say to you
"Can we talk for a while?"
You'd say "alright"
When you love me, I smile
I feel you hands and you feel mine
You bring me joy
You bring me joy
Don't go too far away
If I can't see your face, I will remember that smile
But can this be right
Or should we be friends
I get lonely sometimes and I'm mixed up again
'Cause you're the finest thing I've seen in all my life
You bring me joy
My joy, my joy
I believe this is gonna be what you want it to be
I just love you, I just love you, can`t you see
That you're the best I've seen in all my life
You bring me joy
My joy . . . you're my joy
My joy . . . my, my joy
Thank you, thank you
I just love you
When I lose my way, your love comes smiling on me
Harry/Carl and Ron/Sean
Harry woke up the next morning with the man who came to his door last night laying next to him. Harry groaned and rolled out of the bed. He took a quick shower in his also mold and cockroach infested shower. He got dressed as he kicked the guy out. But before he did so, he took some money from him. Harry locked his door and headed down to his job. Which was the liquor store right below him.
"Hey, Sean." Harry opened the gate to the liquor store. He was talking to Ron who was asleep in the front of the store.
"You're 10 minutes late to open!" Ron yelled at him. He got off the floor and shook his empty wine bottle.
"Have you been out here all night?" Harry asked as he walked inside.
"Maybe! Hook me up. I beg you. Heath kicked me out finally." Ron leaned over the counter as Harry put on his apron.
"Wow. You lasted long with this one. When's the next coming into your life?" Harry laughed as he sneaked a beer to Ron. Ron gulped it down in one sip.
"I dunno. But I will trick him better than Heath. So I last longer than 2 months." Harry gave Ron another beer. He laughed as he watched a man rummaging in the back.
"You need my help again don't you?" Harry asked leaning on the counter. He stared hard at Ron. Although Ron was a complete bum, Harry thought he was quite attractive. "For some reason he reminds me of Ron. I wonder why. He is nothing like him." Harry thought staring at 'Sean'.
It was the same as Neville and Hermione. Harry and Ron saw each other almost everyday. It was funny. But they never knew. And they still don't. And probably never will.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Draco/Phil and Neville/Brian
"Sir, do you still wish to go for a ride?" Draco's chauffeur asked as he walked into Draco's huge library. (Oh, he is never in the library in school but now he has his own. Tsh!)
"Yes, yes I would. There is nice restaurant a little way. About 5 blocks. Chez Chasez. Take me there." Draco got up from his arm chair and put on his jacket and wrapped his scarf around his neck. He put his gloves on and his hat. He got inn his nice Mercedes and his chauffeur drove him to Chez Chasez.
Neville pulled the chair out for Carmilla. He undid her napkin and placed it on her lap. He took his seat and called the waiter over and whispered something in his ear.
"Brian, love, how on earth did you get us in here?!" Carmilla looked around at the new restaurant. It was dimly lit but still bright enough to see everyone in there. There where men and women playing violins while walking around your table. There was a chandelier above every table, everything was gold and maroon. And there where beautiful painting on the walls. The smell from the kitchen gave a great aroma of everything they made. This was it. This was the moment Brian was going to propose to the beautiful Carmilla Leboef. Nothing could go wrong.
Draco walked into the restaurant and was talking at the top of his lungs.
"My, this place is beautiful! The lighting it so nice! Wow, violinist. Remind me to hire a private orchestra! Look at all the couples! Yes, I would love a table. Right there please!" Draco pointed at the table right next to Neville and Carmilla.
"Bloody hell. That's Philip Magus." Carmilla stared at him. Draco also had the hotels built in the muggle world. So he is rich in the wizarding world AND the muggle world. (Would you loooook aaaat thhhhaaaat! Lucky bastard! Money. Both kinds! All kinds, pounds, lira, dollars, galleons, knuts, sickles!)
Draco took a seat and smiled at Neville and Carmilla. Carmilla beamed at him. Neville stared at her and got a little jealous. The waiter came back over to their table with the most expensive and best wine they had.
"I'll have that wine also!" Draco pointed at the wine the other waiter had. Neville groaned.
"Damn it! He is going to ruin this for me!" The setting was wonderful. They where right next to a window and snow fell lightly over the ice-skating rink. Carmilla was staring out the window absolutely mesmerized. She looked so beautiful to Neville. He remembered the first day they met. It was the same with Hermione. He knocked Carmilla's grocery's down and helped her bring it into her apartment.
Draco talked loud for a whole hour. When he finally went to the bathroom Neville grabbed Carmilla's hand.
"Oy, you scared me. What's wrong Brian?" Carmilla looked at Neville with her big blue eyes. Neville took a deep breath and said to her,
"Carmilla, we have known each other for 3 years now. We haven't even faught yet and I find that amazing. Well, I love you. With all my heart. I don't know how I could have gone on living without you. You are the light of my life and I want you in it until death do us part." Neville reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring with 3 giant diamonds on it. Carmilla shrieked and began to cry.
"Carmilla Shannon Leboef, will you do the honors of being my wife?" Carmilla shook her head and Neville slipped the ring gently onto her finger. He kissed her hand and put it down. The whole restaurant clapped and cheered and the two kissed.
"Hey, what did I miss. Sure when I go to the bathroom. What happened?! I want to know right now." Draco began to boss people around to telL him what happened.
"LISTEN! WHY DONT YOU MIND YOUR OWN BLOODY BUSINESS AND SHUT YOUR MOUTH. NOBODY CARES ABOUT WHAT COMES OUT OF IT AND YOU ARE NOT ALL THAT. YOU ALMOST RUINED MY PROPOSAL WITH YOUR RUDENESS AND ARROGANCE. NOW JUST SHUT YOUR TRAP AND BE CIVIL!" With that everyone in the restaraunt cheered at Neville sticking up to THE PHILIP MAGUS!
Carmilla and Neville left the restaraunt arm in arm about 20 minutes later. Draco watched them as they left and entered the skating rink through the window. He called one of his body guards over (oh! he has a body guard. tch!!) and whispered into his ear.
"Kill her." The body guard nodded and followed them into the skating rink.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione/Meygan
Hermione realized that when their bag fell that a candle they had brought broke. She decided to go back tot he store quickly and replace it. She grabbed her coat and ran down the block. She got her new watermelon scented candle and began to walk home before the snow fell anymore.
While she was walking she stepped in some red snow. She didn't know what it was so she just continued walking and ignored it. Then she heard crying and saw a man sitting on the bus stop bench.
"Erm ... excuse me?" She looked over the bench cautiously. The man shot up and she saw that is was her neighbor, Neville, I mean Brian.
"Oh, erm, Brian right. Are you ... " Her eyes widend as she saw he had blood all over him.
"He did it. Why? I loved her. I loved her." Neville cradled an invisible object in his arms.
"Her birthday is next month. She was so beautiful. Her eyes. Her eyes. Blue. I loved her. I loved her. Why?"
Hemione thought back and remembered Brians girlfriend. She had black hair and blue eyes. A very beautiful girl. Was she dead?
"What happened?" Hermione did not want to go near him like that. She thought that maybe he killed his girlfriend. Or hurt her. Or whatever.
"I'll KILL him. I hate him. He did it. I know it. He has to die. He is an evil soul. Evil ... I hate him. Kill ..." Neville put his bloody hands on his face. Hermione grabbed her cell phone and called the police. They came and got him. She heard him come home at 4 o'clock in the morning.
She had seen on the 10 o'clock news what had happened. A woman was attacked in the skating rink. Witnesses said the woman was skating with her boyfriend presumably when she sped ahead a bit. Another man came zooming around the boyfriend and simply sliced the head of the women with a skate he had in his hand.
"I saw it all. The woman was very beautiful, so yes, I looked. Then I saw blood spew from her head and got all over the rink. The man I saw do it jumped out of the rink and walked away calmly. I was guessing he had killed before." An eye witness was panting into the T.V earlier that day. He was quiet red and in the back yo can actually see all the blood on the ice.
"The boyfriend slid right next to her when she finally fell on the ice. I was guess she was dead when he was there because he screamed LIKE A BANSHEE! It was so sad. The mother's ran with their children, some men ran over to help and I called the authorities." The woman was not by the rink but was still in shock.
"That is awful." Nickolas said as he clicked the T.V off.
"Did I say I was done?" Hermione scolded in her head. "Yes it is. I hope he is alright and they find that man who did it."
"Why did they arrest him?"
"You know these cases. They always think the boyfriend or husband or girlfriend or wife is behind it all. Questioning. So much pressure. Too much if you ask me."
"Well you can never be too sure." Nickolas kissed Hermione on her neck and tried to slide her down onto the bed but she pulled away.
"Come on. We haven't donne it in a month. What the bloody hell is wrong with you?!" Nick scolded at Hermione and shook her.
"Stop it! I am not in the mood."
"You're never in the bloody mood. I can't even get you to fucking kiss me half the time. What is the matter!" Nickolas continued cursing cruedly and Hermione said with tears,
"I DONT LOVE YOU!" Nickolas slapped Hermione. Hermione punched Nickolas and they had and actual fist fight in the bed room. Nickolas was way stronger and he had forced Hermione onto the bed.
"You don't fucking love me? Huh?! HUH?! Fuck you!" He held her arms down with one hand and slid her nightgown up revealing her slik underwear. he ripped them apart with one hand and began to eat her out. Hermione was cry. She felt violated even though it was her own husband. Then she was in pain and he pushed and pushed harder and harder. That was all he wanted because when he was done he let go of Hermione and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Hermione ran into the hallway closet and cried for hours.
When she opened her eyes and crawled out slowly she looked at the clock. 3: 50. She heard the door next door open and walked out her apartment to see what it was. It was Brian.
"Hello, there. Are you alright?" Hermione tried to sound as normal as possible.
"Are you?" Neville seemed to be back to normal.
"Erm ..." Neville invided Hermione in and she sat on his couch. She couldn't help it she cried.
"Are you okay?" He put a hand on her shoulder. "Thank you for earlier."
"You are welcome. I ... I ..." She cried some more.
Neville didn't know what it was but this woman reminded him of someone. He just felt something coming from her. But, who was she? Maybe from Hogwarts?
"Hogwarts." He said. Hermione shot her head up from her hands and stared at Brian.
"How ... "
"I ... you ..." Neviile kissed her. Hermione opened her eyes and saw the grown up face of Neville Longbottom. Neville saw the face of Hermione Granger. Their kiss? They both ran to the mirror. They still looked like Brian and Meygan but when they looked at each other. They where themselves again. They hugged each other and kissed again. That kiss began into something special.