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Warning: Ready...wait for it...this...wait, wait...is...oh my fucking god!...THIS IS SLASH

A/N: Mild slash. Song fic. I hope you like it.

Ship: Harry/Draco

Bold: Draco

Italicized: Song lyrics

Underlined: Harry

Regular: Third person documentary.


I'm tired of being what you want me to be

I've given up. I'm tired of being the hero, I'm tired of being something I know I'm not. I am not a hero. I am not a savior. I can't even keep a father figure for more than two years. I don't want to do this anymore, I don't want to be their hero.

Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface

I don't even believe in this anymore, I'm beginning to doubt I ever did. Why would anyone place their life in the hand of a sadistic old bastard when a smart, talented, lucky-as-shit teenager is the one pinned against said sadistic old guy? It feels as if I'm stuck here, not able to break through and show my true colors.

I don't know what you're expecting of me

I don't even know what they want me to do anymore. They expect me to save the world but they refuse to tell me things I need to know. They refuse to train me. It's as if they expect me to just know what the fuck I'm doing. News Flash: I don't.

Feeling the pressure of walking in your shoes.

I never wanted to be like my father. Never. My father is a heartless, cold bastard. Everyone expects me to be just like him. They molded me to be his mirror-image. Well now I've realized this, and I want out!

((Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone))

I can't break out, I can't break free. They're holding on to me and they won't let me go.

Every step that I take is another mistake to you.

Even when I tried to be daddy's little clone I always screwed up. No matter what I couldn't make him happy.

((Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone))

They have to let go.

They just have to let me go

I've become so numb

I can't let it affect me anymore. I just have to go with it. I can't feel the pain anymore. I won't allow myself to feel the pain.

I've given up on emotion. To feel is weak. And I will not be weak.

I can't feel you there

And I never did realize that you were right in front of me all along. I never knew that you were right there, willing to help me all along.

I've become so tired

So many sleepless nights. So many nights spent up in the owlery going over different spells. Hermione checks the Room of Requirement too much, she would see the blood, my blood. I always train too hard.

But to train less could mean death.

So many nights roaming the dungeons. So many nights looking out into the starless sky trying to figure out how I'm getting out of here.

So much more aware.

I can feel him. He's always there, always watching. They both are. Dumbledore and Voldemort hate each other, do they not realize how alike they are? Every step I take is watched. I can feel it, sense it in a way.

He has spies all over. My father and Voldemort have the whole world in their pockets.

It's killing me

I'm beoming this

I will break free. I will be my own person. And you will help me.

All I want to do Is be more like me

And be less like you.

I just want to be myself. I don't want to be my father. I don't want to be another Dumbeldore. I just want to be with you.

Can't you see that you're smothering me?

They try to keep me under control. They try to keep me in their grasp. They're smothering me. I can't breathe. I can't.

He put life back into me. He made them let me go.

Holding too tightly afraid to loose control.

He watches me, they all watch me. I feel like a china doll. And their my owners. They hold me, show me off, and then they squeeze to tightly and I shatter.

He put me back together.

Cause all the things that you thought I would be

They expect me to be a carbon copy of my father.

They expect me to be a carbon copy of Dumbledore.

Are falling apart right infront of you.

But I'll never be my father, evil sadistic bastard that he is.

But I will never Dumbledore, coniving manipulative fool that he is.

((Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone))

They just won't let me go, I can't break free.

Every step that I take is another mistake to you.

I fight him, I win, and yet I still screw up.

((Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone))

I want you to hold me, I want you to accept me. I need you to redeem me.

And ever moment I waste is more than I can take.

Harry leaned in, he wanted to kiss Draco, he needed the blonde boy. He wanted him with a passion. Just a little closer...

I've become so numb

I can't let it affect me anymore. I just have to go with it. I can't feel the pain anymore. I won't allow myself to feel the pain.

I've given up on emotion. To feel is weak. And I will not be weak.

I can't feel you there

And I never did realize that you were right in front of me all along. I never knew that you were right there, willing to help me all along.

I've become so tired

So many sleepless nights. So many nights spent up in the owlery going over different spells. Hermione checks the Room of Requirement too much, she would see the blood, my blood. I always train too hard.

But to train less could mean death.

So many nights roaming the dungeons. So many nights looking out into the starless sky trying to figure out how I'm getting out of here.

So much more aware.

I can feel him. He's always there, always watching. They both are. Dumbledore and Voldemort hate each other, do they not realize how alike they are? Every step I take is watched. I can feel it, sense it in a way.

He has spies all over. My father and Voldemort have the whole world in their pockets.

It's killing me

I'm beoming this

I will break free. I will be my own person. And you will help me.

All I want to do Is be more like me

And be less like you.

I just want to be myself. I don't want to be my father. I don't want to be another Dumbeldore. I just want to be with you.

And I know

Draco leaned in more. Suddenly, their lips were touching. A passion neither knew existed sprouted from the kiss.

That I may end up failing too

Tomorrow was uncertain. Tomorrow they could both die. But for tonight they weren't failures. Tonight Dumbledore, Voldemort, and Lucius seemed the evil monsters in fairy tales.

And I know That you were just like me

And Sir Nicholas De Ramsy and the Bloody Baron looked on in awe. For they knew what this would lead to. They remembered another fiery Gryffindor and another cold Slytherin.

With someone disappointed in you.

No one wanted Lily Evans and Severu Snape to be together. Every one was dissapointed in Lily's desion. And Lily left Severus.

I've become so numb

I can't let it affect me anymore. I just have to go with it. I can't feel the pain anymore. I won't allow myself to feel the pain.

I've given up on emotion. To feel is weak. And I will not be weak.

I can't feel you there

And I never did realize that you were right in front of me all along. I never knew that you were right there, willing to help me all along.

I've become so tired

So many sleepless nights. So many nights spent up in the owlery going over different spells. Hermione checks the Room of Requirement too much, she would see the blood, my blood. I always train too hard.

But to train less could mean death.

So many nights roaming the dungeons. So many nights looking out into the starless sky trying to figure out how I'm getting out of here.

So much more aware.

I can feel him. He's always there, always watching. They both are. Dumbledore and Voldemort hate each other, do they not realize how alike they are? Every step I take is watched. I can feel it, sense it in a way.

He has spies all over. My father and Voldemort have the whole world in their pockets.

It's killing me

I'm beoming this

I will break free. I will be my own person. And you will help me.

All I want to do Is be more like me

And be less like you.

I just want to be myself. I don't want to be my father. I don't want to be another Dumbeldore. I just want to be with you.

I've become so numb

The ghosts looked at each other. Both boys didn't care any more. But there was still a war out there. There was still peer-pressure and world-pressure.

I can't feel you there

The two boys didn't realize the ghosts were there. But they were, always there, always watching. Even after the war. Even after everything was over.

Tired of being what you want me to be

Harry deepened the kiss and was now ontop of Draco. This was it. He was done with the world. He was tired of being the hero.

I've become so numb

I can't feel you there

Tired of being what you want me to be

You set me free, you're everything I've ever wanted to be.

I love you.