Well like Black Eyed Peas put it so very well, let's get it started in here! Yeah, that wasn't all that cool, was it? Shakes her head I understand. It won't ever happen again. So, would it shock you all to know that this will be another song fic? Shocking, I know. This time, Miss Avril Lavigne will be accompanying this fictional story.
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Okay, here's the deal: I OWN HARRY POTTER AND EVERYTHING!!!!!!! IT'S ALL MINE. DO YOU HEAR ME? HE'S MINE!!!!!!!!! (Swat team breaks through the window and holds a court order in front of my face) Okay, maybe I twisted the truth just a tad. I don't own Harry Potter nor do I own Avril Lavigne or any of her songs.
Harry continued to drag Ron down the winding halls of Hogwarts with Hermione nipping at their heels.
"We'll have to hurry if we're to catch him. Class starts in five minutes!" she exclaimed. Harry nodded not looking back at her. Ron stumbled behind his dear friend.
"Harry, is this really necessary?" he asked with a slight smile on his face. Harry looked back at him with questioning eyes.
"You're kidding, right?" Harry replied mockingly. Hermione let out a small laugh and continued to follow her friends. They soon got outside onto the Hogwarts grounds. By that time, Ron had managed to wiggle out of Harry's grasp. They all ran to Hagrid's cabin where class usually took place. At the end of a long line of students, Hermione spotted the neon blonde hair of Draco.
"There he is!" she cried out pointing at him. Harry and Ron nodded and broke into a run. They soon enough caught up with Draco and knocked him to the ground. Draco did a little summersault and landed on his back with a confused look on his face. Harry quickly slammed a foot on Draco's chest enabling him from standing up. Slowly, a crowd gathered around.
"What do you think you're doing, Potter?" Harry continued to stare down at him with narrowed eyes as Ron slowly leaned down so that he could talk to Draco. Hermione finally caught up with them.
"Malfoy, I hadn't expected you to go so low." Ron muttered. Draco tried to push Harry's foot off of him only causing Harry to press it harder into his chest.
"What on this bloody earth are you talking about?" Draco asked slightly out of breath from the amount of oxygen he wasn't getting. Ron literally seethed.
"I would never expect you to take a child from its mother." Draco suddenly stopped struggled against Harry's foot and narrowed his eyes, as the crowd grew silent. Ron smirked slightly.
"Now you know what I'm talking about." Draco clenched his teeth together.
"How on earth did you find out about that?" he asked angrily. Ron motioned towards the castle.
"Gia told us." Draco knitted his brow together.
"Who's Gia?" Ron stood up with his eyes wide. Harry pressed his foot harder onto Draco's chest.
"Don't play stupid with us, Malfoy. We know that she had your baby." Draco shook his head.
"The woman who had my baby was named Angelina, not that 'Gia'." Harry shook his head and Ron rolled his eyes.
"Angelina and Gia are the same person. We just call her Gia for short." Draco's eyes widened.
"I had no idea, I just always called her Angelina when we were in Japan." Ron crossed his arms triumphantly.
"So, you admit it!" Hermione shook her head and rubbed her temples.
"Ron, stop acting like the hero." Ron looked at her as if she had wounded him. Draco smirked slightly.
"Best listen to your girlfriend, Ronald. Being the hero is Potter's job." Harry ground the heel of his foot into Draco's chest and he let out a little grunt of pain.
"Why did you leave her?" Draco shrugged his shoulders the best that he could.
"Would look bad, don't want to ruin my image." Hermione smacked her head in frustration.
"You're image has been dragged through the dirt so many times Malfoy!" Draco finally pushed Harry's foot off of his chest and he quickly stood up.
"Look, I didn't want to take Gabe from Angelina, it was my father's idea." He quickly strode off towards Hagrids hut leaving a small group of people longing for answers especially Harry, Ron and Hermione.
"What do we do now?" Ron asked to no one unparticular. Hermione shrugged her shoulders.
"I guess we go to class..."
Flashback
I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,
She felt it every day.
And I couldn't help her,
I just watched her make the same mistakes.
Draco let go of Gia's hands and slowly stepped away with a stone look on his face.
"Pregnant?" he asked seeming slightly out of breath. Gia nodded slowly and placed a protective hand on her stomach.
"Yes, isn't that great?" Draco sneered.
"We can't have a baby! You have to get rid of it!" he exclaimed. Gia shook her head furiously.
"I am not going to kill it." She stated firmly. Draco took a hold of her upper arms and stared at her straight in the eyes.
"Then don't you dare expect me to take care of it, I don't want some brat following me around for the rest of my miserable life." Gia's lower lip quivered and she pushed Draco away.
"You'll have a miserable life if you don't take care of this child." She said in a low quivering voice.
What's wrong, what's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
Draco scoffed and turned his back to Gia.
"I doubt that I'll have a miserable life." He slowly turned back to face her.
"I pity you, you'll have that terrible little child to pull you down." Gia shook her head.
"I don't care what you say, I'll love that child no matter what happens." Draco shakes his head.
"Don't expect me to pay any of that alimony." Gia shook her head and caught a piece of snow on the palm of her hand.
"I don't, I just thought that you'd like to know that I'm having your child." Draco nodded.
"Well, I know so I think I'll be going." Draco slowly began to walk away and to Gia's own surprise, she didn't try to stop him.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her tears.
Broken inside.
Gia let out a little sigh and sank down to the snow-covered ground.
'I guess I'm all alone on this one.' She thought to herself. She crossed her legs and rubbed her stomach slightly feeling the life that was now inside her. Gia let the snowfall all around her silently while also collecting a nice amount on top of her head.
"This isn't fair," she muttered to herself. The choice of either having to kill her first child or keep it; this wasn't a choice that she wanted to make. Draco was putting her into an unbelievably tough spot and he wasn't even going to try and help. She narrowed his eyes.
'He could help me if he wasn't such a pansy.' She thought evilly. Gia suddenly shook her head.
'That's not right, I suppose it's not his fault that he's not ready to have children.' Gia shook her head again.
'Wait, that's not right either. He could at least have offered me a LITTLE smile!'
Open your eyes and look outside, find a reason why.
You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.
Gia buried her head in her hands and let out a little sob.
"My life was not supposed to turn out like this." She sobbed into her hands. Tears leaked out and fell to the frozen ground with a silent splat.
"Angelina-san, what is the matter?" Gia looked up with her tear- streaked eyes to see one of her oldest teachers, Master Fu. Gia quickly whipped away her tears and stood up. She bowed in respect of her master. He bowed back.
"I'm sorry Master, I didn't see you coming." Master Fu reached out to Gia's cheek and whipped away a tear that she had missed.
"Tell this old teacher why you were crying." He demanded softly. Gia looked away from his knowing eyes and once again sank to the ground. Master Fu slowly made his way to sit across from her.
Be strong, be strong now.
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
"Do you know what this is?" he asked her. Gia shook her head.
"This belonged to my wife." He stated. Gia's eyes bulged.
"I thought that the monks weren't allowed to take wives." Master Fu nodded in agreement.
"Yes, that is the law that all monks must abide by, but I was not always a monk." Gia cocked her head to the side.
"I thought that you entered the monastery as a young man, you said so yourself."
"I was a young man, about twenty I would guess. You see, I took a wife when I was eighteen and we were very happy together. But then, she became sick and died." Gia bowed her head in respect.
"I am sorry for your loss." Master Fu waved his hand for her to sit upright.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to dry her tears.
Broken inside."Do not worry, it happened long ago. After she died, I decided to dedicate my life to go and enter the monastery." Gia smiled warmly at the old man.
"That's very respectable of you teacher." Mater Fu pressed the journal into Gia's hands.
"While my wife was sick, she wrote in this journal every day until she died. I would like you to have it. It got me through some rough times and I believe that it will do the same for you." Gia held the journal in her hands for a few moments and then shoved it back towards Master Fu.
"I couldn't accept this, teacher. This belonged to your wife and it just wouldn't feel right if I took it." Master Fu shook his head and pressed the journal back into her hands.
"That is the thing, you are not taking it, I am giving it to you. Think of it as a going away present from your favorite teacher." Master Fu winked and Gia let out a little giggle. He slowly stood up in the snow and brushed off his robes.
"I suggest that you make your way inside, I believe that it's starting to snow heavier on our little school."
Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find
She's losing her mind.
She's falling behind.
End Flashback
Gia rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked around her surroundings. She sighed as she realized that she was at Hogwarts. She also noticed that every girl's bed was empty and made. Her eyes bulged. She quickly jumped out of bed and rushed through her morning routine. She literally jumped into her uniform and put her hair up into a low ponytail. While applying her eyeliner, she finally got a chance to look at her digital clock. 7:12 AM. She let out a little sigh of relief. People were still having breakfast and she had about fifteen minutes till class started. She carefully applied a layer of deep red lipstick to her lips and grabbed her back to make her way down to the great hall. Her thoughts quickly traveled to the dream that she had just had. 'I never got to read through that journal. I'll have to do that tonight. I could use some encouragement.' She thought to herself.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace.
She's all over the place.
Yeah, oh.
As she carefully opened the doors to the great hall, all eyes seemed to turn to her for a moment but then went back to their food. She looked around for Hermione and found her waving like a mad woman to come and join a small group of Gryffindors. Gia smiled and quickly ran over and swung her legs over the bench. She marveled at the food that was laid out before her.
"I didn't think that you were going to get up." Hermione said a mocking voice. Gia rolled her eyes and began to pile food onto her gold platted plate. Ron looked up from his scrambled eggs and for the first time noticed that Gia had arrived.
"Hey Gia, did you sleep well?" he asked swallowing a huge bite of scrambled eggs. Gia began to scarf down a piece of toast and nodded.
"I slept very well." She said promptly. Hermione nodded in approval.
"You need your sleep, we have a big day of classes ahead of us." There was a slight groan all down the table. Hermione furrowed her brow.
"What's everybody so upset about?" she asked not getting the obvious reasons.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
"Hermione, did you ever think that some people aren't all that fond of classes and homework?" Hermione let out a loud gasp.
"Who wouldn't like class and homework? They must be insane!" she called out. Gia whipped off her mouth.
"Or they just prefer to sleep instead of wasting their day away in a bloody hot classroom." Ron let out a laugh and patted Gia on the shoulder.
"I like anyone who wants to ban homework from the face of the earth." Hermione let out another gasp and stood up from the bench with her books clutched to her chest.
"If you're done with your silly protests, we actually have to go to charms and I for one do not want to be late." Ron rolled his eyes and pushed away his plate.
"Oh well, I was done anyway." Gia nodded and stood up as well with Harry at her side.
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh yeah.
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh yeah.
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That is where I shall end it for the day. Dinner is ready so I'm going to go and eat my spare ribs and macaroni and cheese! Have fun reviewing my story. Demon of the Wind