Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Song

Summary: Harry and friends live life as if it were a musical, sort of. Good songs here I promise.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the songs I use. They belong to their creators, writers and singers. Thank you.

Act One: Scene Two- I Pray

Only Hope

By Mandy Moore

D/G

Ginny Weasley watched the couple down below by the lake from her window. She sighed with joy. At least Harry had finally admitted to himself she was in love with Luna. She then sighed for herself. Now she had to find someone else to look at all the time.

She stepped away from the window and sat down on her bed, looking at a notebook with a few words written on it. She started to think about the person she had been stupidly writing about.

Draco Malfoy? Of all of the idiots for her to like, it was that idiot! She started to write some more.

There's a song that's inside of my soul.
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again
I'm awake in the infinite cold.
But you sing to me over and over and over again.

She dropped her quill and started to think when she started to laugh at herself. She was such an idiot. Why did she even bother trying to write a dumb song? He'd never hear it… She put her on her bed and started to sniffle softly. She folded her hands together and prayed to someone god somewhere to help her. Not that it would work.

So, I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope.

She sat up again and stared at the parchment and ended up throwing it away. She was being stupid again. Writing her dumb feelings down. Last time she did that she ended up unleashing a snake on people. She then started to write more words and drew stars on her parchment, bewitching them to dance for her.

Sing to me the song of the stars.
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again.
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again.

She sighed as she threw the parchment away like the other. Soon there was pile of parchment in crumbled balls on the floor. She couldn't say the right thing so she just wrote a letter to him. She was about to start when she folded her hands again, praying to no one.

So I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours
I know now, you're my only hope.

She lifted her head up again and started to write her letter, the words flowing as she poured her soul into them, the song she had been trying to write spilling out of the quill.

I give you my destiny.
I'm giving you all of me.
I want your symphony, singing in all that I am
At the top of my lungs, I'm giving it back.

When it was done she folded up the parchment, ready to deliver it. She went outside, seeing the couples all talking and enjoying the spring. Hermione and Ron were even having a nice lunch together. Ginny finally stopped. Standing there with his girlfriend was Draco Malfoy, laughing about something. Ginny didn't hesitate more then a second. She stopped in front of the couple who now were looking at her.

"What do you want!" Pansy asked, her voice a little unsteady.

"Just wanted to give Malfoy a note, that's all. It's a list of reasons why I wish he were dead," Ginny said with a cheery smile. Malfoy sneered but was interested in why she had written whatever might be on the parchment. She handed him the folded note. She knew he wouldn't be able to read it with someone over his shoulder because the clever Weasley had put a spell on it before hand.

Ginny walked off and Malfoy left Pansy to read the blank parchment. He found himself alone by the lake, staring at the parchment in amazement. He didn't know why, but he had almost fallen in love with the letter.

Ginny was sitting inside her room in silence. She had put her head back down and was praying just like before.

So I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours
I pray, to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope.

Then she got up and left the Common Room to see Malfoy standing at the bottom of a flight of stairs.

"You wrote this?" he asked, looking at the parchment. Ginny nodded.

"Tell me more…"

hmmmmm, hmmmmm, oooooh.

-Kind of a Cliff hanger thing, but I always thought Ginny musical because of the cupid dude in book 2, when she wrote that little song for Harry. Nice song for this I think. Sorry if it was spiritual, but I really liked the situation.

Hog Out!