Title
SOS
A Good Charlotte Songfic Story by Ellie
Disclaimer-I do not own Harry Potter (but Tom Felton is hidden in my attic) or Good Charlotte (I have Joel hidden in my basement! Hehehe) or any of their songs…..I wish!
Is anybody listening?
Can they hear me when I call?
Draco was lying on the ground in his room, propping his head up with the end of his bed. He was bleeding, badly. It was dark outside as he was screaming to no one in particular.
I'm shooting signals in the air
Cuz I need somebody's help
He was using his wand to shoot those red sparks that he'd seen Muggles use when they needed help, the SOS signal.
I can't make it on my own
So I'm giving up myself
He knew he was going to die since no one was helping him so he gave up on the screaming as he looked out his bedroom window.
Is anybody listening?
Listening.
He just wished that someone was out there, trying to reach him.
I've been stranded here
And I'm miles away
He was stranded in his room, his dad probably had a death eater or two blocking his door. Lucius had just beaten him, to his death, he was silently crying. The nearest house was at least a mile or two away.
Making signals
Hoping they'd save me
He was still shooting the red sparks hoping for help from anyone.
I lock myself inside these walls
Cuz out there I'm always wrong
He had ran into his room after Lucius beat him, he straggled to get there, trying to avoid more beatings from his dad. He ran and locked his door with a more powerful spell then the 'Alohamora' spell. This was one his dad couldn't unlock. He was beaten for being wrong. For being human.
I don't think I'm gonna make it
Draco knew he wasn't going to make it, but there was a little sliver of hope.
So while I'm sitting here
On the eve of my defeat
I write this letter and hope it saves me
His dad had defeated his only heir, 'That shows how smart he is, the arse.' Draco thought to himself as he wrote a letter, telling someone, anyone to help him….please.
Is anybody listening?
Can they hear me when I call?
He sent the letter out the window, spelling it so it would fly to the person nearest to the house.
I'm shooting signals in the air
Cuz I need somebody's help
Hermione was driving her moped (grrr I want one!) down the street, hurrying to make her ten o clock curfew, it was 9:35.
I can't make it on my own
So I'm giving up myself
When a paper airplane flew at her as she swerved, barely missing it. She stopped and turned around to see the paper fly back at her, she grabbed it and read it.
Is anybody listening?
Listening.
She gasped, dropping the note in shock. 'No one deserves that, not even Malfoy.' She thought as she rode to get to his house.
I'm stuck in my own head
And I'm oceans away
He was slowly slipping out of consciousness; pictures of flashbacks of his life displayed themselves before him.
Would anybody notice
If I left this place?
Would anyone miss him if he left. Not his family. Pansy sure would, but he didn't care, she was a slut. Would anyone special miss him? Potter, Weasel and Granger sure wouldn't…or so he thought.
I send an SOS tonight
And wonder if I will survive
He saw something in the distance, hoping it was someone coming to save him.
How in the hell did I get
So far away this time?
Usually the road didn't seem so far from his room, but now it seemed like it took longer then forever to get there.
So now I'm sitting here
The time of my departure's near
He knew he only had a few minute left to live, a single tear rolled down his cheek.
I say a prayer
'Please someone save me'
He said a prayer, saying, wishing, hoping that the thing in the distance was someone helping him. For one time in his life he wished it was Hermione. She was so smart that she could help him, him.
Is anybody listening?
Can they hear me when I call?
I'm shooting signals in the air
Cuz I need somebody's help
I can't make it on my own
So I'm giving up myself
Is anybody listening?
Listening
He felt himself slowly slipping away, even though he still felt hope. The life in him was slowly slipping away
I'm lost here
I can't make it on my own
He knew what death felt like at that moment. He never thought he could feel so cold and alone.
I don't wanna die alone
I'm so scared
He didn't want to die alone, he'd hoped that he'd die in his sleep, with his wife, when they were really old.
Drowning now
Reaching out
He was drowning into darkness when he barely heard someone come through his window, he reached out with his arms for all it was worth, even though he couldn't see anything. He felt and heard someone sit beside him and put his head in their lap, most likely a girl. He heard her crying.
Holding onto everything
I love
He didn't know who the person was but he loved them. They were trying to save him. He moved his hand around until it found the girl's face; the hand wiped away her fallen tears as she sniffled. He then felt her take his hand down by his side, she was holding it as if if she ever let go he would die.
Crying out
Dieing now
Tears were now flowing freely out of his eyes as they slowly opened a little after the young witch had said a few spells.
Need some help
He was now getting the much needed help he needed.
Is anybody listening?
Can they hear me when I call?
He looked up into the eyes of Hermione Granger's crying ones. He muttered thanks to her as he slowly got up.
I'm shooting signals in the air
"D'you think I could stay with you?" he asked. She nodded as they snuck out the window and onto Hermione's moped, as they sped away into the distance.
I need somebody's help
I can't make it on my own
I'm giving up myself
Is anybody listening?
THIS IS NOT OVER WITH!!! This is only the first chapter of quite a few, PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE REVIEW!!!!!