The Harry Potter Lullaby
Disclaimer: This isn't my song, it was song by Brad Paisley and Alison Krauss. The
Characters belong to J.K. Rowling. Enjoy!
Summary: Song Fiction about Ron and Hermione. What would happen if Hermione just
up and left Ron? Would there be this little song, well, in my mind, YES!
She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
Ron Weasley loved Hermione Granger with all his heart, but there was nothing he could do
to stop her from leaving him. She had walked out of his life without so much as a backwards glance.
She had told him that she never loved him and the only thing he could say to her was, "I will love you
until the day I die." but she didnt care. So, he turned to his only release, Fire Whiskey. But she never
left his mind and it hurt that he couldn't get her out.
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
That was the only way it would work. She wouldn't leave any other way. So, that's what he
did. He wrote a simple note to her. ' My love was never enough for you, though I tried, your memory
never died. I just want you to know, that I'll never forget you. And anyone who reads this I want you
to know. I'll love her till I die.' Hermione sobbed as he was buried beneath their favorite kind of tree.
The willow somehow cried that day. The branches drooped lower than usual.
The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night
When she got home, her only haven was the open bottle of Fire whiskey sitting on the kitchen
table. Over the years more and more empty bottles ended up top down in her sink. She didn't go to
work anymore and she had pockets full of gum and mints so that nobody would notice the smell. But
he never left her mind. He killed himself because of her, he said so in the letter. So, now it was the only
way, the only possibility to get away from him.
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away his memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees
We found her with her face down in the pillow
Clinging to his picture for dear life
We laid her next to him beneath the willow
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby
She didn't write a note to people, a simple goodbye was enough. She held onto his picture and
hoped that she would end up walking with him. She held his picture close to her and finally followed
in his steps. She just hoped that for her last wish that people would lay her where she belonged.