Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor do I own any songs or lyrics by Nightwish, though sometimes I wish I did.
A/N: This song is one of the many Nightwish songs that make me cry. I'm a dork, I know, and cry at everything, but still. It's a really sweet song.
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Come Cover Me
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In the stillness before the final battle, in the oppressive darkness that foreshadows something no one wants to remember, they cling together, as if their very lives depend on it. And perhaps they do. Perhaps the warmth of a familiar body is the only thing that keeps away the endless flood of incapacitating tears. Perhaps the brush of a loved one's kiss is the only thing that stops the fear that threatens to cripple and freeze. And if it makes them forget other things, like wrong and right and restraint, then it can't be helped. Better to have regrets in the morning than to fear, for fear makes one stumble and err, and neither can afford that now.
Maybe, in another time, another place, they would be wrong for each other. But here, at the end of all things, all that matters is that they are together, and that togetherness makes them forget. They hide together from the dawn, and the terror that it will bring, and they hide from the present, from the night that lurks outside the door. Tomorrow, things will be different, and both will go out and fight, nothing on their minds but staying alive. And if, by chance, they fail to return? If the one is killed too soon, the world will descend into darkness. All that is good will fade with the passage of time. But even the darkness will fade eventually. A hundred thousand lifetimes from now, none of this will matter. So better to forget. Tonight, let them have their night of passion. Let them love, then let them sleep. Fate can wait until tomorrow.
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Short, I know. But it says what I wanted it to say. Please review. But NOT if you're going to tell me to make it longer. I'm kind of sick of hearing that.
