Lighthouse
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" She won't wake." Harry turned to see the spectral form of a sixteen year old Lord Voldemort. " I will kill her, then her entire family and then I will kill you." Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
" No you won't. I've already killed you." He stated in a monotone.
" But I'll always be a part of you Harry…" he said with that mock-serene look on his face. And that's when Harry woke up…
He sat bolt upright in his bed. This was ridiculous! He had defeated Moldyshorts five years ago, and he still had nightmares like a child! And here, he would have another sleepless night. He lay back down and started his breathing exercises. But then, he felt a feather light weight on the side of his bed, and felt warmth inching towards him. He turned his head and saw red hair and he realized it was Ginny. This wasn't the first time she had crawled into his bed at night, since she moved into Grimmauld Place with him and Sirius. She wrapped her arms around his and he buried his face in her neck. She started stroking his hair and moved her lips to his ear. That's when she started singing.
Take what you need while there's time,
The city will be earth in a short while,
If I'm not mistaken, It's been in flames
You and I will escape to the seaside
There is a storm in the distance,
The wind breathing warning of it's imminence
There is a Lighthouse, Five hundred yards down
You and I will be safe there
There is a girl who, haunts that lighthouse
She saved me, I was swimming,
So young I almost drowned,
Down in the water, she sang a story:
Of losing a lover, she calls a warning…
Love you are foolish you're tired.
Your sleeplessness makes you a liar,
The city in burning! The ocean is turning,
Our only chance is the lighthouse…
Her lover, was a sailor she,
Went and she waited there,
The door locked from the outside, lover never,
Arrived so she sings there, soft as a siren
Luring the ships off their course, how alarming
We went, in we,
Climbed up and looked out
The door locked from the outside,
Three ghosts in the lighthouse…
He silky soft voice, slowly lulled him to sleep and he pulled her closer to him, her long delicate musician's fingers still stroking his hair. And he had his first good night sleep, in as long as he could remember…
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When Harry woke up the next morning, his face was buried in Ginny's hair. He inhaled, breathing in the scent from her skin. He heard the door opening and Sirius poked his head in.
" I went and got some beignets from the bakery and there's coffee on the table and… oh!" he stopped short, seeing the red hair in Harry's bed. Harry glared at Sirius, who had the grace to look sheepish and backed out of the room. Ginny turned in Harry's arms and faced him.
" Good Morning." She murmured sleepily and kissed him on the cheek. Harry smiled and pulled her closer.
" I didn't know you could sing."
" Well you learn something new everyday Harry." She said as if she was talking to a child and he glared at her.
" So what's on the agenda today?" he asked her. They worked as Aurors and they were partners. They both had the day off and didn't know what to do.
" I was thinking we could go skydiving…naked." She said jokingly. Harry laughed and untangled his legs from hers.
" How about we sleep in?" he asked, kissing her on the forehead. She nodded and snuggled into his chest. He found himself softly singing the song in her ear and he could tell by her deep even breathing that she was asleep.
Three ghosts in the Lighthouse…
A/N: You like? It's just a little oneshot that popped into my head when I was listening to this song. The song is Lighthouse, but The Hush Sound. I made this fic to seem like ginny wrote the song herself. Please R&R!
Sincerely,
Motherlyclucker