Okay guys! I am soooo sorry that I have not been posting! I had to do this 15 day challenge story about another book and I kinda let it soak up my time! But I am back now! Just because I feel bad, here's an awesome songfic chapter!
Your call- Secondhand Serenade!
Waiting for your,
Call I'm sick, Call I'm angry,
Call I'm desperate for your voice,
I was home over the summer, waiting for his owl to come. He told me he would send one everyday, and so far I'd gotten... two? Maybe three? Was I sick of it, was I angry? Nope. I was mostly desperate. I was desperate to see his messy handwriting telling me that everything was fine, and that he couldn't wait to see me.
Listening,
To the songs we used to sing,
In the car, do you remember?
Butterfly, early summer.
It's playing on repeat,
Just like when we would meet
I started listening to all of those songs that we talked about. That was the one thing we really had in common; music. We used to meet up in the Room of Requirement and listen to songs on our ipods. We used to change it up at bit according to what was going on. If we had an exam coming up, we would play soft instrumentals. If we were sad, we would play a sad song. When the butterflies started coming out, though, around the end of spring, I knew we would have to end it for a few months, soon. The last song we ever played is always on repeat on my ipod at home.
'Cause I was born,
To tell you I love you,
And I am torn,
To do what i have to,
To make you mine,
Stay with me tonight.
He finally wrote me back. He said that he didn't get to write because he had told his parents how he felt about me, and that we were dating. They hadn't taken it well, and told him he couldn't contact me anymore. He had to send me my letter by using a different owl, too. In the letter, one phrase caught my eye, And I told my parents I loved you. We had never said "I love you" in person, not even over letters. I was kind of torn at the moment, you know? I knew that my parents would probably hate me for telling him this, but in my letter, I had four simple words written on it, "I love you back."
Stripped and polished,
I am new,
I am fresh,
I am feeling so ambitious
Afer his letter I felt like a new person. I came out and told my entire family about Scorpius and I over dinner one night. And I don't mean my whole family as in my mom, dad, and brother. I mean my whole family as in my grandparents, aunts, uncles, and army of ginger cousins. I was feeling like I was stripped of my old self, and made into a new, fresh, and ambitious.
You and me,
Flesh to flesh,
'Cause every breath that you will take when you are sitting next to me,
Will breathe life into my deepest hopes,
What's your fantasy?
That night I had a dream. Scorpius and I were in a big city, in a crowd with a whole bunch of people, waiting for something to happen. Scorpius took my hand and we just stood there, flesh on flesh, waiting for something to happen. Every breath that he took when we were next to each other made me feel like we weren't just another cute couple in school; we were something that would last. Then my fantasy dream ended. I never got to figure out what we were waiting for, but it was the best dream I've ever had.
'Cause I was born,
To tell you I love you,
And I am torn,
To do what I have to,
To make you mine,
Stay with me tonight.
I wish my dream had come true. It was the middle of the summer and I couldn't wait for school to start so i could see him again. I'm just worried that if I spend all of my time with him, then maybe I won't get to study as much. My grades mean everything to me, they're important. Not as important as my loving boyfriend, but still, important. I wish that he could visit, stay with me for just one night...
And I'm tired of being all alone,
And this solitary moment makes me want to go back home.
I'm tired of being here, stuck in my room with nothing to do. Every waking second that I don't get to see him makes me want to go back to my home. Not the home I'm in now for the summer, but my second home. Hogwarts. I live there for seven years, six of which I've already completed. That's ten months every year I'm there, and two that I'm home with Hugo and my mom and dad. I'm finally seventeen, free to go anywhere and do anything I want now, and I'm stuck here in my house instead of with my boyfriend of over three years.
And I'm tired of being all alone,
And this solitary moment makes me want to go back home,
The calendar reads August 1st, making it one month until I board the Hogwarts express. One month until I see his flawless face. If I keep thinking about him I'll go nuts. My heart can't take being apart from him for so long. I miss him and I miss being with him in both of our second homes.
And I'm tired of being all alone,
And this solitary moment makes me want to go back home,
I had that dream again, but this time it was just me in the crowd of people. It was kind of depressing actually, being all alone like that. I felt hopeless, helpless even. It's now about fifteen days until I go home to him. I really cannot wait.
And I'm tired of being all alone,
And this solitary moment makes me want to go back home,
Tomorrow. I get to see him tomorrow. BLOODY TOMORROW! I'm so excited, I've already picked out my outfit. This year, I'm not going to dress in my robes early. No, I'm going to actually wear a skirt. My boyfriend might actually stare at me until the point where my dad smacks him. This is going to be so exciting. I've gotta start packing, though, for I'm going home tomorrow.
'Cause I was born,
To tell you I love you,
And I am torn,
To do what I have to,
And I was born,
To tell you I love you,
And I am torn,
To do what I have to,
To make you mine,
Stay with me tonight.
I'm at the train station. After I pass through the barrier, I can see him and his parents by the train. He's waiting for me, I think. I get closer and so does he. Pretty soon I'm running, and he is too. He catches me in a hug and we sit there for a few moments just enjoying each others company.
"I missed you so much." He tells me, his words muffled by my hair.
"I missed you too, so much." I say back.
"I have something for you." He says, pulling out of the hug. Then, in front of wizard god and everyone, he pulls a box out of his pocket and puts a small golden ring on my finger.
I gasp. "Is this a..." I can't finish, so he does for me.
"A promise ring." He whispers in my ear. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. When we break apart everyone's' looking at us.
"Yes." I tell him, and the room bursts into applause and cheers. I look over at my parents and see my mom in tears and my dad smiling. Roxy, Lily, and Dom are running towards me, ready for hugs. James looks like he got shot, and Fred's trying to snap him out of it. Victoire doesn't look surprised at all, and Teddy's completely shocked. Hugo's laughing at me, and when I look at Al, wait, where was Al?
"CONGRATS YOU GUYS!" A voice booms from behind us. There he was. He had both arms around us; one arm around me and one around Scorpius.
The next generation Golden Trio was going to Hogwarts for the last time...
I hope you guys liked it as much as I liked writing it. Lots of fluffiness to me...
I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER OR THE NEXT GENERATION. I PROMISE!
~Becca