The week seemed to pass all too slowly to Harry. His thoughts were not focused at work and was told by Headmistress McGonagall to go home. At home he sulked around the house trying to take his mind off Draco but nothing worked. His chest ached with the longing for Draco. When Friday night rolled around he felt exhausted from doing nothing, he felt drained of his emotions. Saturday seemed to come five minutes later and at about nine o'clock Hermione and Ron were on his doorstep.
"You need to get out of the house," Hermione smiled.
"Where are we going?" Harry asked as he was dragged to the street then apparated. He found himself at a familiar place, the Great Hall, but all the tables and chairs were gone and the stage itself had a curtain backdrop and was empty except for a microphone and a set of chair behind it, which Harry found odd.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"You don't know?" Ron asked. Harry shook his head and Ron continued. "Hogwarts are having a karaoke contest, just a bit of fun,"
"Alright, but what's with the microphone, we could just use magic to amplify the voices," Harry said.
"Yes, but then where would the fun be in that?" Hermione smiled. An hour later the hall was filled with students, teachers and parents.
"You should get up," Hermione smiled at Harry who shook his head. Student after student had their fun at singing, some just for fun, and some with talent.
"Go on Harry, have a go," Ron edged him on.
"No," he replied.
"Yeah go on," Hermione smiled. Harry ended up turning his back on both. Hermione walked off. A few minutes later Ron chuckled and Harry looked up to see Hermione on the stage.
"Excuse me," she said, only a few people quietened. "Excuse me!" she almost yelled, this got everybody's attention. "Thank you... We need some encouragement," she smiled. There was a pause before she spoke again. "We would like to invite a teacher to the stage," some chatter before she spoke "Professor Potter," she said with a chuckle in her voice. Heads turned in the direction of Harry. His eyes widened and his cheeks flushed.
"Go on," Ron said giving him a nudge in the ribs. Harry stumbled forward a bit before Hermione came down and pulled him on stage.
"What will you sing?" she asked. Harry though for a moment before one song came to mind, he'd heard Aunt Petunia play it a million times when he was living with them and new the words, it was a song that stuck.
"All out of love," he replied. Strangely enough the orchestra that sat behind him started playing and the tune was exactly how he remembered it.
I'm lying alone with my head on the phone
Thinking of you till it hurts
I know you're hurt too but what else can we do,
tormented and torn apart
I wish I could carry your smile in my heart
For times when my life seems so low
It would make me believe what tomorrow could bring
When today doesn't really know, doesn't really know I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you
I know you were right believing for so long
I'm all out of love, what am I without you?
I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong
And then Harry saw the one person he'd been waiting to see for a whole week. It was as if the whole room had parted and Draco stood in the middle watching. As he kept singing he never took his gaze from his lovers.
I want you to come back and carry me home
Away from these long lonely nights
I'm reaching for you, are you feeling it too
Does the feeling seem oh so right
And what would you say if I called on you now
And said that I can't hold on
There's no easy way, it gets harder each day
Please love me or I'll be gone, I'll be gone... I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you
I know you were right believing for so long
I'm all out of love, what am I without you?
I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong
Oh, what are you thinking of?
What are you thinking of?
I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you
I know you were right believing for so long
I'm all out of love, what am I without you?
I can't be too late
I know I was so wrong
I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you
I know you were right believing for so long
I'm all out of love, what am I without you?
I can't be too late to say I'm so wrong
I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you
I know you were right believing for so long
I'm all out of love, what am I without you?
I can't be too late
I know I was so wrong.
Before the music came to a standstill Harry was down and dragging Draco away. Out of the public eye Harry was quick to press his lips to Draco's. "I'm so sorry... Please forgive me, I realise that I did stupid things, I just want to make things right, please... I love you," Harry pleaded. "I love you too," Draco replied before taking them back home. The conversation could wait til morning, right now both had other things on their minds, like making love, which is exactly what they did... More than once.
So here is the epilogue... Hope you enjoy it... The version of the song I had in mind was the one done by John Barrowman (god bless us all for such a man :P)
