The End

Author's Note: MUSIC FOR SECOND CHAPTER'S LINK
---> http://vobbo.com/video/upload/5628/1168467933.mp3

copy and paste and stuff to listen to while reading this chapter. And yes, I plan on having a song for every chapter. ^__^ YAY MUSIC!!

----Chapter 2: Boulevard Of Broken Dreams----


Draco Malfoy was the Lord of the Malfoy family, his father having passed away during the war. Therefore, Draco was now titled Lord Malfoy, heir of the massive Malfoy fortunes, and owner of a giant company designed to take over other companies. Money rolled in by the billions; Draco could technically have an island made out of solid gold. Not a day passed since his father’s death in his seventh year at Hogwarts that he didn’t have business forms, files, and information swimming relentlessly around his head.


So, with no romantic thoughts in his head at all—not that it could fit— Draco graciously glanced at the front page of the Daily Prophet one morning, expecting the usual news about disasters at the poorly managed Ministry of Magic and pictures of a lop-hatted Cornelius Fudge trying to smile encouragingly, but failing miserably; but instead, as he snapped his head back so fast it cracked, he was greeted with a dazzling picture of his past school arch rival.


Picking up the Daily Prophet as he sipped his daily morning coffee lightly, his piercing gray eyes scanned the article.


CONCERT DUBBED A RAGING SUCCESS

This band calls themselves The End, and this concert being their third, and best concert so far, came to an end in joyous terms. Ever since their debut half a year ago, their popularity has risen so fast, it’s unbelievable! Harry Potter, Savior-of-the-Wizarding-World and The-Boy-Who-Lived, sung “so beautifully that I couldn’t help but shed a tear,” stated Ron Weasley, the once—and still—best friend of our little hero. Continued on page A15.


Draco stared at the picture of Harry. His breath caught in his throat when the Harry in the picture looked out and winked cheekily at Draco, his eyes flashing brightly. Even in the picture, Draco could tell he beheld a very extraordinary gift. A gift of looks and song and... practically everything.


Two years of an absence of Harry Potter from his life made the ex-Slytherin yearn to feel the heated gazed from his opponent, the fury of words always being exchanged, and the raw excitement of a good brawl between them.


Without really meaning to, Draco tuned his radio that was playing Celestina Warbeak’s newest hits to the station the newspaper mentioned on page A15 that usually played The End’s songs. Just as he got it in tune, the station came back from commercials.


“AAAANNNDDDDD we’re back to the biggest hits of the decade, currently taken over by the sensation that is The End. Ah, we have just received an owl.” There was a pause as rustling paper and soft hooting could be heard.


“Dear Mr. 106.1’s Announcer Guy. Hahah, I have a name you know: Will Falton. Anyways.


My friend is such a giant workaholic! She works night and day without any vacations! I don’t care if she’s the CEO of some stupid big company, but I don’t think it’s healthy at all. So, please play Boulevard of Broken Dreams(2) by The End—Oh how I love that band! —in order for my dear friend to see how her world is right now, and to motivate her to change. Please fulfill my request for this dedication. Sincerely, Jessica Walling.


Well, Jessica Walling, working that much sure isn’t a good sign. Let’s hope this song shines some light into her all-business world. Here’s Boulevard of Broken Dreams. Enjoy.” With that, a beat started and then...

Author's Quick-Note: A good idea to listen to the song (if you've already started listening to it) from the beginning and go along with the lyrics. You don't have to if you don't want to, obviously, but I thought it might be better to do it like that. Cuz I think the lyrics portray Draco's current situation mightly finely.


I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah

I walk alone
I walk a...

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone...

Harry Potter’s voice filled every crevice of Draco’s home. His words ringed in Draco’s head and heart even minutes after the song had ended and Draco had quickly turned off the radio to stew in his newly found arch rival’s lyrics. Something inside of him twinged. It hurt. It really hurt.


Draco quickly put on his suit jacket and Apparated to work. He needed to think some things over. Things that had just wiggled their way into his mind. Things that would change his life forever.


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TBC!!!

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(2) Boulevard Of Broken Dreams by Green Day. Same drill: Don't like it, too bad.

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