Total Eclipse of The Heart
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
6,161
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Total Eclipse of The Heart
I don’t own the characters, only the
plot. TY to JK Rowling’s for
these wonderful peeps to “play with”.
Total
Eclipse of the Heart
(sung
by Bonnie Tyler---- long version)
Turn around
Every
now and then I get a little bit lonely and You’re never coming ‘round
SHE
Alone
Hiding
Turn around
Every
now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears.
Quiet!!!!!!!
Silent tears. Edging a
little further out. Watching the drama unfold.
Powerless, immobile, terrified.
Turn around
Every now and then I
get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by.
I can’t do this
I haven’t been prepared enough.
No. Need more time!
Terrified, powerless, watching, hiding.
“Crucio”
Turn around
Every
now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see the look in your
eyes.
The
man in black falls, writhing to the ground.
Unable to cry out, speak, voluntarily unable to move little more than
his eyes.
He
looks at me, begging pleading me, reassuring me.
The
time is now!
Turn around bright eyes
Every
now and then I fall apart
I fall back against the rock, struggling
to make myself one with it. The
voices, the monster’s and the Boy Who Lived.
God,
I can’t deal with this, I’m not prepared for this.
Closes her eyes.
Escape. Not real.
Go somewhere safe.
Block
them out, this is not REAL!!!
Turn
around bright eyes
Every
now and then I fall
Apart
Darkness
takes me away, to the past, a
safer time. Younger, naïve, many
ways still a child.
Turnaround
Every
now and then I get a little bit restless and I dream of something wild.
That night, cold night, snowy night.
We made our own heat. Deep
in the bowels of the castle, away from the revelry that was the Yule Ball.
I came to you then, unsure of myself, unsure of my power.
You reached up and freed the unruly hair that I had tried so
desperately to tame. You also freed the witch who was still trapped inside the
muggle girl. Enveloped me in your dark form.
Swept me up and swept me away. Your
face to mine, your body to mine, soul to soul. You taught me that night, that
magical night, what true power was. Showed
me how deep it ran. Showed me how
to control that power, that passion, and turn it to my favor, too.
Turn around
Every now and then I
get a little bit helpless and I’m lying like a child in your arms.
Exhausted and spent.
Entangled, honey brown hair melded with Black.
Yours, mine. Legs, torsos,
mixed up. Arms………… that
Gods-awful mark. Your raven eyes
are drawn to it, too. You pull
back, disentangle yourself from me.
“ You had better leave.
Now!”
Tears then, mine, mark the sheets.
Confusion.
Pride.
Head held high, I dress quickly, and
leave.
My feet won\'t move any further.
Turning around, facing the door.
Struggling with myself.
Wanting to throw myself at his feet and
beg.
I hear his words drift through the wood.
Spoken to an empty room, they halt my
hand on the knob.
“I won’t give him the satisfaction.
I will NOT have an Achilles’ Heal.”
I understand.
I am a burden, weak.
Anger swells inside me.
He’s casting me aside. I am too weak
to fight by his side. Then I will
make myself strong.
Straight to Harry and Albus I stalked.
“I am ready to begin my training”
Anger has made me brave.
If Voldemort is what will keep me from him, then that obstacle will be
eliminated.
Years of training.
Harry, Albus, even Severus himself.
Training me. Turning the
passions that were unleashed that night into fury, anger and ………power.
Controlling my power, unleashing my power.
His face a constant, smirking mask of
indifference. Never once allowing
down his guard.
Eight years of the Greasy Git.
Eight years.
Nights spent waiting for them to return.
Harry and Severus, beaten, exhausted.
Battling away, taking chinks out of the red eyed monsters thick skin.
Slowly wearing him down.
All the while, carefully keeping me
hidden. What consequence is a
mud-blood to the Lord of Darkness???
Turn around
Every now and then I
get a little bit angry and I know I’ve got to get out and cry.
Anger. Passion.
Power.
Control.
Voldemort
He has done this.
8 years spent longing, exhausting myself
to try and forget. Bruises,
curses, hexes, everything to try and forget…..
Pleasure, softness, security, and
unspoken promises.
He took those from me.
Turnaround
Every now and then I
get a little bit terrified but then I see the look in your eyes
Rising from the stone, I feel renewed by
the memories.
And I am Angry.
Turn around bright
eyes
Every now and then I
fall apart
He is watching the battle.
The Boy Wonder –vs- the Monster.
His body is still writhing on the floor, but he still senses me.
His eyes move back to mine.
Turn around bright
eyes
Every now and then I
fall apart
He realizes that my fear is gone.
He sees my resolve. The
mask slips from his face and is replaced by
Terror
And I need you now
tonight
And I need you more
than ever
And if you’ll only
hold me tight
We’ll be holding on
forever.
I silently implore him to believe.
In me.
In himself
In his training
And in my love for him.
And we’ll only be
making it right
Cause we’ll never
be wrong
Together we can take
it to the end of the line
Your love is like a
shadow on me all of the time
He has made me strong.
His love has built me up
Unspoken
Not acknowledged
Always there
I don’t know what
to do and I’m always in the dark
We’re living in a
powder keg and giving off sparks
The time is now, our time is now.
I step out from the stone.
Quietly
Harry is careful not to look my way, not
to give me away.
But he can sense my resolve and his
strength grows as well.
I really need you
tonight
Forever’s gonna
start tonight
I wait for the moment.
My love gives it to me.
He rally’s his strength to mumble a
weak curse.
Voldemort turns on him and laughs,
raises his wand to finish him off. “Avada……….”
“Accio Wand!!!”
13 ½ inches with a phoenix feather core
come flying into my hand.
The red eyes of a demon lock onto me.
First the recognition and then the
shock. The Lord of Darkness has
been disarmed by a “filthy little mud-blood”.
Confidence is etched in my eyes.
The smirk that I have spent
8
sp; sp;
long
years
memorizing
is on my face now.
“Forever’s gonna start TONIGHT!!”
In a flash, from my hand to Harry’s.
The brother’s reunited.
Once upon a time I
was falling in love
But now I’m only
falling apart.
There’s nothing I
can do
A total eclipse of
the heart
I look toward my soul, still crumpled on
the floor. The small curse, my
chance, has drained the last of his strength and his eyes are now closed.
This ends now.
My eyes meet Harry’s and three wands are raised.
Once upon a time
there was light in my life
But now there’s
only love in the dark
Nothing I can say
A toeclieclipse of
the heart.
HE
Gods, no.
She is out of control.
Cannot get a grip.
Stay back I implore you.
Willing her to stay concealed.
And she obeys.
The battle rages on without me.
Potter is weakening.
I sense her again and turn my eyes.
NO!!!!!!!
She steps away.
My mind struggles to keep her safe
My broken body disobeys
Her shoulders rise and her face is the
picture of composure and confidence.
Too confident.
Her eyes are darting, not with
nervousness.
Searching for an edge.
I can give her that much.
“ “Expellaramus”
The black demon laughs at me.
At least he will finish me off now, and I won’t have to see her
Die.
I close my eyes and slip away.
Not hearing or seeing.
8
long
years
alone.
Is too long……………………………..
sp; sp;
“Avada Kedavra”
SHE
Three arcs of power surround Voldemort.
Whirling and spinning. Fireworks,
explosions, sparks
Power
And in a burst of blinding green light
the demon lord is
Gone.
Turn around Bright
Eyes
TBC
nbspnbsp;
plot. TY to JK Rowling’s for
these wonderful peeps to “play with”.
Total
Eclipse of the Heart
(sung
by Bonnie Tyler---- long version)
Turn around
Every
now and then I get a little bit lonely and You’re never coming ‘round
SHE
Alone
Hiding
Turn around
Every
now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears.
Quiet!!!!!!!
Silent tears. Edging a
little further out. Watching the drama unfold.
Powerless, immobile, terrified.
Turn around
Every now and then I
get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by.
I can’t do this
I haven’t been prepared enough.
No. Need more time!
Terrified, powerless, watching, hiding.
“Crucio”
Turn around
Every
now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see the look in your
eyes.
The
man in black falls, writhing to the ground.
Unable to cry out, speak, voluntarily unable to move little more than
his eyes.
He
looks at me, begging pleading me, reassuring me.
The
time is now!
Turn around bright eyes
Every
now and then I fall apart
I fall back against the rock, struggling
to make myself one with it. The
voices, the monster’s and the Boy Who Lived.
God,
I can’t deal with this, I’m not prepared for this.
Closes her eyes.
Escape. Not real.
Go somewhere safe.
Block
them out, this is not REAL!!!
Turn
around bright eyes
Every
now and then I fall
Apart
Darkness
takes me away, to the past, a
safer time. Younger, naïve, many
ways still a child.
Turnaround
Every
now and then I get a little bit restless and I dream of something wild.
That night, cold night, snowy night.
We made our own heat. Deep
in the bowels of the castle, away from the revelry that was the Yule Ball.
I came to you then, unsure of myself, unsure of my power.
You reached up and freed the unruly hair that I had tried so
desperately to tame. You also freed the witch who was still trapped inside the
muggle girl. Enveloped me in your dark form.
Swept me up and swept me away. Your
face to mine, your body to mine, soul to soul. You taught me that night, that
magical night, what true power was. Showed
me how deep it ran. Showed me how
to control that power, that passion, and turn it to my favor, too.
Turn around
Every now and then I
get a little bit helpless and I’m lying like a child in your arms.
Exhausted and spent.
Entangled, honey brown hair melded with Black.
Yours, mine. Legs, torsos,
mixed up. Arms………… that
Gods-awful mark. Your raven eyes
are drawn to it, too. You pull
back, disentangle yourself from me.
“ You had better leave.
Now!”
Tears then, mine, mark the sheets.
Confusion.
Pride.
Head held high, I dress quickly, and
leave.
My feet won\'t move any further.
Turning around, facing the door.
Struggling with myself.
Wanting to throw myself at his feet and
beg.
I hear his words drift through the wood.
Spoken to an empty room, they halt my
hand on the knob.
“I won’t give him the satisfaction.
I will NOT have an Achilles’ Heal.”
I understand.
I am a burden, weak.
Anger swells inside me.
He’s casting me aside. I am too weak
to fight by his side. Then I will
make myself strong.
Straight to Harry and Albus I stalked.
“I am ready to begin my training”
Anger has made me brave.
If Voldemort is what will keep me from him, then that obstacle will be
eliminated.
Years of training.
Harry, Albus, even Severus himself.
Training me. Turning the
passions that were unleashed that night into fury, anger and ………power.
Controlling my power, unleashing my power.
His face a constant, smirking mask of
indifference. Never once allowing
down his guard.
Eight years of the Greasy Git.
Eight years.
Nights spent waiting for them to return.
Harry and Severus, beaten, exhausted.
Battling away, taking chinks out of the red eyed monsters thick skin.
Slowly wearing him down.
All the while, carefully keeping me
hidden. What consequence is a
mud-blood to the Lord of Darkness???
Turn around
Every now and then I
get a little bit angry and I know I’ve got to get out and cry.
Anger. Passion.
Power.
Control.
Voldemort
He has done this.
8 years spent longing, exhausting myself
to try and forget. Bruises,
curses, hexes, everything to try and forget…..
Pleasure, softness, security, and
unspoken promises.
He took those from me.
Turnaround
Every now and then I
get a little bit terrified but then I see the look in your eyes
Rising from the stone, I feel renewed by
the memories.
And I am Angry.
Turn around bright
eyes
Every now and then I
fall apart
He is watching the battle.
The Boy Wonder –vs- the Monster.
His body is still writhing on the floor, but he still senses me.
His eyes move back to mine.
Turn around bright
eyes
Every now and then I
fall apart
He realizes that my fear is gone.
He sees my resolve. The
mask slips from his face and is replaced by
Terror
And I need you now
tonight
And I need you more
than ever
And if you’ll only
hold me tight
We’ll be holding on
forever.
I silently implore him to believe.
In me.
In himself
In his training
And in my love for him.
And we’ll only be
making it right
Cause we’ll never
be wrong
Together we can take
it to the end of the line
Your love is like a
shadow on me all of the time
He has made me strong.
His love has built me up
Unspoken
Not acknowledged
Always there
I don’t know what
to do and I’m always in the dark
We’re living in a
powder keg and giving off sparks
The time is now, our time is now.
I step out from the stone.
Quietly
Harry is careful not to look my way, not
to give me away.
But he can sense my resolve and his
strength grows as well.
I really need you
tonight
Forever’s gonna
start tonight
I wait for the moment.
My love gives it to me.
He rally’s his strength to mumble a
weak curse.
Voldemort turns on him and laughs,
raises his wand to finish him off. “Avada……….”
“Accio Wand!!!”
13 ½ inches with a phoenix feather core
come flying into my hand.
The red eyes of a demon lock onto me.
First the recognition and then the
shock. The Lord of Darkness has
been disarmed by a “filthy little mud-blood”.
Confidence is etched in my eyes.
The smirk that I have spent
8
sp; sp;
long
years
memorizing
is on my face now.
“Forever’s gonna start TONIGHT!!”
In a flash, from my hand to Harry’s.
The brother’s reunited.
Once upon a time I
was falling in love
But now I’m only
falling apart.
There’s nothing I
can do
A total eclipse of
the heart
I look toward my soul, still crumpled on
the floor. The small curse, my
chance, has drained the last of his strength and his eyes are now closed.
This ends now.
My eyes meet Harry’s and three wands are raised.
Once upon a time
there was light in my life
But now there’s
only love in the dark
Nothing I can say
A toeclieclipse of
the heart.
HE
Gods, no.
She is out of control.
Cannot get a grip.
Stay back I implore you.
Willing her to stay concealed.
And she obeys.
The battle rages on without me.
Potter is weakening.
I sense her again and turn my eyes.
NO!!!!!!!
She steps away.
My mind struggles to keep her safe
My broken body disobeys
Her shoulders rise and her face is the
picture of composure and confidence.
Too confident.
Her eyes are darting, not with
nervousness.
Searching for an edge.
I can give her that much.
“ “Expellaramus”
The black demon laughs at me.
At least he will finish me off now, and I won’t have to see her
Die.
I close my eyes and slip away.
Not hearing or seeing.
8
long
years
alone.
Is too long……………………………..
sp; sp;
“Avada Kedavra”
SHE
Three arcs of power surround Voldemort.
Whirling and spinning. Fireworks,
explosions, sparks
Power
And in a burst of blinding green light
the demon lord is
Gone.
Turn around Bright
Eyes
TBC
nbspnbsp;