Dying Slowly Without You

Title: Dying Slowly Without You
By: Pinky

Disclaimer: All of Harry Potter charaters and ideas belong to the great J.K. Rowling. May her next book be published soon. If I did own such characters I would not be spending my time placing my Harry and Draco legos in naughty positions. hehehehehehe…

AN: I wrote this fic in about half an hour a couple of days ago. Then it was sent right to my beta, Esper ,who I love oh so much, who helped my edit it and such. So I owe her a box of cookies or something. Haha. This a song fic based off of Dying Slowly by Northstar. It’s a good angsty song. Anyway enjoy and please review. Cheers, Pinky.

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I sit alone under the tree thinking of you. Where are you now? How long has it been since I last saw you? I know that we have to keep this a secret, especially during these troubled times of war. I still remember the day you told me you loved me…

With that memory, I pull my necklace out from its hiding place, nestled against my bare chest under my buttoned shirt, and trace my fingers around the ring you gave me. I just want to be in your arms again, and soon. I just want to know that I am safe, and that everything will be all right.

I feel like I\'m drowning myself in you
and I want to breathe until my lungs fail
so I sit underneath the heavens
staring at the scar on my face

when you\'re not around
I think its sad to say that I miss you
and that I miss you

I close my eyes thinking of you, and how I would give it all up just to see you. I’d risk everything that we have worked so hard to gain. You would call me stupid and selfish for thinking like this... but that thought fades and another one quickly forms in my mind. I smile slightly, thinking of how cute you look when you’re angry. I open my eyes again, sighing and running a hand through my raven hair.

and I\'ve traded myself in for you (in for dying slowly)
and I\'ve traded myself in for you (one more, watch it be okay)

I know that things will be better after the war; that’s what I keep telling myself anyway, in hopes of making it through this alive. Once the dark one falls there will be no pretending anymore, no more hiding how things truly are, to protect the feelings of others. In some ways I feel I have failed myself, by letting things come to this. But it hurts too much to hide anymore. Our love is too strong.

the fall will tell
of another year that I failed myself again
to a king of hearts
lets take a ride, tear in through the dark
next to fireflies and over sleeping eyes
to a place that doesn\'t want a part me, part of you
part of you

I open my eyes and there you are standing in front of me, just watching me. I blink to make sure you don’t disappear once my eyes are closed. I reopen them, and see that you are still there. Jumping to my feet, I run towards you, launching myself at you, gathering you into my arms, hugging you so tight I worry about your small frame. I pull back and look at you, then crush my lips against yours. I see how low it was for me to think you would never come back, but you always do. No matter what happens. It was just me being insecure.

I think its sad to say
That I miss you
and that I miss you
and I\'ve traded myself in for you (in for dying slowly)

You smile at me and smirk as you say, “what miss me that much already?” You cock a blond eyebrow in question.

I just smile and lace your fingers with mine. Deep down, I knew you would come back to me.

He just smiles. “I never break a promise.” He removed a necklace with ring on it from under his shirt. Placing his forehead against mine, he rubs the silver and gold bands together. “And anyways, I always told you it would be okay.” He pulls me into a deep kiss.


and I\'ve traded myself in for you (one more, watch it be okay)

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And they lived happily ever after and such. Don’t forget to R and R.