Perfect
Perfect
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Authors Note-
This was just a quick plot bunny that chased me home from work. I hope you
enjoy.
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12pm
“You owe me a life debt Lucius,”
snarled Snape, “I’m calling it in.”
“What do you want Severus?” the
blonde snarled in return.
“It requires that you come to
Hogwarts tonight,” said Snape. “Be here at exactly 7 pm.”
“Just make sure he’s out of the way,
Snape, or there will be trouble.”
Snape watched as the fire returned
to its normal orange before replying, “Sorry old friend, I can’t do that.”
~*~
6:45pm
“How are you doing Draco?” asked
Hermione for the fifth time.
“Granger, if you ask me that one
more time, I’ll have to hex you!” snarled Draco.
“Relax, Love, she’s just trying to
help,” soothed Harry wrapping his arms around his boyfriend.
“If she wanted to help, she’d go
out and sing instead of me!” whined Draco. “I’m not some bloody Gryffindor that
wears his heart on his sleeve. I can’t do this.”
“You can face down the dark wizard
of the day but you can’t sing a song in front of the school,” teased Ron.
“Shut it Weasel!” wailed Draco
stepping out of Harry’s embrace.
“Ron,” shrieked Hermione, “Stop
teasing him! You go on after his so you better be nice.”
Draco watched as Harry tuned his
guitar, “I don’t want to do this. Everyone knows too much already, why do I
have to do this?”
“Draco,” sighed Harry, “Dumbledore
is making everyone show their talent. You’re just really good at singing.”
“You’re on in two minutes, guys,”
warned Ginny.
~*~
7pm
“What’s this about, Snape?”
demanded Lucius. “What dribble are you wasting this on?”
“There are two conditions to
fulfill your debt to me,” said Snape reining in his temper. “First, you will
walk into that room and listen. Second, you will live with consequences of the
decision you have made.”
“What is this?” inquired Lucius.
“Do you agree to those terms?”
“Yes, yes,” snarked Lucius, “Let’s
just get this over with, Snape.”
Snape opened the door as a soft
voice, amplified by the sonorous, began to sing. Blue gray eyes snapped up to
find the source of the familiar voice. There, sitting on a small stool, was his
son. Baby fine blonde hair floated around his softer features nearly hiding the
face that his eyes were closed.
“
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according to plan?
And do you think I\'m wasting my time doing things I wanna
do?
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the hushed whispers of his classmates. He focused on the music and the emotions
barely repressed by the crumbling Malfoy mask.
I just want to make you proud
I\'m never gonna be good enough for you
I can\'t pretend that
I\'m alright
And you can\'t change me”
font-family:Verdana\'>He couldn’t stop it as the first tear slowly escaped or
the way his voice broke beneath the pressure of his life. Across the Great
Hall, one pale hand reached out and held Lucius Malfoy in place.
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font-family:Verdana\'>“See what you’ve reduce your own son to,” hissed Snape,
“He was the only one in his house with the brains to see Voldemort for what he
really was. He alone had the cunning and skill to bring Potter through the
final battle alive. You turned your back on him because of his choice of
Lovers. Tell me Lucius, who is the true Slytherin? A washed up aristocrat who
turned his back on his family to bow before a mad man or the son that helped
destroy the madman and save his family?”
”\'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I\'m sorry
I can\'t be perfect
Now it\'s just too late and
We can\'t go back
I\'m sorry
I can\'t be perfect”
font-family:Verdana\'>Draco opened his eyes to see the room for the first time.
When his eyes locked on the quicksilver eyes of his father, his voice faltered
and he stumbled over the first words. Pale fingers brushed tears away and he
pulled himself together, realizing that he finally had a chance to say goodbye.
”I try not to think
About the pain I feel inside
Did you know you used to be my hero?
All the days you spent with me
Now seem so far away
And it feels like you don\'t care anymore”
font-family:Verdana\'>The room seemed to dissolve around them as the skinny
blonde allowed months of pain to pour out with the music. As he enunciated each
word, allowing his emotions to add their punch, the student body realized who
was in the back of the room.
”And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I\'m never gonna be good enough for you
I can\'t stand another fight
And nothing\'s alright
\'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I\'m sorry
I can\'t be perfect
Now it\'s just too late and
We can\'t go back
I\'m sorry
I can\'t be perfect
Nothing\'s gonna change the things that you said
Nothing\'s gonna make this right again
Please don\'t turn your back
I can\'t believe it\'s hard
Just to talk to you
But you don\'t understand.”
font-family:Verdana\'>Lucius Malfoy watched his son pour his heart out. Each
word of the song was a separate dagger driven through a father’s heart. Beside
him, Severus Snape watched the fall of the unstoppable Lucius Malfoy. The
blonde man seemed to deflate with each verse, until all that held him up was
the impeccable Malfoy mask.
”\'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I\'m sorry
I can\'t be perfect
Now it\'s just too late and
We can\'t go back
I\'m sorry
I can\'t be perfect”
font-family:Verdana\'>Whispers spread through the Great Hall like wild fire.
Students and Professors alike were unsure of what was happening though everyone
realized the significance of the event. Only Dumbledore seemed unfazed by what
was going on, though the twinkle in his eye was nearly blinding to those who
looked.
”\'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I\'m sorry
I can\'t be perfect
Now it\'s just too late and
We can\'t go back
I\'m sorry
I can\'t be perfect.”
font-family:Verdana\'>Draco stood as soon as the song finished. Lucius, seeing
his son for the first time in three months, saw the weight-loss and dark
circles under his eyes. His eyes, once passionate and full of silvered flame,
seemed dull and gray. His body trembled with the strain of keeping himself in
check as he stepped to the edge of the stage and offered his father a formal
bow.
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font-family:Verdana\'>“I’m sorry,” he said, “Good Bye, Father.” Harry barely had
time to press his guitar into Ron’s waiting hand before chasing the fleeing
blond.
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font-family:Verdana\'>“This way, Lucius,” ordered Snape guiding the blonde man
by his elbow.
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font-family:Verdana\'>“What have I done, Severus?” murmured Lucius. “I thought I
had thoroughly destroyed my life following the Voldemort.”
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