Teardrops on my Guitar

Hogwarts was a buzz with the news of Harry Potter’s new band. There were already rumors of a London tour even though the band barely managed to beat out the rest of the bands for the gig at graduation. The only one who didn’t seem the least bit interested was one Draco Malfoy.

Ever since they fought side by side to defeat Voldemort, Harry and Draco insperable that is until Draco’s mother introduced him to Camilla Vida. Camilla and Draco clicked almost immediately. Since they met, Draco didn’t seem to have time for anyone else. He quit Quidditch so that he didn’t have weekend practices and he could use those to go home and see Camilla. He spent all his time in his room talking to her on the phone her mother bought him.

Harry was thoroughly abandoned. When he wasn’t following Draco around like a beaten pup, he was in his room playing his guitar. Some said if you listened closely you hear small sobs over the roar of music.

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The day of Graduation had seemed to rush past and soon every one was squeezing up to the stage eagerly awaiting the appearance of Harry. Camilla hadn’t shone up to graduation at the immence dislike of Draco. He sat in the quarter with Hermione and watched the crowd.

“What’s going on anyway?” Draco asked not understanding the sudden surge of energy at the announcement that the band would be on shortly. Hermione looked back him in disbelief.

“Have you really been that oblivious, Drake?” She shook her head and headed towards the side stage entrance. Draco scowled at the nickname. Harry gave it to him one night at a muggle bar so he wouldn’t stand out even more than he already did. Camilla hated it and so in turn he hated it. Though at times he missed it, but that was only when… He shook his head to clear it. No, he shouldn’t think about Harry.

He looked around at the people. Another announcement. Draco still didn’t get the hype who had this cheap excuse for a school gotten that would generate this much excitement? Slowly the band assembled, 3 people Draco had never seen dressed in muggle clothes tuning their instruments. And then he saw why people were screaming.

Harry Potter.

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“I can’t believe him! Your band has been the talk of the school for weeks! YOU”VE been the talk of the school!” Hermione screeched as she pushed through the curtains to where Harry was sitting tuning his guitar. Ron sighed and focused on wiring the speakers.

“Hermione, people talking about me is not exactly new. Really, how is walking through the halls and hearing my name something that be noticed? ” Harry growled. He put the final touchs on his guitar and walked to the stage stairs. His dropped and he looked back at Hermione.

“Why should he notice now?” And with that he took his place on stage.

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“ Hey everyone! I’m Harry Potter and we are Old English.” The crowd erupted in cheers. The band picked up Harry’s up sound and Harry’s voice cut through the music beautifully.

We've got nothing more from selling our clothes to the corner store
And our bags are locked so we can leave tonight for the war
Oh, I've got a nervous tick
And seeing them go got me feeling sick
Well it's do or die, no taking sides anymore

And we're not the least afraid of the coming storm
Cause we've got the sound and sunshine to keep us warm

So give up, give up, give up what you're after
The day is gone and you've wasted all your time
(Give up, give up, give up)
But we've got to keep moving farther down the road that you left behind
(Oh and I'm so far behind)

We've got nothing more from selling our clothes to the corner store
And our bags are locked so we can leave tonight for the war

We're not the least afraid of the coming storm
Cause we've got the sound and sunshine to keep us warm

So give up, give up, give up what you're after
The day is gone and you've wasted all your time
(Give up, give up, give up)
But we've got to keep moving farther down the road that you left behind
Give up, give up, give up what you're after
The day is gone and you've wasted all your time
(Give up, give up, give up)
But we've got to keep moving and I'll be proud to call you a friend of mine

All this time I've been trying to find a way
To close this chapter but nothing ever stays away
It all keeps building, the things that I would say to you

So give up, give up, give up what you're after
The day is gone and you've wasted all your time
(Give up, give up, give up)
But we've got to keep moving farther down the road that you left behind
Give up, give up, give up what you're after
The day is gone and you've wasted all your time
(Give up, give up, give up)
But we've got to keep moving and I'll be proud to call you a friend of mine

Give up, give up, give up
And I'll be proud to call you a friend of mine
Give up, give up, give up
And I'll be proud to call you a friend of mine

The band played 4 more songs and announced that after this last song they would be done for the evening. Harry pulled a stool up the mic and smiled out at the crowd.

“This last song is my favorite and it’s my first time singing it to anyone. I think it’s pretty obvious who I wrote for. I just hope he notices.” Harry said smiling sadly. Draco still sat in the back looking at the stage a confused look on his face. A slow sad melody starts and Harry sings softly.

Drake looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll be she's beautiful, that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without

Draco pushed his way through the swaying mass of people to the front of the stage. Harry looked down at him smiling, tears in his eyes.

Drake talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny
That I can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar

Harry’s roommates almost cried knowing all too well how many tears his guitar had seen.

The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

Drake walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause

Harry hits a note that would have been hard for a girl and Draco just keeps looking. His gray eyes whorshipping Harry as if to say I’m noticing you now.

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into..

Half the room was in tears, the other half watching Draco intently waiting for a reaction. Harry just sat there looking at Draco smiling sweetly. Draco’s mouth hung open tears sparkling in the dull light of the room.

Drake looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.

Fin.