I'd Lie

So as always I changed the lyrics to fit Harry and comp.


I’d Lie.


Drake looks at me and I fake smile so he won’t see

The guitarist strums the final chord and Harry looks down at Draco waiting for a reaction. Silence comes over the room and everyone seems to be holding their breath. Draco opens his mouth to speak when a shrill voice slices through the room.

“Draco! There you are, love!” Everyone turns to see a beautiful girl pushing through to get to Draco. Ron and Blaise step in front of her but they are quickly pushed aside by the girl. She reaches Draco and throws her arms around him. Draco stiffens and his face falls.

“Hello, Camilla.” Draco says his eyes never leaving Harry. Hushed whispers erupted in the crowd as everyone watched the tragic scene unfold. Harry looks down at Draco his eyes brimming with tears. Draco breaks away from Camilla, who has started to realize something isn’t quite right.

“Harry…” Draco moves closer to the stage. But Harry just shakes his head. His face a mask of disbelief, he drops his mic and runs off stage. Draco drops his head into his hands.

“Fuck.”

“Draco Malfoy! Don’t use that kind of language! It’s not appropriate of a Malfoy.” Camilla says putting her hand on his shoulder. Slowly Draco lowers his hands and turns around to face his fiancée.

“I think I know what’s appropriate for a Malfoy, Camilla; and at this moment the word ‘Fuck’ is the most god damn appropriate word I can think of.” His voice is calm and cold, none of the strangled whisper left from when Harry was here. Camilla raises her perfectly plucked eyebrow.

“Excuse me?”

“You know what I said so let me just give you meaning of it. That boy up there? I love him.” Camilla was doing a very good impression of a fish as she searched for the right words.

“Um wait hmm. I don’t think I heard you right, love.” Camilla says laughing nervously. Her eyes are wide and her eyebrows are furrowed.

“Well let me take this real slow. I. Love. Him.” Draco breaks to laugh to himself. A grin spreads across his face. “ I love him. I LOVE him! I LOVE HIM! I, Draco Malfoy loves Harry bloody Potter.” And soon the whole room is laughing with him and Camilla storms out muttering under her breath about how you can never trust a Malfoy.
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Harry burst through the door to his private room. So many of the 7th year students were lost during the war that almost all of the boys their year had their own rooms. How could he be so stupid. So stupid. The tears are flowing freely now that no one was there to see them. How could he have thought that stupid song would change anything. It will always be Camilla.

The whole point was to let him know. Someone in his subconscious says.

“But that doesn’t mean I could hope for… Oh god.” A heart wrenching sobs wracks through Harry’s body. A couple of high chords of guitar interrupt his silence. Harry’s head whips up to see Draco standing in his doorway a guitar in hand.

“You’ll have to forgive me. I’m not very good at this.” Draco say smiling at Harry.

I don't think that potions seat
Has ever looked this good to me
Harry smiles despite himself as he listens to Draco.

He tells me about his night
I count the colors in his eyes

Won't ever fall in love
He swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong

Harry actually laughs recalling his thoughts when he said that.

And I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke, I fake a smile
But I know all his favorite songs

And I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Born on the Thirty First
His father's beautiful
He has his mother's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie

He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go off
Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long

Draco sings as he walks toward Harry, whose sitting up thoroughly engaged. Harry’s heart melts at the sight of Draco’s small smile and tender eyes.

He sees everything in black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine

I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Born on the thirty first.
His father's beautiful
He has his mother's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie

He stands there, then walks away
My God, if I could only say
I'm holding every breath for you

He'd never tell you, but he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything but my heart
First thought when I wake up is
My God, he's beautiful
So I put on my new mask and pray for a miracle

Yes I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Oh, and it kills me
His father's beautiful
He has his mother's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him
If you ask me if I love him

Draco leans forward and plants a small kiss on Harry’s lips.

I'd lie


~Fin~

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