Mind of It's Own
Mind of It's Own
A/N: This is a parody. Not of any particular fiction but of songfics in general. If you’ve written one and take offense, oh well. I just find it funny when you read one that’s all song and barely story, so I figured that we need to see what our characters think of them. And frankly they’d probably find it as annoying as me. J
Well flame away!
Harry stood by the phone debating whether it was a good idea to call him or not. Things had ended badly but he never stopped thinking about him and if he was honest with himself he hoped that he hadn’t stopped thinking of him as well.
Picking up the phone he dialed the number he knew by hard. Better then he knew his own. On the second ring he answered. Taking a deep breathe he started the speech he’d prepared.
There's something that I can't quite explain
I'm so in love with you
You'll never take that away
And if I've said it a hundred times before
Expect a thousand more
You'll never take that away
Harry paused. “Uh, can you turn down your music?” He was having trouble concentrating with the music blasting through the phone.
“That’s not me. And why are you calling me?”
Well expect me to be
Calling you to see
If you're OK when I'm not around
“Yes, I’m more then okay.”
Asking "if you love me"
“Harry, I don’t think I want to talk about this. It’s over.”
I love the way you make it sound
“Are you alright? And will you turn off that music.”
Calling you to see
Do I try too hard to make you smile?
To make us smile
“I don’t even have a stereo. It has to be you and it’s really distracting.”
I will keep calling you to see
If you're sleeping, are you dreaming If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me
“How can I be sleeping if you are on the phone with me?” Draco let out and exasperated sigh. “This is sweet, Harry. Really it is but it’s not going to work.”
I can't believe you actually picked me
“What do you mean I picked you? I dumped you. There’s a difference.”
“That’s not me, Draco. Where the fuck is it coming from?”
I thought that the world had lost it's sway
It's so hard sometimes
Then I fell in love with you
“In a weird way that would be really sweet if it wasn’t so bloody annoying. Can you cut it out?”
“I was serious Draco. That’s not me. I don’t know where it’s coming from.”
Then came you
And you took that away
It's not so difficult
The world is not so difficult
You take away the old
Show me the new
“Who is that? Who ever you are will you please cut it out!”
“Harry, you’ve flipped you lid. I’m hanging up!”
And I feel like I can fly when I stand next to you
So while I'm on this phone
A hundred miles from home
I'll take the words you gave me and send them back to you
“Urgh! Fine hang up. I’ll just come and talk to you in person. This is fucking weird.”
Harry hung up the phone and grabbed his keys. Leaving his apartment he walked the two blocks to where Draco lived.
Knocking on the door he waited for Draco to answer.
“Look, I just wanted to talk to you. To see where we went wrong.”
I only want to see
If you're OK when I'm not around
Asking "if you love me"
“I see you brought the music with you.” Draco looked around to see if he could see the portable stereo the music came from.
“It’s really not me. I don’t know where it’s coming from.”
“Well, what do you want anyway?”
I love the way you make it sound
Calling you to see
Do I try too hard to make you smile?
To make us smile
“I’m not calling him anymore! Will you stop that?” Harry spun around looking for the person whose singing was interrupting his thoughts. “I appreciate the effort but it’s not helping me.”
“Who are you talking to?”
“Whoever is singing.”
“You know, if you had just used a few of the song lyrics to win me back it might have made me listen. But using the whole song is ridiculous. I don’t have time for this.” Draco turned and closed the door.
Harry could hear it locking on the other side. Growling in frustration he listened as the music continued.
I will keep calling you to see
If you're sleeping, are you dreaming
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me
I can't believe you actually picked me
“Thanks. Thanks a lot. I think you just ruined my only chance to fix this!” Harry ran a hand through his hair before storming off. He was at the door when he heard the soft response as the music ended.
“You’re welcomed.”