You left my heart as empty

I’m writing this as a response to a challenge, only problem is I forgot to save it (the challeng that is) and now it’s been taken down. I don’t remember who issued it but I decided to comply.

I think the challenge was to find a love song, write a songfic, then post the lyrics at the bottom. I’ve chosen a couple and this is my first try.

Song: Monday Morning Church
By Alan Jackson. (Yes, I know it’s country, but what can I tell you. I love country.)

"Sunday Morning Class"

Draco was having a pisser of a day, hell make it a pisser of a week. Ever since…

Work sucked, so he left. That was one of the benefits of being the boss, he apparated home, and went directly to find comfort in his liquor cabinet.

“Hermione…” he sighed softly. Her sent still lingered, even after a week. Her stuff sill around the house, for some reason he couldn’t bring himself to pack them.

“You left your two-way mirror on the dresser, so I put it in the drawer. 'Cause I can't seem to talk to Them without yelling anymore, last time Ginny tried to talk to me I flipped Almost broke it,” he spoke to the empty room.

“And your piano… I know you wanted it donated to a church. But when I sit at your piano, I can almost hear those tunes. The keys are already collecting dust, but I can't even bring myself to close the lid…” he sighed again, his week ritual was about to start. He knew this because the first sign had reared its ugly head, tears. Tears that he no longer bothered to hold back.


“You left my heart as empty as a Sunday morning class. It used to be so full of love and now it only hurts. The Dark Mark is back, I don’t know how… Maybe I do… I don’t know. And I can hear the Dark Lord whisper, like he’s in my head, he keeps calling me back and without you I’m not strong enough to fight his callings. He keeps telling me things like, "Things are only getting worse."
“Like I can’t see that for myself. And you left my heart so empty,” another deep sigh.

“Oh, and you will like to hear this one, Potter and the Weasel came by Sunday. I tried to ignore them but it didn’t work, it must have slipped my mind that you set the wards to allow them entrance.

Said they missed me, since I chose to skip lunch at the Weasley’s. They told me, with much strain, that they all love me. So I’m guessing Molly made them come, but still I'm not sure I deserve it. Because the man that you loved is nowhere to be found… Since they took all that he held dear, and laid it in the ground.

I still believe in Heaven, and I'm sure you've made it there… But as for me without your love, girl, I don't have a prayer.

You also left your wand on the dresser, so I put it in the drawer…” And as he had done for the past week, he ended his little ritual sobbing like a child, with an empty bottle of firewhiskey slipping of his hand and landing softly on the neatly trimed grass that covered her final resting place.

The END.

*ducks behind the couch* sorry guys but I love this song.
A/N: I made a boo-boo. I fell asleep with my laptop on the bed with me and it fell off, the screen shattered into a spider web. But anyway it’s been taken to a comp hospital and I’m using a loner so I don’t have my files with me but as soon as I get it back I’ll update my other fics. Much love y’all.

And here are the actual lyrics.
"Monday Morning Church"

You left your Bible on the dresser
So I put it in the drawer
'Cause I can't seem to talk to God without yelling anymore
And when I sit at your piano
I can almost hear those hymns
The keys are just collecting dust
But I can't close the lid

You left my heart as empty
As a Monday morning church
It used to be so full of faith and now it only hurts
And I can hear the devil whisper
"Things are only getting worse"
You left my heart as empty
As a Monday morning church

The preacher came by Sunday
Said he missed me at the service
He told me Jesus loves me
But I'm not sure I deserve it
'Cause the faithful man that you loved
Is nowhere to be found
Since they took all that he believed
And laid it in the ground

[Repeat chorus]

I still believe in Heaven
And I'm sure you've made it there
But as for me without your love, girl
I don't have a prayer

[Repeat chorus]

You left your Bible on the dresser
So I put it in the drawer