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Disclaimer: Characters do not belong me... neither does the song... Last Christmas//Text// = Lyrics I arrived at the burrow on time for the yearly Christmas party to begin. Every Weasley in existence be it by blood, marriage or in mind came to celebrate the holiday. Molly had outdone herself with the decorations again as she did the previous years already. I always loved to come back here, for the house held so many pleasant memories. Suddenly I hear your laughter and I cannot stop the memories of last year from returning to my mind. //Last Christmas A few more steps and I can see you sitting on the couch surrounded by people, I am sure you are entertaining by telling a fantastic story from your work. I stay away and speak with the people standing around, not wanting to be reminded further of what happened than necessary. But my heart is weak and I can't help myself, but to look at you every now and then. You did not change much. There is still the bright smile and your contagious laughter, which attracted me most. I wonder whether you still think of me sometimes. Would you even know who I am? Or would you only remember me as your younger brother's best friend? But you don't even look at me. //Once bitten and twice shy I remember it like it was yesterday. I sat in my room and wrapped the little chain I had gotten you and added a little note which had taken me hours to compose only to decide to use three little words, words coming directly from my heart. Now I know how foolish I had been to think that you would be interested in me. But knowing me I am sure that I would fall for you again, would you kiss me now. How can somebody resist your charm? //I wrapped it up and sent it How could I have been foolish enough to give you my heart? How foolish does somebody have to be to give his heart away and let cruel games be played with it? To let it be torn into little pieces? //Last Christmas We are sitting at a long table that reaches from the kitchen to the living room in order to allow everybody to sit at one table. It's pretty crowded and I use the people sitting between us to hide from you. I am hiding from your face with the charming eyes that hide such a cold soul behind them. I thought I could trust you that I could count on your help to deal with everything that had happened, but all I was to you was a shoulder to cry on over the loss of family members and friends to the war that had ended a few months prior. //A crowded room I am brought out of my thoughts by a hand taking hold of mine. I turn around to look into the eyes of my lover, which show me the warmest soul I have ever seen and a fire in the heart only comparable to the fire in a volcano. With him I am able to feel safe, to put all the shards of my heart together again and let it heal. With him at my side you will never be able to fool me again for he showed me what real love is. //A face on a lover with a fire in his heart Looking at you I know that I will never be able to forgive you for tearing the heart of my precious Harry apart, for the way you played with him. He is all a man could ever hope for and you through it all away. How could somebody do that when there is so much fire in his soul and love in his heart to be given? //A face on a lover with a fire in his heart The End |