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Author: Irisri
Title: I swear. I’m happy for you.
Rating: G, maybe PG for mentions of alcohol
Summary: Draco’s getting married. But to who? Contains Lyrics
Word Count: 1,108 Including Lyrics, 836 Not Including
Pairing: Draco/Hermione, Draco/Pansy
Theme: My Choice - Happy
Themes Complete: 15/100
Disclaimer: The HP characters aren’t mine in anyway. The only thing I came up with was the plot. No money is being make from this, nor are any of my works containing malice for JKR or any HP characters.
A/N: That didn’t last long, but it doesn’t make Writer’s block heaven. I’m not going to garuantee which fic this will be, fluff or some sadness, or maybe some both. And, since I’m writing this right now, I don’t know who Draco will be marrying. Pansy, or Hermione? Guess before reading.
Filling up my empty days with red wine
Wonder what you think of me?
Lying in the grass alone and wasted
Nothing's how it used to be
I sit down on my grass. Perfectly cut, perfectly trimmed. I take a long swig from the bottle in my hand. Red wine and Firewhisky mixed in one. You drive me nuts. Whispering those ‘I love yous’ to me, pressing against me in empty classrooms during school.
And like a fool I believed you. So, a year ago, we got into a fight, broke up, and all that bullshit. Guess you couldn’t handle a real person, eh?
I wanna be the first to call and tell you
Yesterday I heard the news
I hear you oughtta be congratulated
So I guess that's what I'll do
‘So you’re getting married,’ I say into the floo, my head in you fireplace.
‘Get out of here,’ you snarl at me.
‘I realize I’m not welcome anymore, Draco,’ I reply. ‘I just wanted to say congatulations.’
‘Say them,’ you sneer.
‘Congratulations, Draco. Have a nice life.’ And with that, I turn out of the Floo and I’m back in my own house. I feel tears start choking me as I think of you and her and of the children you’ll make.
I'm so happy for you
I could cry
Yeah, I'm so elated
Cross my heart and hope to die
I don't think about you every night
Before I close my eyes
I'm so happy for you baby,
I could cry.
At night, Draco, I sit in my bed, my arms around my knees, my eyes and nose stinging, my breathing is difficult. I don’t blame it on you because I know that if I do, I’ll break. There’s nothing I can do anymore.
You invade my sleep, my house is surrounded by things that we used, that we knocked over.
But I am happy for you. I swear it. Just because I cry every time I think about it doesn’t mean that I’m not happy for you. She’ll treat you right. Be the perfect wife. I just hope she loves you as much as I do.
Listen to the sound of my head pounding
Wish that it was make-believe
Praying for the skies to open up and
Wash away your memory
It’s raining again. I run outside and scream, trying to be heard over the thunder. I take out my wand and point it at the sky and yell a spell and suddenly it rains harder. Lightning flashes and thunder claps louder and I see my neighbors run inside their houses. And I scream and cry, but I don’t notice the tears because they’re too mixed in with the rain, and the only way I know I actually am crying is because of the sobs that make me gasp as my knees crumble beneath me and I fall to the ground, sinking into the mud and grass. I hate you. I really hate you. But I’m happy for you. I swear it.
I can walk around with a pretty face on
Even when I'm black and blue
What's the point in telling everybody
I'm not over you.
My girl friends murmur hello to me, and I nod back. They don’t notice I’m practically a walking zombie, because I smile and laugh and listen to their gossip and occasionally give them some of my own.
One person looks at me oddly, though, Draco. Can you guess who it is? Of course you can. Because it’s you. You can see through what I’m doing, what I’m hiding.
But when you see me looking back at you, you sneer and turn away, hugging her to your hip, the same way you did me, so long ago. I bet if I walked up to you, I’d smell her all over you. No, scratch that. I can smell her from over here, watching you. It’s disgusting, her smell. But I’m happy for you. Truly, I am.
I'm so happy for you
I could cry
Yeah, I'm so elated
Cross my heart and hope to die
I don't think about you every night
Before I close my eyes
I'm so happy for you baby,
I could cry.
It’s funny. I got an invitation to your wedding, even though I’m your ex-girlfriend. But your Fiancee wants to rub it in my face. Maybe you do too. Or maybe you want to see if I’ll actually go or not. Maybe you think I won’t. And once I don’t, you’ll say I was scared, or not over you.
It’s appropriate, because I’m not. There’s nothing you can say or do that’s going to change that.
Cry about the love we used to have
Cry that I won't ever get you back
I watched you press your lips to hers into a tongue-dueling kiss. I watched you cut the ribbon that signifies your marriage. I watched you cut the cake with her, and feed each other the first bite. I watched you do that. And why am I here with my best friend, instead of being here with you? It’s because I didn’t take you back. That’s what I keep telling myself.
Filling up my empty days with red wine,
Wonder what you think of me?
I take a long sip of my drink, and plop it down on the table, hoping I get drunk enough to run over there to you and her and press a big snog on your lips. I motion to a house-elf for another glass and he comes scurrying over. I'm appalled that I don't get upset over his condition. You’ve ruined me, Draco. You’ve ruined me.
I’m so happy for you
I could cry
Yeah, I'm so elated
Cross my heart and hope to die
I'm so happy for you
So, so happy for you
I don't think about you every night
Before I close my eyes
I'm so happy for you baby,
I could cry.
I didn’t get drunk enough, I didn’t kiss you, I didn’t do anything. Except for what I did in fourth year when my friend got jealous because I had a date during the Yule Ball.
I sat on your steps, and took off my slippers. I feel the tears overflow when I look up at the sky and see a huge sparkling light stating you’ve just been married, and it says, “A Hopeful, Happy Marriage to the Malfoys.”
Then I look at a window and see it opened. You’re looking down at me, and I can’t move. You motion for me to brush my cheeks to get the tears away, before you press a small kiss to the window and turn away.
A/N 2: so… what did you think? And who the hell did Draco marry? This song triggered an idea, and I’m so thankful I just started singing this song earlier this evening. Whoa. I like how it ended. How it was. She’s sorta bitter though. Maybe it’s better than being heartbrokenly sad. Also, I have no claim over the lyrics, they're by Saving Jane - Happy
Title: I swear. I’m happy for you.
Rating: G, maybe PG for mentions of alcohol
Summary: Draco’s getting married. But to who? Contains Lyrics
Word Count: 1,108 Including Lyrics, 836 Not Including
Pairing: Draco/Hermione, Draco/Pansy
Theme: My Choice - Happy
Themes Complete: 15/100
Disclaimer: The HP characters aren’t mine in anyway. The only thing I came up with was the plot. No money is being make from this, nor are any of my works containing malice for JKR or any HP characters.
A/N: That didn’t last long, but it doesn’t make Writer’s block heaven. I’m not going to garuantee which fic this will be, fluff or some sadness, or maybe some both. And, since I’m writing this right now, I don’t know who Draco will be marrying. Pansy, or Hermione? Guess before reading.
Filling up my empty days with red wine
Wonder what you think of me?
Lying in the grass alone and wasted
Nothing's how it used to be
I sit down on my grass. Perfectly cut, perfectly trimmed. I take a long swig from the bottle in my hand. Red wine and Firewhisky mixed in one. You drive me nuts. Whispering those ‘I love yous’ to me, pressing against me in empty classrooms during school.
And like a fool I believed you. So, a year ago, we got into a fight, broke up, and all that bullshit. Guess you couldn’t handle a real person, eh?
I wanna be the first to call and tell you
Yesterday I heard the news
I hear you oughtta be congratulated
So I guess that's what I'll do
‘So you’re getting married,’ I say into the floo, my head in you fireplace.
‘Get out of here,’ you snarl at me.
‘I realize I’m not welcome anymore, Draco,’ I reply. ‘I just wanted to say congatulations.’
‘Say them,’ you sneer.
‘Congratulations, Draco. Have a nice life.’ And with that, I turn out of the Floo and I’m back in my own house. I feel tears start choking me as I think of you and her and of the children you’ll make.
I'm so happy for you
I could cry
Yeah, I'm so elated
Cross my heart and hope to die
I don't think about you every night
Before I close my eyes
I'm so happy for you baby,
I could cry.
At night, Draco, I sit in my bed, my arms around my knees, my eyes and nose stinging, my breathing is difficult. I don’t blame it on you because I know that if I do, I’ll break. There’s nothing I can do anymore.
You invade my sleep, my house is surrounded by things that we used, that we knocked over.
But I am happy for you. I swear it. Just because I cry every time I think about it doesn’t mean that I’m not happy for you. She’ll treat you right. Be the perfect wife. I just hope she loves you as much as I do.
Listen to the sound of my head pounding
Wish that it was make-believe
Praying for the skies to open up and
Wash away your memory
It’s raining again. I run outside and scream, trying to be heard over the thunder. I take out my wand and point it at the sky and yell a spell and suddenly it rains harder. Lightning flashes and thunder claps louder and I see my neighbors run inside their houses. And I scream and cry, but I don’t notice the tears because they’re too mixed in with the rain, and the only way I know I actually am crying is because of the sobs that make me gasp as my knees crumble beneath me and I fall to the ground, sinking into the mud and grass. I hate you. I really hate you. But I’m happy for you. I swear it.
I can walk around with a pretty face on
Even when I'm black and blue
What's the point in telling everybody
I'm not over you.
My girl friends murmur hello to me, and I nod back. They don’t notice I’m practically a walking zombie, because I smile and laugh and listen to their gossip and occasionally give them some of my own.
One person looks at me oddly, though, Draco. Can you guess who it is? Of course you can. Because it’s you. You can see through what I’m doing, what I’m hiding.
But when you see me looking back at you, you sneer and turn away, hugging her to your hip, the same way you did me, so long ago. I bet if I walked up to you, I’d smell her all over you. No, scratch that. I can smell her from over here, watching you. It’s disgusting, her smell. But I’m happy for you. Truly, I am.
I'm so happy for you
I could cry
Yeah, I'm so elated
Cross my heart and hope to die
I don't think about you every night
Before I close my eyes
I'm so happy for you baby,
I could cry.
It’s funny. I got an invitation to your wedding, even though I’m your ex-girlfriend. But your Fiancee wants to rub it in my face. Maybe you do too. Or maybe you want to see if I’ll actually go or not. Maybe you think I won’t. And once I don’t, you’ll say I was scared, or not over you.
It’s appropriate, because I’m not. There’s nothing you can say or do that’s going to change that.
Cry about the love we used to have
Cry that I won't ever get you back
I watched you press your lips to hers into a tongue-dueling kiss. I watched you cut the ribbon that signifies your marriage. I watched you cut the cake with her, and feed each other the first bite. I watched you do that. And why am I here with my best friend, instead of being here with you? It’s because I didn’t take you back. That’s what I keep telling myself.
Filling up my empty days with red wine,
Wonder what you think of me?
I take a long sip of my drink, and plop it down on the table, hoping I get drunk enough to run over there to you and her and press a big snog on your lips. I motion to a house-elf for another glass and he comes scurrying over. I'm appalled that I don't get upset over his condition. You’ve ruined me, Draco. You’ve ruined me.
I’m so happy for you
I could cry
Yeah, I'm so elated
Cross my heart and hope to die
I'm so happy for you
So, so happy for you
I don't think about you every night
Before I close my eyes
I'm so happy for you baby,
I could cry.
I didn’t get drunk enough, I didn’t kiss you, I didn’t do anything. Except for what I did in fourth year when my friend got jealous because I had a date during the Yule Ball.
I sat on your steps, and took off my slippers. I feel the tears overflow when I look up at the sky and see a huge sparkling light stating you’ve just been married, and it says, “A Hopeful, Happy Marriage to the Malfoys.”
Then I look at a window and see it opened. You’re looking down at me, and I can’t move. You motion for me to brush my cheeks to get the tears away, before you press a small kiss to the window and turn away.
A/N 2: so… what did you think? And who the hell did Draco marry? This song triggered an idea, and I’m so thankful I just started singing this song earlier this evening. Whoa. I like how it ended. How it was. She’s sorta bitter though. Maybe it’s better than being heartbrokenly sad. Also, I have no claim over the lyrics, they're by Saving Jane - Happy