Post by Dewey on Sept 13, 2004 21:02:16 GMT -5
This is my first posted song fic of all time. I hope everyone likes it; I must say, I enjoyed writing it.
A/N: It's not relavent now, but Albus didn't go bad, he just put love before duty. . . Ah, I was wondering when we'd get to this,
Disclaimer: Albus and Minerva don't belong to me, nor does the song. The credit all goes out to J. K. Rowling and Seether.
Thanks, Jem, for giving me someone to talk to. May your nose hairs never grow long! May your mascara never run! And may your apple juice never hit the ground running!
Now to the fic. . .
Broken
I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
‘Minerva,
I just wanted you to know before I left, as it may well be my demise, that I do and have always loved you more than anyone could ever know. That smile. . . the laugh you shared with only me. You were the only reason for staying so long as I did. All I ever wanted to do was hold you as you cried; to take all the sorrow and pain from your eyes.
I watched as you learned to love again after he broke your heart. He, that is who I go to battle. Tom is still raging, he wants you. Without you he is open; that is why I leave you now.
I still have that old photograph you gave me. It's served its purpose well, so I return it to you. . .
`Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
`Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
I've lived my life. . . Seen my share, loved another. I knew from the beginning that I wouldn't make it through this war. Don't cry for me, you knew it too. They all see me as living forever. Some see me as dieing a hero's death. You, yourself are the only one who saw past it all. You with your infinite wisdom and daring courage. You with your cunning strength and captivating beauty. You saw me, understood me for what I was.
Now I wait with baited breath till time to go. For I won't be gone long, just longer than I had hoped. . .
. . . A shift of emotion, a change in plan. . .
Without you, I'm nothing but a silver wisp of air, waiting for the closest being's next intake of my soul.
The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
He'll be gone soon. Harry will defeat him, I know. Many have died, and many more soon to follow. Release your long awaited breath, love, it's well-deserved. You've got a lifetime ahead of you; live every day as your last.
Your coming days will hold much. There's still lots to learn of this world. Voldemort's reign of power is colliding to an end. You will see. . . one day all will be benevolent. One day we’ll all be happy. One day we’ll be free from all but our identity. Our true selves.
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
I regret to inform you. . . I’m leaving now.
I will always love you; remember that. I will see you soon. Death can never change that. In worlds beyond, behind the veil, we’ll stay together, forever in thought, forever in life, forever. . . till death do us part.
Lest all hope is lost. . . turn to your heart.
Forevermore,
Albus.’
Looking back, he could’ve been more perceptive, but then again, broken men are easily corrupted. . . . .
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-Kathy
A/N: It's not relavent now, but Albus didn't go bad, he just put love before duty. . . Ah, I was wondering when we'd get to this,
Disclaimer: Albus and Minerva don't belong to me, nor does the song. The credit all goes out to J. K. Rowling and Seether.
Thanks, Jem, for giving me someone to talk to. May your nose hairs never grow long! May your mascara never run! And may your apple juice never hit the ground running!
Now to the fic. . .
Broken
I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
‘Minerva,
I just wanted you to know before I left, as it may well be my demise, that I do and have always loved you more than anyone could ever know. That smile. . . the laugh you shared with only me. You were the only reason for staying so long as I did. All I ever wanted to do was hold you as you cried; to take all the sorrow and pain from your eyes.
I watched as you learned to love again after he broke your heart. He, that is who I go to battle. Tom is still raging, he wants you. Without you he is open; that is why I leave you now.
I still have that old photograph you gave me. It's served its purpose well, so I return it to you. . .
`Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
`Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
I've lived my life. . . Seen my share, loved another. I knew from the beginning that I wouldn't make it through this war. Don't cry for me, you knew it too. They all see me as living forever. Some see me as dieing a hero's death. You, yourself are the only one who saw past it all. You with your infinite wisdom and daring courage. You with your cunning strength and captivating beauty. You saw me, understood me for what I was.
Now I wait with baited breath till time to go. For I won't be gone long, just longer than I had hoped. . .
. . . A shift of emotion, a change in plan. . .
Without you, I'm nothing but a silver wisp of air, waiting for the closest being's next intake of my soul.
The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
He'll be gone soon. Harry will defeat him, I know. Many have died, and many more soon to follow. Release your long awaited breath, love, it's well-deserved. You've got a lifetime ahead of you; live every day as your last.
Your coming days will hold much. There's still lots to learn of this world. Voldemort's reign of power is colliding to an end. You will see. . . one day all will be benevolent. One day we’ll all be happy. One day we’ll be free from all but our identity. Our true selves.
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
I regret to inform you. . . I’m leaving now.
I will always love you; remember that. I will see you soon. Death can never change that. In worlds beyond, behind the veil, we’ll stay together, forever in thought, forever in life, forever. . . till death do us part.
Lest all hope is lost. . . turn to your heart.
Forevermore,
Albus.’
Looking back, he could’ve been more perceptive, but then again, broken men are easily corrupted. . . . .
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-Kathy
