Post by mcgonagallrocks on Jul 9, 2006 18:19:29 GMT -5
What Hurts the Most?
This story too inspiration from both just the song and the music video that helped with the last part. Dumbledore is NOT dead I repeat NOT dead. I almost never wirte stories where he is dead or dying but I had to wite this.
Disclamer: I own nothing whatsoever. Making no money at all.
This is my first real songfic. Please don't flame.
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok
But that's not what gets me
It seemed all of Hogwarts was still crying a week after the latest battle with the forces of the Dark Lord. Then again the school most especially it’s now Headmistress Minerva McGonagall. The man she had loved since that first Transfigurations class was gone. That traitor Severus Snape was the reason he was gone.
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin' to do
“Minerva? Is you all right?” Xiomara Hooch looked to her long time friend and the now Headmistress. “I’m fine. Why?” Minerva replied.
“I’m crazy then. I just thought there was something different about you.”
“Of course there’s something different about her Mara the love of her life, despite the fact she denies it, is gone.” Poppy Pomfery joined in the conversation trying to get Mara to help her pull the truth once and for all out of Minerva
“Don’t say that Poppy.” Minerva’s eyes welled up with tears again.
“We all miss him.” Poppy and Mara both wrapped Minerva in a hug like the did during their school years.
It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' It
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
“Why didn’t I tell him?” she said to herself. Minerva had to admit things had gotten harder since Albus had gone. She missed him so much. Life had to go on. She had a school to take care of. The future of magic depended on her. Not to mention the ever present threat of Voldemort. The one wizard he had truly feared was gone. Just getting up and going about the day was harder now. She missed the spirted chess matches she and Albus would have sometimes going late into the night. But most of all she regretted never telling him how much she loved him. She had been afraid. Afraid that he wouldn’t return her feelings. After all he was her professor during school and then her boss. The years hadn’t changed him at all. Minerva felt if she could just change one thing she would have told him. She would trade just to tell him how she felt about him.
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
(3 days later)
For what seemed the millionth time in the last few days Minerva found herself at Albus’ grave. “Why didn’t I tell you?” she cried. “Albus I love you. I’ve always loved you.” Gladly no students would be out here. They went home early because of the battle. What would they think if they saw the ‘uptight’, proper never a hair out of place Headmistress falling apart at her former bosses’ grave. “I’m so sorry I never told you before.” She regained her composure ever so slowly. Placing a single rose on the headstone.
Not seeing that loving you
That's what I was trying to do
Ooohhh....
This story too inspiration from both just the song and the music video that helped with the last part. Dumbledore is NOT dead I repeat NOT dead. I almost never wirte stories where he is dead or dying but I had to wite this.
Disclamer: I own nothing whatsoever. Making no money at all.
This is my first real songfic. Please don't flame.
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok
But that's not what gets me
It seemed all of Hogwarts was still crying a week after the latest battle with the forces of the Dark Lord. Then again the school most especially it’s now Headmistress Minerva McGonagall. The man she had loved since that first Transfigurations class was gone. That traitor Severus Snape was the reason he was gone.
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin' to do
“Minerva? Is you all right?” Xiomara Hooch looked to her long time friend and the now Headmistress. “I’m fine. Why?” Minerva replied.
“I’m crazy then. I just thought there was something different about you.”
“Of course there’s something different about her Mara the love of her life, despite the fact she denies it, is gone.” Poppy Pomfery joined in the conversation trying to get Mara to help her pull the truth once and for all out of Minerva
“Don’t say that Poppy.” Minerva’s eyes welled up with tears again.
“We all miss him.” Poppy and Mara both wrapped Minerva in a hug like the did during their school years.
It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' It
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
“Why didn’t I tell him?” she said to herself. Minerva had to admit things had gotten harder since Albus had gone. She missed him so much. Life had to go on. She had a school to take care of. The future of magic depended on her. Not to mention the ever present threat of Voldemort. The one wizard he had truly feared was gone. Just getting up and going about the day was harder now. She missed the spirted chess matches she and Albus would have sometimes going late into the night. But most of all she regretted never telling him how much she loved him. She had been afraid. Afraid that he wouldn’t return her feelings. After all he was her professor during school and then her boss. The years hadn’t changed him at all. Minerva felt if she could just change one thing she would have told him. She would trade just to tell him how she felt about him.
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
(3 days later)
For what seemed the millionth time in the last few days Minerva found herself at Albus’ grave. “Why didn’t I tell you?” she cried. “Albus I love you. I’ve always loved you.” Gladly no students would be out here. They went home early because of the battle. What would they think if they saw the ‘uptight’, proper never a hair out of place Headmistress falling apart at her former bosses’ grave. “I’m so sorry I never told you before.” She regained her composure ever so slowly. Placing a single rose on the headstone.
Not seeing that loving you
That's what I was trying to do
Ooohhh....
xXx 
I applaud your choice song wise, lol.
