Changetje




Hi everyone! (:

Last night I was very creative and so I wrote a Songfic. The pairing is a bit strange, though ^^''
And please tell me what you think of it! I like comments, but also criticism ^^ 
Enjoy :)

xxx Changetje

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She hated being on her own
She always took me by the hands
And say she needs me 

‘Remus,’ she says softly, ‘Remus, I need you.’
She takes my scarred hands, caressing them with her fingers. 
I look at how she holds my hands. Her hands hold mine. Even her hands are beautiful. But I shake my head, ‘No, you don’t,’ I answer.
Her grip is getting stronger, yet still soft and gentle. Just like she is: soft and gentle. ‘Yes, I do. I do need you.’

She never wanted love to fail
She always hoped that it was real 
She'd look me in the eyes
and said ‘ believe me’.

I want to leave. I don’t want to be here. Because it’s like I’ve done this before. This scene, these words. Just like back then. So I say to her: ‘I can’t do this. Not again.’ I want her.
‘You know my other love failed, Remus,’ she says. It doesn’t sound like an attack, like a reproach. It just sounds like an announcement. ‘I was hoping that this is real.’
I nod. I know about her other love. It didn’t work out. He ran away with her best friend.
She looks me in the eyes, ‘I know this is real. If you'd just believe me.’

And then the night becomes the day
And there’s nothing left to say 
If there's nothing left to say
Then something’s wrong.

I don’t know what to say. So I’m silent.
The night slowly fades away. It’s morning again already. And we’re standing here. 
She bites her lip. She also doesn’t know what to say. Or she’s waiting for my answer. But I don’t know what to say. I’m scared to say anything. Because when I do, I’m afraid I might hurt her feelings.

And as the hands would turn with time
She'd always say that she was my mine
She'd turn and lend a smile,
To say that she's gone.

She's still holding my hands. She's still caressing them with her fingers, oh so softly. I want her to let my hands go. I want her to go away. I want her so bad.
A smile appears on her face. The smile that always killed me. ‘This is real, Remus. This is real.’ She lets go of my hands. Finally. But then she leans in and holds my waist. ‘I’m yours,’ she says, ‘You’re mine.’
‘No, you’re not!’ I suddenly burst out, ‘You’re not mine.’ Why did I have to say that? I screwed up. I know it.
Her hands let go of my waist. In a second, she’s gone. 
I sigh.

But in a whisper she'd arrive
And dance into my life.
Like a music melody,
Like a lovers song.

But in a second she’s back again. She’s holding something. A picture. A picture of her. 
‘It’s been five years, Remus. You can let her go, if you want to,’ she whispers, ‘she wanted you to be happy.’ She gives me the photo.
I look at it and sigh again. The woman on the photo smiles and waves. Her blue eyes shine. Her pink hair is short. I sigh again and miss her.
I know she’s right. I could let her go if I wanted to. I could go on with my life. Why shouldn’t I do this? But another reason enters my head, just like back then.
‘I’m too old for you.’ 

Through the darkest night
Comes the brightest light.
And the light that shines
Is deep inside.
It's who you are.

She looks insulted, but shakes her head, her brown curls dancing around, ‘No, you’re not. And even if you were, I don’t mind.’ 
I don’t want to look at her. I know she’s right, I know she is. 
I want her.
Suddenly, likes she reads my mind, she leans in and cups my face, to kiss me. I feel her soft lips on mine. I kiss back. The kiss brightens everything. My feelings, for her, for my other love. It brightens my life. 
When she pulls back, I feel disappointed. I wanted that kiss to last forever and ever. 
‘Hermione…’ I sigh. 
‘You see, you can let go,’ she says, smiling a bit.
I nod. I did.  

Oh tonight, you killed me with your smile.
So beautiful and wild, so beautiful
So beautiful and wild

She smiles. That smile that always killed me. Oh, she’s so beautiful. So beautiful tonight.
She kisses me again. Her kiss becomes wilder. 
That’s what she is. Beautiful and wild. Soft and gentle. Beautiful, but wild.

Reamonn - Tonight


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