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Song: If You Could Read My Mind by Stars on 54
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If you could read my mind love
What a tale my thoughts would tell
What a tale my thoughts would tell
She sat on a bench in a Paris subway station. She had been travelling for six months, going anywhere and everywhere trying to avoid thoughts of him, and yet every time she had a minute to herself they would creep forward…
Just like an old time movie
About a ghost from a whishing well
About a ghost from a whishing well
The memories came in a torrent; the first time she saw him, their first date, the tenderness of his lips on hers…
In a castle dark, or a fortress strong
with chains upon my feet
with chains upon my feet
She remembered those three months, that one gorgeous summer they had shared. There had been nothing keeping them apart. No secrets, lies, or people could separate them
You know that ghost is me
Then two weeks before term started he disappeared
I don’t know where we went wrong
but the feeling’s gone and I just can’t get it back
but the feeling’s gone and I just can’t get it back
She remembered the year, how he kept distancing himself from her, she remembered all the lame excuses he gave to avoid being around her…
If you could read my mind love
What a tale my thoughts would tell
What a tale my thoughts would tell
She cringed as the memories became painful, he cut her off completely- no talking, no touching; he wouldn’t even look at her
Just like a paperback novel
the kind that drugstores sell
the kind that drugstores sell
Her eyes started to prick with tears but she adamantly refused to let them fall. She recalled that horrible night when she had caught him kissing Pansy. She had screamed at him, begged him, and he had just walked away
When you reach the part where the heartache comes
the hero would be you
the hero would be you
Her memories skipped ahead to when she had been captured. She remembered the pale figure that had approached her cell and the way her heart rose in hope…
But hero’s often fail
He acted as if she meant nothing. He delivered her to the Dark Lord, then returned her to her cell, saying not a word as she was tortured before his eyes…
I never thought I could feel this way
and I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it
and I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it
She remembered her relief when Severus had rescued her- she had joined the Order so she could help stop Voldemort the minute she recovered
I don’t know where we went wrong
but the feeling’s gone and I just can’t get it back
but the feeling’s gone and I just can’t get it back
She loved her work for the order, but every time she went on a mission she couldn’t help but be scared she would be forced to confront him
If you could
if you could
If you could read my mind
if you could
If you could read my mind
By this point the tears were starting to trickle down her face, despite her best efforts to prevent the flow. Her memory skipped forward again, this time to the final battle.
If you could read my mind love
What a tale my thoughts would tell
What a tale my thoughts would tell
She had been taking supplies from the Hog’s Head to the castle, and chatting with some of the members of the DA when Harry, Ron and Hermione has burst in. She went to the Great Hall along with everyone else, preparing for the battle that everyone knew was imminent
Just like an old time movie
About a ghost from a wishing well
About a ghost from a wishing well
She could easily remember the feeling in the air that night; yes there was fear and sadness and anger, but the emotion that came from everyone was one of purpose, everyone knew what had to be done
If you could read my mind love
What a tale my thoughts would tell
What a tale my thoughts would tell
Then it began. It was madness! She thought she heard someone yell that help was needed on the seventh floor, so she dashed up there just in time to see Draco flying out of the room of requirement on the back of Harry’s broom
Just like a paperback novel
The kind that drugstores sell
The kind that drugstores sell
As they flew by he met her gaze, then he was gone. Again. He had left her there. She felt as if she was falling into a pit, when she was jolted back to reality by Neville’s hand on her shoulder, she nodded, she was back
When you reach the part where the heartache comes
The hero would be you
The hero would be you
Her memories were a blur, the next thing she could recall she was down in the dungeons. There was a commotion and he fell down the stairs. Someone raised their wand to curse him and on instinct she threw up a shield charm
Hero’s often fail
She remembered the look in his eye as he searched for his rescuer, then she was knocked out by a stunning spell, and the next thing she knew she woke up in the hospital wing and it was over
I never thought I could feel this way
And I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it
And I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it
She remembered following the progress of his trial and couldn’t help be relieved when he was freed, but she wouldn’t be around to congratulate him
I don’t know where we went wrong
But the feeling’s gone and I just can’t get it back
But the feeling’s gone and I just can’t get it back
She left the next day for Thailand, and hadn’t returned since
If you could
If you could
If you could read my mind
If you could
If you could read my mind
She was roused from her memories by the sound of approaching footsteps. She was aware that the tears were pouring down her cheeks, but didn’t have the will or the strength to stop them. The footsteps stopped short, and an astonished voice said “’Nemonie?”
If you could
If you could
If you could
She looked up, it was him. She slowly stood and faced him, still crying. He walked up to her and before she could say anything he kissed her more tenderly then ever before, then he wrapped her in a comforting embrace and whispered the only words she had ever wanted to hear “I love you”
If you could read my mind
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-Olivea