Don’t forget me, I beg you.
(let’s play a love game)
James Potter & Lily Evans.
James & Lily Potter.
She had always been the girl my parents pushed me towards, the perfect Pureblood bride. So I rebelled and chose everyone but her. Funny how she turned out to be everything they said. Perfect.
picture perfect memories, scattered all around the floor.
“Sirius.. Sirius, let me in.”
“Go away Lex.. I’m not sixteen anymore, a pity shag isn’t going to fix me.”
“No.. but I can.”
“Sirius.. I need to tell you something.. I..”
“Spit it out the Lex.”
“I think I’m in love with you.”
So young when the pain had begun,
Now forever afraid of being
“Damocles..? Damocles, what’s going on?” Marlene peeped round the corner of the bookcase she was hiding behind.
“I’ve done it Marlene. I’ve only gone and bloody done it” Damocles grinned up at her from the bottom of the stairs.
“Well, congratulations darling. But did you really have to blow up the study to do it?”
“…At least I’ve still got my eyebrows this time.”
“Arianna.. I.. I’m sorry.”
“Sorry isn’t goon enough anymore Damocles.”
We only said good-bye with words,
I died a hundred times.
You go back to her,
And I go back to black.