DISCLAIMER:The characters in this story are the property of J.K Rowling. The song this is based on in "Seperate Lives", written by Stephen Bishop and sung by Phil Collins and Marylin Martin. This involves a M/M pairing and has a **slight** chance of offending someone. Be Warned!
You have no right to ask me how I feel
You have no right to speak to me so kind
We can’t go on, holding on to time
So for now, we’ll go on living seperate lives
“Damn him” I thought . “Damn him for making me feel this way and damn me for caring” “what’s wrong, love?” he asks, his emerald green eyes taking me in. “Nothing” I reply, as he bushes the hair from my eyes. I’ve grown it long for him. “Nothing” All he does is hold me closer. “You know this has to end” I say, my voice waivering, startling even my self. “No one could ever accept us this way, you know that as well as I do”, I whisper, "It will put us in danger to stay together" I see the tears start to roll down his face as he closes those eyes, those beautiful eyes. There is only one thing I could do. I kiss his tears away.
Well I have all to let you go
And if you lost your love for me, you never let it show, oh no
There was no way to compromise
So now we’re living, living, seperate lives.....
I hold him tighter, closer. He returns the embrace. We hold on to each other with all we have. His lips find mine, gently touching. I turn away. He breaks the embrace. “How can you be so cruel Draco Malfoy?” “I loved you, I will always love you” I thought as those very words escaped his lips. We are one in the same, forever entwined.
Ooh, it’s so difficult, love leads to isolation
So you build that wall-you build that wall
Yes you build that wall-oh yes you build that wall
And you make it stronger.....
He's standing now, staring at me. I want to just grab him and hold him again, to tell him it was a mistake, that I was wrong, but I can't. I want to be cold, cruel, but I cannot seem to do that, either.
You have no right to ask me how I feel
You have no right to speak to me so kind
As he opens the door, I run to him. He turns to look at me.
Some day I might-I might-find myself looking in your eyes.....
I kiss him softly. He turns from me this time, and walks away. “Goodbye, Draco”
But for now, we’ll go on living seperate lives.....
“Goodbye, Harry.” I whisper as he turns the corner without looking back. “Goodbye, my love.” I close my eyes, savoring the burning sensation left behind by the tears running down my cheeks. "Why does this hurt so much>" I whisper to myself. Remember, this is for the best I manage to think as I make my way down to my dungeon dormatory.
Yes for now, we’ll go on living seperate lives.