Forgive Me Love

Disclaimer: Anything that has anything to do with Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling. The song and its lyrics belong to Alanis Morissette. Thank you.

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I went to your house


Walked up the stairs


Opened your door without ringing the bell

I don’t know why you’ve been avoiding me. I haven’t done anything wrong, have I? I haven’t hurt you, or betrayed you. I don’t think I made any false promises or told any lies.

I needed to see you. I ran through the halls blindly, stumbling over nothing in an effort to catch you. You had forgotten that you had given me the password, didn’t you? And you hadn’t changed it. So I went in.

Walked down the hall


Into your room where I could smell you

I smelled you everywhere. That distinct scent that is you. I think it was the cologne I bought for you last Christmas.

And I shouldn't be here
Without permission
Shouldn't be here.

Someone could find out I was here. I could be expelled for trespassing. For entering your room without permission. I should have turned back. But I didn’t want to. I wanted to hold onto whatever we had left.

Would you forgive me love if I dance in your shower?


Would you forgive me love if I laid in your bed?


Would you forgive me love if I stay all afternoon?

I just wanted to be there with you. But you weren’t anywhere nearby, so I had to settle for your things. I had to lay there on the black silk sheets and stare at the ceiling. I had to stare at the end table where my picture had been just two days before.

I took off my clothes


Put on your robe

If I couldn’t have you against me, I would have to settle for the next best thing.

Went through your drawers


And I found your cologne


Went down do the den

It was the cologne I bought you for Christmas. I sprayed it on my wrists and let the scent flow into me. It was you. It was what you wore. At least I know you still carry with you some part of me.

Found your CD’s


And I played your Joni

I never knew you were into Muggle technology. It must have been her.

And I shouldn't stay long


You might be home soon


Shouldn't stay long...

I didn’t know where you were. I couldn’t tell if you had run to thekitchens to sneak a snack, or you were down at the pitch practicing for the big game. I should have left then.

Would you forgive me love if I danced in your shower?


Would you forgive me love if I laid in your bed?


Would you forgive me love if I stay all afternoon?

I wanted to see you.

I burned your incense

Maybe you’ll realize I was there. Maybe you’ll come back.

I ran a bath

I needed to sit in the tub one more time, letting the water splash against me, the bubbles tickling my skin. I needed to remember all that we had and think of you beside me once more.

I noticed a letter that sat on your desk


It said:


"Hello love.


I love you so, love.


Meet me at midnight."

It was there. My biggest fear. It practically jumped out at me. You must have charmed it to emit all those bright, flashing lights. You wanted me to find it.

And no, it wasn't my writing


I'd better go soon


It wasn't my writing

I would never have used such girlie paper. Roses? Really, come on. You can do better. You had better.

I should leave. You might come back. You might come back and she might be with you.

So forgive me love if I cry in your shower


So forgive me love for the salt in your bed


So forgive me love if I cry all afternoon

I need these last few minutes to gather myself together. Now that I know it’s really over, that you’re really with her, I need to calm down. I need to let it sink in that you have gotten over me and chose her.

But I can’t. I love you.

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The End.

Author’s Note: Once again, it’s narrated by the same person as the previous. Anyone care to wager a guess? I’ll give you a cookie if you get all three right.

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