What Happened To Us?

What Happened to Us?

Artist: Hoobastank

Music by: Daniel Esrin

Lyrics by: Douglas Robb

i thought it was too good to be true

i found someone who understands me

someone who would help me to get through

and fill an emptiness i had inside me

but you kept inside and i just denied some things that we should have both said

i knew it was too good to be true

'cause I'm the only one who understands me...

We came together against all odds. A Malfoy and a Weasley; who would have ever thought it was possible. We just understood each other, or so I thought. You were hiding from your brother and I just wanted to be alone. We fought over who could have the empty train compartment. It was your 6^th year and my 7^th. Our families hated one another; but we decided our privacy was more important than old family feuds. You were a beauty; I had noticed before but never had the guts to say anything. I sat back and waited for you to talk to me. You didn't take long. We laughed and joked all day. Luckily no one missed either of us. We both had prefect duties, which we did together and made our way back to our compartment. I finally got the nerve to ask you if we could be friends. You agreed quickly. It was one of the happiest days of my life; I had a wonderful woman as a friend.

That was the day our relationship started. We started off as unlikely friends but as the year progressed, we realized it was more. By Christmas we were dating, spending every moment we could together. I think we hit every disused classroom and broom closet in the castle. We even snuck out to fly together. We were so much alike; neither of us showed the world the people we really were deep inside. You were my light, my world, the reason I didn't give up on life. I joined the Order and began making plans for life after school. My plans always included you as my wife; with us living happily ever after.

what happened to us? we used to be so perfect, now we're lost and lonely

what happened to us? and deep inside i wonder, did i lose my only?

A war marriage, everyone was against it. We didn't want to wait because in war you never know what can happen in the blink of an eye. They told us we would never make it, we were too young. We wanted to prove them wrong. Fighting side -by -side or far apart we knew our love would last. We both saw things no one should ever have to see, we grew apart as we refused to talk about the realities of war. You lost brothers, I lost my parents.

Remember they thought we were too young

To really know what it takes to make it

But we had survived off what we had done

and we could show them that they were all mistaken

But who could know, the lies that would grow, until we could see right through them.

Remember they knew we were too young

We still don't know what it takes to make it...

It became a mission- keeping our marriage together to show the world we could do it. We grew apart. I kept secrets and you did too. Why did we grow apart? I don't know the answer myself. We tried so hard, through war and loss. Our love became a habit that neither of us wanted to break, instead of the joy it once was. We stopped holding on to each other and retreated into ourselves. We kept our hopes and fears inside, not sharing them with anyone. We grew up and apart. I didn't recognize who we had become. Too late we both realized where we had gone wrong. I cried alone at night my pride keeping me for letting you see what was wrong. You did the same. Everyone around us saw what we refused to see for so long. The war ended, I hoped we could regain what we once had; but nothing changed.

we could have made it work, we could have found a way

we should have done our best to see another day

but we kept it all inside until it was too late

and now we're both alone, the consequences we pay

for throwing it all away, for throwing it all away...

We both seemed to give up. The fights came more often and were vicious. But of us said things we didn't mean. Neither of us wanted to step up and say 'I'm sorry'. That's what happens when you let pride get in the way. I came home from work one day to an empty home. You had packed your bags and left. I cried that day, as I have never cried before. I had lost the only person in the world who loved me. We threw it all away Gin. How could we have let it slip through our fingers? I love you still and want you back; I hope you'll give me another chance. I hope you feel the same. One last chance is all I ask for.

Draco stopped half a block from Gin's flat. If only he could get the words out, he could say it in his head just fine. The problem seemed to come when he tried to say it to her, aloud.

"I'm a nutter. I am her husband and instead of talking to my wife; I'm standing in the street talking to myself," Draco snorted at his predicament, "I am a Malfoy, an auror and a war hero. I should have the guts to talk to my wife."

He slowly mad his way up the steps to her door. He could feel the hot sun on his back, the sun was setting and he had left for Gin's place at noon. It was now or never. He knocked on the door. As she opened the door, the setting sun made her hair shine bright as fire.

"What do you want?"

"Can I come in? Please Gin just give me a chance to talk to you."

"You have five minutes Draco. I am busy," Gin snapped as she opened the door wide.