Madame Maxime and Me

My beloved monster and me, we go everywhere together.

Harry liked Madame Maxime so much that he asked her to sneak out one night at one a.m. She accepted and from that weekend on they snuck out to see each other. Looking into her eyes in the moonlight, Harry realized that he had fallen in love. He couldn't live without her. He had to have her. He told he that he loved her and that she was beautiful. She said that she felt the same toward her.

Wearin' a raincoat that has four sleeves, gets us through all kinds of weather.

One day it started to rain really hard. Madame Maxime materialized a four-sleeved raincoat out of thin air. The rain turned to snow and the snow turned to hail, yet the magic raincoat repelled them all. Harry felt safe with Madame Maxime. He knew that she would protect him from everything. He snuggled up against her, warm and cozy, knowing that she loved him and would do anything for him. He would do the same for her.

She will always be the only thing that comes between me and the awful sting. It comes from living in a world that's so damn mean.

One night Voldemort appeared and tried to murder Harry, but Madame Maxime jumped in the so the spell hit her. The spell would have killed a normal human, but Maxime, being half giant, just got very ill. Harry nursed her back to health; guilt-stricken, knowing that it was his fault that she was sick. When she woke up and opened her eyes, he was so relieved he thought his heart would burst. She would be okay.

My beloved monster is tough, if she wants she will destroy you

When Maxime recovered she found him and killed him with her bare hands. Harry watched her, pride in his heart, knowing that his monster would do anything for him. He watched her washing the blood off her hands, and knew that he could never ever live without her. She was perfect for him.

But if you lay her down for a kiss, her little heart it could explode.

When Harry kissed Madame Maxime good-bye she suddenly screamed and fell to the floor, clutching her chest. Harry ran to Madam Pomfrey, who examined Maxime and declared that she had died of a heart attack.

She will always be the only thing that comes between me and the awful thing. It comes from living in a world that's so damn mean.

Harry was about to commit suicide, but then Madame Maxime's ghost came to him. He knew that she would never forgive him if he took the very life that she had tried to save. He watched her ghost fade away, and a small smile came to his lips. She still loved him.

He visited her grave that night, and apologized for forgetting what she had sacrificed for him. He left the graveyard with a smile in her heart, knowing that he would be with her someday. He knew his beloved monster would wait for him.