Fallen For You

Fallen For You

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My, it's hot here in Spain. It's certainly a change from our Christmas vacation to ski in Aspen. I think that mum and dad thought that I might enjoy a more intellectual holiday this time. I really do feel bad that I left so early last time, but it just couldn't be helped. Harry was in trouble and, as a friend; it was my duty to help him. Would I have done the same for Ron? Of course I would have, he's my best friend, just like Harry. At least I think that's what Harry is to me. It's getting harder to figure out what my feelings are towards him. He just isn't like anyone else.

At least my parents haven't asked me much about Bulgaria. I can't believe I ever let myself feel anything for Viktor. He seemed so nice when he was at Hogwarts. No wonder he and Draco were so chummy, they treat their house-elves the same way. I guess he thought I would be so amazed by all the money his family had and be in awe, or something. I guess that proves that he never really knew me either. I can still see his face when I told him I was leaving early. He was just so sure I would be like all the other girls and throw myself at him. I told him to never write to me again, and I hope he doesn't. Now I'm here in Spain. At least the weather here is better. I could use a little sun for a change.

Fallen for you

Did you ever see me?

Watching from periphery

I was playing another game

Hoped you'd catch on all the same

Maybe it would have been better if things had worked out between Harry and Cho. I know that he really did care about her, even if she was an emotional wreck. I just couldn't bear to see her hurt him, but maybe I shouldn't have interfered. I knew that he'd agree to meet me on Valentine's Day, and I knew that it would infuriate her. She didn't spend all her time crying in the loos. She also spent it scheming how to get Harry away from me. She was convinced that I was the reason the two of them weren't together, and maybe she was right after all. I knew that she would be dependant on him, and I knew that he didn't need that on top of everything else he had on his shoulders. I thought I was doing what was best for Harry, but maybe I was just being selfish.

Harry was being so strong at the end of last year. I knew that was devastated by the loss of Sirius, along with everything else that had happened. I thought that my heart would break when we all had to say good bye to one another. I was, and am, so worried about him. In the past, I'd chalked all this up to some kind of maternal instinct on my part, but that doesn't seem to cover it anymore. I knew even then that I couldn't possibly go all summer without seeing him. Ron told Harry he would see him soon, and so did I. Did he notice the difference, though? I made a promise, and a promise in the magical world is much more serious than in the Muggle one. I forged a bond at that moment, and now is the time to act upon it

Fallen from view

Did you ever touch me?

Flowing through your pot pourri

Thought I felt your fingers once

After waiting all these months

But I was wrong so wrong

That was just another song you wrote

For another girl

I'm glad that Ron let me borrow Pig. I'd said that I might need to write to him and Harry while I was on vacation. And it's nice that Crookshanks has had someone to play with. I've gone through several drafts of the letter I want to send.. I have to make it seem like I'm not overly concerned about Harry, and that I'm enjoying my tour of museums. Ron would have a field day if he thought I was bored. He might think that I'm writing because I miss him, which is also true of course. I'll come up with something when I get to the Borrow. I'll also have to come up with something to tell mum and dad. If I'm not careful, I may never get a holiday out of them again.

Wow, Pig must have flown day and night! I never expected a reply this fast. I thought they had done away with Concorde flights. I'll have to give him a little of my sangria as a reward. Sounds like Ron is bored as well. I'll have to remember to yell at him for his pathetic knowledge of Geography. Fancy him asking me to bring him back a Mexican sombrero, honestly. He's been worried about Harry as well. His parents told him it would be all right for the two of us to come there, and wondered if I could be the one to get him. That's probably for the best, after the last time they came for him. I don't think we should press his luck on keeping a place to stay on Privet Drive any more than we have already. I've told my parents that I need to get back to Hogwarts to study for N.E.W.T.s. We don't really have them until next year, but there's no need to tell them that. Apart from a snarky remark from my father, asking me if there was any time in the "next decade" that I was free, they seemed to buy the excuse. With the floo powder that Ron sent me, and thanks to Mr. Weasley adding my house to the floo network, I can leave here after I get packed. Hold on, Harry. I'm coming for you.

I hoped a day could be

When you'd write a song for me

But it never came

I thank you all the same

But I'll go now

So you won't know how much I've

I might as well pack up everything I'll need for the whole year. Not much point in coming back here just to turn around and leave again. It's funny; I was so scared to leave here that first year. It's hard to believe that it's only been a few years ago, it feels like a lifetime. I hated the idea of leaving home back then, and now it doesn't even feel like home anymore. Sure, I miss my parents while I'm away, but my home now is wherever Harry is. I wonder how he would react to me telling him that. I know that he's just had to deal with the death of Sirius, and I'm sure that he's still got unresolved issues with Cho, but wouldn't something positive be good for him? Of course, that's assuming he feels anything for me. He seemed happily surprised by that kiss I gave him at the end of fourth year, and he did respond to me when I came to talk him out of his self imposed exile over Christmas. I just wish I knew what his feelings really were.

I'm glad Mr. Weasley agreed to return the Rover for me when he takes us to the station this year. Without a broom, and with the possibility of using floo powder out of the question, driving to pick up Harry seems to be the only real option. I'm glad I decided to go ahead and get my driver's license this summer. You never know when being a Muggle born will come in handy. I've called Harry, so he knows I'm coming. I had a hard time trying not to sound too excited. He said he wanted to hear all about my summer, so I'll have to think up a reason why I cut yet another holiday short. Maybe I should just take the plunge and tell him how I really feel about him. It could end up being the worst mistake I've ever made, but it could also turn out to be a fantasy come true.

Fallen for you

Boy who's trying to be a man

Boy who don't know if he can

Thought I knew you well enough

But you walls are still too tough

Thought about you all the time

Walking around the Guggenheim

Like a rhyme in my mind

There you are in my car

But we don't drive very far

To the beach

Out of reach

Next to me

My fantasy

Fallen for you

Did you ever see me?

Watching from periphery

I was playing another game

Hoped you'd catch on all the same