Kirjoittaja: RoastedGarlic
Ikäraja: K-11
Tyylilaji: songfic on se kuvaavin osa, yksipuolinen romance, vaikeasti tulkittava (mutta lyhyt, joten tsekkaa itse!)
Paritus: Ginny/Lavender
Disclaimer: Potterversumi on Rowlingin. So Happy I Could Die -kappale on Lady GaGan. En hyödy tekstistä rahallisesti.
Tiivistelmä:
When I think of her the darkness behind my closed eyes turns bright.A/N: Ensimmäinen songficcini ja pitkän slash-kauden jälkeen sipaisu femmeä. GaGan kappale on sen verran keskeisessä asemassa ficciä, että siihen kannattaa tutustua
täällä, tai vähintään laittaa taustalle soimaan. Kursivoidut osat ovat biisin sanoja, jotka siis ovat ficissä kokonaisuudessaan (vain toistuvia osia poistettu).
Kuuntelen mieluusti mielipiteitänne
Osallistuu Rare10-haasteeseen.
So Happy I Could DieShe enters the room; suddenly my body seems to turn into a human-shaped bunch of butterflies.
She still is as beautiful as she was yesterday. She is exactly how I imagine her when I’m alone.
I love that lavender blondeIt hurts not to be able to ignore it anymore.
I love her, I do, and it might be the worst thing ever happened to me.
The way she movesWhen she turns away and her hair passes her shoulder, when she practises spells and her wrist forms cute circles in the air.
The way she walks
As if her toes had chosen to make her a dancer, as if she could float away whenever; and her hips join the ballet and I’m enchanted.
I touch myself can’t get enoughI do, I am weak, I slide my fingers where they should not be, and I hate myself because she is not mine.
And in the silence of the nightHow could I fall asleep when I’ve fallen in love?
Through all the tearsWhen no one sees me, when no one hears me, because no one will get to know.
And all the lies“I’m happy for you, Ron. She’d not be my first choice for you but if she’s what you want then she’s who you should get.”
I touch myself and it’s alrightWhen I think of her the darkness behind my closed eyes turns bright.
Just give inThe earth is trembling under my feet, the world I don’t care about when she’s here.
Don’t give up baby
Open up your heart and your mind to meAnd every once in a while I manage to smile; I say something and she laughs and I steal that sound to be remembered when I’m alone again.
Just know when
That glass is empty
That the world is gonna bend
I’m falling apart.
Happy in the club with a bottle of red wineHogsmeade, all our house is here but for me it’s only her, it’s been only her for so long I can’t remember a time when anything else would’ve mattered.
She holds her glass as if it actually was as fragile as it is, she raises it to her lips and I turn away because it’s not polite to stare, but I know where she is, I know it all the time and even when I’m on the other side of the room I only can hear her talking and see her dancing.
Stars in our eyes ‘cuz we’re having a good timeShe’s so close I can see her eyes sparkle. I can see in them no sign of inconvenience so I allow myself to move closer, look into those eyes, grab her glass and make her giggle.
So happy I could dieNow I really could.
Be your best friendThat’s the closest to her that I could ever get, so I tell her we’re going to be friends and she says she’d love it. I close my ears when she mentions Ron, I don’t need to hear.
Yeah I’ll love you foreverThis is so easy to admit when we both are drunk – I love you, and she leans over and tells me she loves me too, that I’m fascinating. I laugh out loud.
Up in the clouds
We’ll be higher than everSome more wine, she hugs me, I want to tell her about how we could go through the skies together, I want to tell her everything.
So happy I could die
And it’s alrightFor now.
I am as vain as I allowI need to become perfect because she already is.
I do my hair
I gloss my eyesI fight; I want to be as desirable to her as I can be, I want to be the Weasley she can’t resist.
I touch myself all through the nightI can’t help it, when I close my eyes I see her in our common room, writing, hair uncombed, and I’d like to join her but I realize this is only happening inside my head, and my fingertips find their way.
And when something falls out of placeIt’s only the two of us. It’s so close to my dreams I let myself forget that it’s real life now.
I let my lips touch her hair.
I take my time
I put it backIt was an accident.
She says she believes me and I’m thankful even though I know she lies.
I touch myself
Till I’m on trackHer hair did smell like lavender.
So happy I could die
And it’s alright