Disclaimer: This fiction is to the song "I Hope You Dance" by Lee Ann Womack. J.K. Rowling owns the rights to all things Harry Potter. Together, they could probably purchase a small third world country. Maybe they would let me sweep the floors?
Dance With Me -- by Troll
A single tear strained to fall from the eye that contemplated him from across the castle's grassy field. There he sits in self-imposed exile, leaning against his tree, staring out over the lake as though somehow its depths would absorb the pain and quiet the turmoil he feels.
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
'Why do you stay around me, Hermione? It's a death sentence. Just being my friend makes you a target. Run away, Hermione. Run now, as far as you can, before it's too late,' he had said to her as he walked away. A man whose family was either ripped from his heart or shunned him with malice. A battle scarred yet innocent child with the weight of the wizarding world on his shoulders, in his eyes, alone. If somehow, he can come to understand that she would sacrifice everything to subdue his anguish, that he isn't alone.
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
Pushing her away in an attempt to protect her pushes the knife in her heart a little deeper. Whether it be crossing a muggle street or befriending the one marked by the harbinger of death, nothing in life is for certain. Isolating one's self and shunning those who love you is no answer. The easy road leads to despair, regret, and death.
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living life means taking chances but their worth taking
Loving might be a mistake but it's worth making
She silently curses those who have embittered him to love; all who have forced him to build this impenetrable fortress around his heart, may they rot in hell. Her soul cries out to discover the entrance to this bastion and to open his world to its possibilities.
Don't let some hell-bent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to sellin' out, reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
She will be his guide. To help him conquer the task put upon him and find the love awaiting him on the other side. Her love and faith in him will be her strength, and that strength will become his.
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
As though awaking from a dream, she finds that she has crossed the green expanse to stand before him. Reaching out with her hand, she pulls him from the ground and into her arms…
Dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance