Dance with Me by elfandtroll

Rating: G
Genres: Angst, Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 09/04/2005
Last Updated: 09/04/2005
Status: Completed

Fiction to the song "I Hope You Dance" by Lee Ann Womack. I hope you read. I hope you
enjoy. I hope you review!




1. Dance With Me
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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*