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Everyone said you were the One
Chosen to save us all
But you didn’t save me
No one could, I guess
Not when the Dark Lord wanted a piece of me
Not when you had a piece of him
I never had courage in my convictions anyway
Maybe if I hadn’t turned in your stupid Army
Maybe if you hadn’t split me in half
If just one thing had been different,
Would it have changed everything?
Would I have been able to come to you
With the cabinet? The locket? The book?
You wouldn’t even take my hand
You won't get your knuckles bloody for me
Yet we circled each other
On the field, in the classroom
Longing, stolen stares
Like a snitch fluttering just out of grasp
The wanting was sometimes enough
To keep me warm while you were wild
Disappeared with no trace
Left to only live on hope
The glimpse, that one day
Your eyes so fierce and dark
I didn’t recognize you, I couldn’t
You weren’t the man I remembered
War changes all of us, I suppose
No matter what side you were dragged into
What battles you were forced to fight
What sacrifices were made to win
I finally had the courage to ask
Begged for your heroism
Screamed into the face of flames
You didn’t hesitate
Soaring through your fears
A chosen knight on a borrowed broom
Your hand finally reaching out
bleeding through the pain
I discovered that day
If I’m on fire
You’ll be made of ashes too