Stargirl273

Grant: Nice! what is it about?

Remus: Oh, you know just my life lately.

Grant: Go on, I am curious.

Pandora: *nods and walks away*

Barty: Did, did you guys just communicate?

Evan: Come on Barty, you should know that by now. They do it all the time.

Barty: *blinking dramaticly* So, you now what Panda is going to do?

Regulus: She is getting those cookies filled with lemon cream from the kitchens, she is friends with the house elfs so they let her in.

Barty: Of course she is. *sighs*

Evan: Oh! I love those cookies.

Regulus: Yeah I told her she should bring some extra for you.

Remus: *Hears soft classical music in the distance*

Regulus: *Reading a table next to him, having his earphones on full volume*

Remus: James, do you hear that to?

James: Oh, the classical music? That is reggie. He loves that kind of music

Remus: *Walks up to Regulus* What song is that?

Regulus: Oh, just Solas from Jamie Duffie. Don't think you know it.

Remus: *stares at him* That's my favorite classical song.

Regulus and Remus: *Dark academy fangirls squealing*

Toddler Sirius: *shushes him* Reggie no cry, mom and dad will wake up

Baby Regulus: *cries even harder*

Toddler Sirius: *cuddles with him* Shhh reggie, don't have to cry

Baby Regulus: *stops crying and grabs Sirius nose*

Toddler Sirius: *makes a funny sound* Reggie! My nose!

Regulus: *looks up from his book* What, James.

James: *puppy eyes*

Regulus: Whatever this is, it's a no.

James: But you didn't even know what I was going to say!

Regulus: I do not need to. It is a no.

James: *sad* So you will not go to the new waterpark with me?

Regulus: *sights* Fine.

Sirius: Moonbeamm

Sirius: Moonage Daydreammmm

Sirius: Moonlightttt

Sirius: MOONN

Remus: *sights* What is wrong padfoot?

Alive.

Grabbing you, searching for your consiousness.

Trying to reach you.

I could be with them.

Leaving you alone.

Having fun.

I am here with you.

You do not see me.

Because you stil think

That I chose them over you.

She could not feel pain.

She did not fear it.

She could not feel pain.

Nothing.

Heart problems.

Searching for cuts.

I wish.

I wish we could.

Dance in the kitchen.

Like an couple, in love.

Moving in sync together.

I wish.

We did not step on each others toes.

Making each other hurt more.

We dance more, the pain gets worse.

And stays longer.

Making us suffer for centuries..

And if we stop, we will realise.

That we do not belong in to each others arms.

That the kind of music does not fit with the dance that we are dancing.

If we stop, if we do not stop.

They change their whole life.

Waiting for someone to mention.

Stabbing themselfs in the back with a knife.

If you do not give them a taste.

They will hurt themselfs even more.

Sweet like candy cotton.

My tears are sweet.

While they should burn into my skin.

My tears are sweet.

Wanting to taste them even more.

My tears are sweet, rolling down my cheek.

My tears are sweet.