There Are No Words

You've been bad

You know you've been good

Did you lose your mind, like I knew you would?

How can there not be words? You say this, these words strangle themselves out of those lips that you used to let me kiss, you say "There are no words anymore, Dragon." You couple it with that pet name, the name that stabs when you use it like that, burns when you don't moan it out, kills me now. Just one last dance, Harry. Please.

Did you sing your song

Did you sing it so loud

Did you sing it so everyone can hear in the crowd

Are you really happy now? Now that you don't need me, now that you can hold his hand like something more than friends? Weasley, of all the people to run to, you run to your gay friend who's loved you since forever. Loved you because that's all he's ever known. Love, it's so damn simple for them, and for him, that's what they grew up on. Always had the warm embrace of care and kisses. It's not enough for us, is it dear Harry?

Did you lose yourself

Did you lose your health

Did you put my memories on the shelf

They don't know what it's like for us. They can't call back on a time when someone wasn't there to touch and hold them. We know what it's like not to be loved. Without our parents there, without the rearing from our own blood to teach us how to feel. We alone know this feeling. And you runaway from it. You can't just forget. I'll always know your pain, that part of you that's sets us apart from the people we'd like to be exactly like. You can't run, we are each other too much.

Did you lose your place

Did you lose your grace

Just so everyone could see your singing face

But you did, didn't you? Left me to be with them, the people who've always loved you because they read about you in some book, or heard you through the grape vine. What about me? I never loved you until now, cruel words that mean more than love at first site. I love you because you are what I am, you are the part of me that no one ever could love. They don't real feel this undying passion we share. They have no idea why we hate the way we do, no clue as to why we could love each other like this.

Its like everybody loves you

and everybody wants you lately

Its like everybody needs you

and everybody sees you today

I am the only one, dear. I 'm the only one that could ever really feel this carnal desire. They see you like a mother see's her lost child. He holds you like that because he's afraid if he let's go you'll float away. They think, that if they keep their eyes in yours, their hands against your skin you won't feel pain anymore. I know, that this pain is you. I touch into your soul, cling to your skin because we're both masochists, we both live for the pain that is our pasts. They, the teachers, Granger, Weasly, need you because they've never known anyone like you. They want someone they hardly know.

You've been sad

Your misunderstood

Did you find your kind,

Like i knew you would

Is it enough? To put on that mask like you belong in a crowd I never fit into? On some level;, we both knew this would come, that you'd lap up their sympathy and teeter away from my bites, my scratches on your back, your scratches on mine. Is it enough to live without me?

Did you feel your song

Did you feel it so real

Did you feel it so everyone could see your grand appeal

No matter where you go, you know they'll be that time, that moment we shared. You remember it, I know you do, it was the song, the dance that sealed it all together. Our staggered breath, the naked flesh against scars and marks and blood. All the blood, our desire pushing against each other. We thought making love was being in love, that this canter, this macabre dance could heal anything that we'd, or they'd, ever done to us. Did it work, Harry?

Did you lose yourself

Did you lose your health

Did you put my memories on the shelf

Those fleeting kisses that left my mouth greedily, our holding hands in the alley behind Diagon, or the time you took me for all I was worth. Running screaming into my arms because Hermione was gone, dead because of herself. You tried to forget, by entering my mind, my body and letting it out in a series of thrusts and moans and muffled cries into the bite mark in my neck. And I let you; let my own tears of pain out on that scar, the scar the shape of the cuts on her wrists, and the shape of our love.

Did you lose your place

Did you lose your grace

Just so everyone could see your singing face

Jagged. So many meetings like this, after her funeral and after you knocked over the grave stone. We we're 17, then 18 and then 25. Still two list little boys clinging to each other, straining to under stand this pain we brought upon ourselves, and the hurt that they instilled in us. For a while, those years filled with sweat and blood and tears, so much pain that felt so damn good.

Its like everybody loves you

and everybody wants you lately

Its like everybody needs you

and everybody sees you today

Today

Weasley is gay and divorced and lapping up a story he's dishing out. Running into those strong, outstretched arms that I refuse to enter. I am strong, you are my pet, the person I control willingly because I have always been on top. Except when the pain is too much for you to take, and you have to let it out in, on, me. Weasley is running at you, and you are stroking him gently, like a father strokes his dying son. You are in love. Lust isn't enough anymore.

If they would let me show

For the time we love

Time will say,

Keep the fun alive

and lead the way to our today

how the hell were you supposed to know it was more than just lust. Part of it is my fault, my closed book face never told you how much life I derived from you, how much love I had in you. Those traded insults and rivalry and pain we gave each other were part of the love I had for you. It's your fault I loved, you and those painfully green eyes. Stay with me, just one more dance, wait till tommorrow to leave.

Did you lose yourself

Did you lose your health

Did you put my memories on the shelf

Did you lose your place

Did you lose your grace

Just so everyone could see your singing face?

Its like everybody loves you

and everybody wants you lately

Its like everybody needs you

and everybody sees you today

I've only just now come to love you? Real, true passion that they'll never understand, one more night Dear Harry.

Its like everybody loves you

and everybody wants you lately

Its like everybody needs you

and everybody sees you today

Today

How can there be no words?