Mysterious Girl (Harry Potter Fan Fiction)

Sober

“I won’t push you into answering,” spoke Alby sincerely as he waved a chair over with his wand before taking his seat at the side of my bed. Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape had just left after Dumbledory had a private word with them; I watched them carefully during their low whispering but they held their expressions well and left silently afterwards. “Feel free to answer however you like,” he said with a twinkle to his sea blue eyes, which made me frown. Answer however I like? What’s that supposed to mean? I thought about what he said and then what he could possibly mean before it finally hit me; Singing! I’d sing what I couldn’t say!

Summoning my little black bag, I reached inside and pulled out my ipod; scrolling through my play list, I looked for the right song to tell my story or at least how I felt…hmm which song to choose? Scrolling, scrolling, yep still scrolling…SHA’TING! “That’s the song I’m talking about!” I blurted gleefully. Plugging in the earphones, closing my eyes and letting the tune fill me, I began singing my heart out, my bottled emotions pouring out with the lyrics as I sang them.

 

I don't wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest
Or the girl who never wants to be alone
I don't wanna be that call at 4 o'clock in the morning
'Cos I'm the only one you know in the world that won't be home

Ah the sun is blinding
I stayed up again
Oh, I am finding
That's not the way I want my story to end

I'm safe, Up high
Nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party's over?
No pain, Inside
You're my protection
How do I feel this good sober?

I don't wanna be the girl who has to fill the silence
The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth
Please don't tell me that we had that conversation
I won't remember, save your breath, 'cos what's the use?

Ah, the night is calling?
And it whispers to me softly come and play
Ah, I am falling
And If I let myself go I'm the only one to blame

(Chorus)

Coming down, coming down, coming down
Spinning 'round, spinning 'round, spinning 'round
I'm looking for myself - SOBER [x2]

When it's good, then it's good, it's so good till it goes bad
Till you're trying to find the you that you once had
I have heard myself cry, never again
Broken down in agony just tryna find a friend

Oh Oh

(Chorus)

Oh Oh

(Chorus)
 
Will I ever feel this good sober?
Tell me, No no no no no pain
How do I feel this good sober?

As I sang the last note, the bulk of my emotions went with it, leaving nothing but relief at the end; as though one of my many weights had been lifted from my shoulders. On the bright side, my singing can’t be too bad since the glass of water on my bedside table is still intact! Whooo go Robyn! My gaze landed curiously on Dumbledory, had my singing made him deaf? It didn’t last time…why isn’t he saying anything?! I should REALLY stop over thinking.

 

“For someone who has never sung before, you embrace the songs in a very talented, meaningful manner. Beautiful singing and heartwarming to listen to I must say.” Spoke Dumbledory sincerely with a warm smile. “You’re very talented Robyn, as both an extraordinary witch and an amazing singer. However I’ll leave you to recover, good night Robyn.”