Disclaimer: I am not the owner of any of the Harry Potter characters, and I am not making any money from this. I am only writing this for my own enjoyment. The song text is written by Linkin Park and is called Ranaway.

A/N: This is my first fanfic so please be kind when you read it, I would also very much like reviews on this short song fic.



She was running across the quidditch pitch, the rain soaking her cloths and hair, making her make-up clog to her eyelids and run down her checks.

Graffiti decorations
Underneath a sky of dust

Her tears fell from her brown eyes, never more! She promised hereself. She hade trusted him and he had shattered her heart against the hard stone floor.

A constant wave of tension
On top of broken trust

So many promises and all turn out to be lies.

The lessons that you taught me
I learn were never true
Now I find myself in question

Did he ever love her?

They point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
You point the finger at me again

She clutched her sides as she ran, a sharp pain in her side from the fast running, but she didn't stop her desperat running, and the dark night started to fall.

I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind

She felt empty, dead in mind and body. She didn't take notice of the cold, nor the fact that she had entered the dark forrest. He had yelled at her, calling her a stupid little girl and than pushed her out of his life.

Paper bags and angry voices
Under a sky of dust

She fell down to her knees and screamed at the sky. She screamed her voice raw in rage, clawing the earth with here hands and beat them bloody against the rocks on the ground.
Another wave of tension
Has more than filled me up
All my talk of taking action

"I had to be such a gryffindor, didn't I?" She told herself, "well look were it took me!"

These words were never true

"I should have known that you never wanted me, I was just a tool to get to Him, just a tool, a brooken bleeding tool."

Now I find myself in question

"Will I ever be whole again?"

They point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
You point the finger at me again

She suddenly stood up, stratened her robes and toke a deap breath. No more she said to herself. No more will he look at me with those dark eyes and make me weak. Even though:

I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind

I can see you now, just as you are. You can't fool me nomore.

Gonna run away...

NO! This time She would remain standing, remain standing strong.