Dramione

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world
And the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something.
Some of them want to use toi
Some of them want to get used par toi
Some of them want to abuse toi
Some of them want to be abused.

oooh, yeah, whoa

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world
And the seven seas--
Everybody's looking for something.

ooh, yeah, whoa

(Hold your head up--Keep your head up--MOVIN' ON)
(Hold your head up--MOVIN' ON--Keep your head up--MOVIN' ON)
(Hold your head up--MOVIN' ON--Keep your head up--MOVIN' ON)
(Hold your head...

So, this is another chapter for my fan fic. I try to write a little longer this time. Hope toi like it :))



"Could Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger stay here for a moment?" Dumbledore asked with his soft voice. I looked at Draco. Oh, I'm just waiting for wiping that smirk from his face. We wait that pupils go to corridors ou somewhere else.

"Oh, don't be afraid, toi won't have detention" Dumbledore a dit with a friendly smile.
"Actually I have great news for toi two" He says. I looked at Draco and he looked at me. What could it be? No, I won't do anything stutid with Draco.
"We've chosen toi two...

I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord
I've been waiting for this moment all my life, oh Lord
Can toi feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord, oh Lord

Well if toi told me toi were drowning, I would not lend a hand
I've seen your face before my friend, but I don't know if toi know who I am
And I was there and I saw what toi did, I saw it with my own two eyes
So toi can wipe off that grin, I know where you've been
It's all been a pack of lies

And I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord
I've been waiting for this moment all my life, oh Lord
I can feel it in the air tonight, oh Lord,...

First the Earth was flat
But it fattened up when we didn't fall off
Now we spin laps around the Sun
Oh the gods Lost 2-1
The host of Heaven pointed out to us from lightyears away
We're surrounded par a billion galaxies

Things are not always, things are not always how they seem
Will toi be ready (will toi be ready?)

The interim of life has got toi tiptoed and pinning all your hopes on the haut, retour au début dog of dreams
You're not alone in this
The pollyfilla way looks strong in the weakness of the gaps

Things are not always, things are not always how they seem
They don't turn out always, don't quite turn out always how...