DRABBLE: 'Hallelujah' ~ PG-13.....ish....

[batsutousai]

Title: 'Hallelujah'
Author: batsutousai
Rating: PG-13....ish....
Pairings: Albus/Tom
Warnings: None, unless yer iffy about religion like me... ^.^"
Summary: A single song haunts Tom from the orphanage to his first fall...

Disclaim Her: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. The song, "Hallelujah", is written by Leonard Cohen.(My version of the song is sung by k. d. lang.)

A/N: Hn.... Drabbling again instead of studying or writing stuff for workshop or something like that....
This song is rather haunting, actually...




'I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah'


Tom kicked at the half-broken radio darkly. Hatefully. He was sick of the song. They always seemed to play it. Stupid.

"Hallelujah," he mocked the slightly terrified children who had been seated around the thing, awed by its ability to give to them the outside world.

"Hallelujah," one girl sang defiantly. Amy Benson, Tom recalled her name briefly. "May God have mercy on your soul, Tom Riddle."

Tom snorted his contempt. "I believe it's too late for that, fool." He kicked the radio one last time before turning and leaving, the chorus of voices rising up behind him. Aggravating.

"Hallelu-ujah, Hallelu~ujah..."

Benson would get her's for pissing him off.


'Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
Well she tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and cut your hair
And from your lips she drew Hallelujah'


Tom's eyes were bright. He was special! He's wasn't insane!

Not even Amy's song could bother him now. Its praise was his own; "Praise! Praise!"

Not even having to return his treasures had kept him down for long - he'd aquire more soon.

And he wouldn't be here anymore. He was better than his fellow orphans and their God.

"Hallelujah, Hallelujah..."

And Albus Dumbledore wouldn't ruin his rule at his soon-to-be home, as he had here. No chance.

"Hallelujah, Hallelu~ujah..."

The bastard.


'Baby I've been here before
I've seen this room
And I've walked the floor
Used to live alone before I knew ya
But I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Our love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah'


"Tom, this is ridiculous. You don't really wan-"

"You don't know what I want, Albus! I'm not your student anymore!"

"No. And you wouldn't let me tell you what to do even when you were..."

"Then why try now?"

Silence.

"Are you done pacing yet?"

"Tom..." A sigh, hurting. "Look, if you leave this room now, it's over. No turning back."

"You always have to feel like you're in control. Don't you?"

"Dammit, Tom!" A slam. "I don't want to loose you. I don't want to have to fight you some unknown number of years down the road from now..."

"Should have thought about that before you let me kiss you. Albus."

"Don't mock me."

"Just let me go. Let me make my own choices - my own mistakes - without you staring over my shoulder every time I turn around."

"I don't-"

"So I'm aware."

A heavy sigh. "Then go. But don't expect open arms if you return."

"I won't. Trust me."

The door closed.

"Hallelujah...Hallelujah...Halle...lu..."

Sobs.


'Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love was
How to shoot somebody
Who out-drew ya
It's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not someone who's seen the light
It's a cold and broken Hallelujah'


Crossed wands. Again and again.

Blue and red. Hatred covered love.

Green lights. Red lights.

Pain and death.

A rebounding flash of green. The silent cry of a painless child.

They brush as one arrives and the other leaves, at peace in their solitude.

"I still care for you..."

'Then you're a fool.'

"Perhaps..."


'Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah'

Comments

[ex-leianora730.livejournal.com]

Oh, so painful! I loved it, though. It is definitely a theory that makes sense, and I like that.

I added you to my friends list, and I just finished Reclaim. Loved that and Abandon, too. Great stuff! :-)

[batsutousai]

*bows* Am glad you liked it.

And welcome! *holds out plate of fresh cookies in a welcoming gesture*

[shadowed-seraph.livejournal.com]

I like this, as thats one of my favourite songs in the world, although not the kd lang version :)

SS

[batsutousai]

Oh? Which version have you? *prods* I'll share my version if you'll share yours. ^.~

[shadowed-seraph.livejournal.com]

Its the Rufus Wainwright version the full lyrics are

'I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty
in the moonlight
overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne,
she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe I've been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time you'd let me know
What's real and going on below
But now you never show it to me do you?
Remember when I moved in you?
The holy dark was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It's not a cry you can hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah'

[batsutousai]

Only one extra stanza. Interesting. ^.^"

[slyth-enigma.livejournal.com]

Beautiful.

[batsutousai]

*bows knowingly* ^.~

[sdrana.livejournal.com]

I'm scrubbing my brain now, on sheer principle. I swore I'd never read slash where Dumbledore was part of the main pairing/threesome/etc.

(Also, I LOVE the Rufus Wainright version of that song.)

[noagirl.livejournal.com]

*cackles* I totally rock. XP

*curious* I've never heard it...

[(Anonymous)]

Absolutely brilliant. I'm amazed by how you think out far-fetched theories, only to take a second look and realize it's not that far-fetched after all. Creativity and imagination rocks.

~Shadow Nashira~

[batsutousai]

I dunno. They just come out of nowhere. ^.^"

[juststoptime.livejournal.com]

Albus & Tom. Hmm, interesting couple. I can't say I'm a fan of it though, but I still rather liked the story. The song fit in well with the context :D `Tis good!

[noagirl.livejournal.com]

XD I'm just glad people are reading it - in spite of the pairing, ya know? ^.^"