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HP related Poems, songs, etc. >> 2. Wanted Dead or Alive by lily101

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I love you and I’m stubborn

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, JKRowling has that honor. I also don’t own the songs as Bon Jovi does.

Harry kissed Ginny for her wonderful performance. Harry then walked onto the stage and people looked shocked! This was because Harry was wearing tight leather pants, a hot red t-shirt, and a leather jacket. Now if the girls at Hogwarts had not noticed him before they would notice him now!

Harry whispered a quick spell and the screen behind him turned blue. Then he went up to the microphone.

“Hello everyone, I would like to dedicate this first song to my friends Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna, and of course the lovely Ginny Weasley!”

Then Harry began singing.

Tommy used to work on the docks
Unions been on strike
He’s down on his luck…it’s tough, so tough
Gina works in the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love-for love

She says we’ve got to hold on to what we’ve got
Cause it doesn’t make a difference
If we make it or not
We’ve got each other and that’s a lot
For love-for love

Whoa, were half ways there
Living on a prayer
Take my hand and we’ll make it I swear
Living on a prayer

Tommy’s got his six strings in hock
Now he’s holding in what he used
To make it talk- so tough, it’s tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers baby it’s okay, someday

Half way through Harry song the screen behind him started showing images of The four of them fighting death eaters, talking to each other, and in the hospital wing with various injuries.

We’ve got to hold on to what we’ve got
Cause it doesn’t make a difference if we make it or not
We’ve got each other and that’s a lot
For love-we’ll give it a shot

Whoa where half way there
Living on a prayer
Take my hand we’ll make it I swear
Living on a prayer

We’ve got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it’s all that you’ve got

Whoa were half ways there
Living on a prayer
Take my hand we’ll make it I swear
Living on a prayer

The last notes of the song died out and Harry started to speak again.

“Now that song really helped all of us in our continues fight with Voldemort” he waited for the gasps to stop “and Ginny really did say we have each other and we may even die trying.”

“Now this next song is about how Voldemort sees me…as a threat and the song also tells of my fight, in a way”.

The songs beginning notes sounded, they sounded soft and like someone was trying to hide. Then they got larger like an adventure happening.

Harry sang:

It’s all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems were wasting away
Another place where faces are so cold
I’d drive all night just to get back home

I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I’m wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive

Sometimes I sleep; sometimes it’s not for days
And the people I meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day
By the bottle that you drink
And sometimes when your all-alone all you do is think
I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I’m wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive

I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back
I play for keep’s cause I might not make it back
I been everywhere, I’m still standing tall
I’ve seen a million faces, and I’ve rocked them all

I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I’m wanted dead or alive
I’m a cowboy; I’ve got the night on my side
I’m wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive

The last notes dwindled into nothing. Then the clapping and cheering for Harry started. Harry bowed and left the stage.

He walked over to his friends and asked how he did.

“You were amazing Harry” Hermione congratulated him.
“You did really well, mate” Ron clapped him on the shoulder.
“You really told a story Harry, and that’s why I love you” Ginny kissed him again.



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