A/N ok so this is my first story on here, so please tell me what you think id be very gratefull. i own ony the plot everyhting else belongs to there creators. Sticks and Stones by Aly and AJ
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Lady Spero
Sticks and Stones
"And for the next bit of entertainment I am proud to present..... Hermione Granger!" Dumbledore's voice rang out across the Great Hall as people started to clap loudly for Hermione who was just waking onto the stage a microphone in her hand and wearing a nice black knee length dress with ballet shoes. She smiled lightly at Dumbledore as he walked of the stage and stood in the centre of said stage.
"Hi everyone..... I'll be singing a song I wrote myself recently."She says.
"So here it goes." she takes a deep breath and the music begins to play with the lights being dimmed and a spotlight put on Hermione, bathing her in a pink glow.
"Sitting in my room,
feeling sorry for myself" she starts her voice soft.
"I can't feel worse
Well what else?
I wonder what I could say
To stop the voices, taunting and laughing
The way they're acting I wish they'd just disappear
The joke is always on me
It's always on me
Why don't they understand
That we are all the same
We all feel lost at times
Why don't they understand
That someone else's pain
Is not for gain
Sticks and stones won't break my soul
Get out of the way, I'm invincible
Throw them down
'Cause the one you hurts not around
Not around
It's not your place
Honestly
In the end
You'll be the victim
You're the one who has to live with yourself
And when you're reaching for help
There'll be no one
There's no one
Why don't you understand
That we are all the same
And we all feel lost at times
Why don't you understand
That someone else's pain
Is not for gain
Sticks and stones won't break my soul
Get out of the way; I'm invincible
Throw them down
'Cause the one you hurts not around (not around)
Not around (not around)
It's not your place
Honestly
I won't live in chains
I've got something to give
I won't play these games
Yeah, I'd rather live
You know I've come too far
To be like you are
Why don't you understand
That we are all the same
Sticks and stones won't break my soul
Get out of the way, I'm invincible
Throw them down...
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la la la la
Throw them down 'cause the one you hurts not around (not around)
Not around (not around)
Not around any more
It's not your place
Honestly"
She ends the song and bows as everyone starts to clap. Hermione walks of the stage smiling slightly as Dumbledore walked past her and winked. She walks over to a chair and falls in it taking deep breaths.
'I cant believe I just did that' she thought.
Some one puts there arms around her from behind and rests there chin on her shoulder. She stiffens slightly before recognizing the smell of sandalwood and brooms.
"you were amazing, love." he says.
"Thanks Gorge." she says pulling out of his embrace and standing up so she could hug the Weasley twin properly.
"What was that song about anyway?" Gorge asks. Hermione smiles slightly.
"All the things mean anyone has ever said to me and how they don't effect me any more and that we are all the same. Its thanks to you that it doesn't affect me any more by the way." she says.
"Well then, your welcome." Gorge says before kissing her.
End
