A/N: I had to break the monotony. Hopefully very soon I will finish My Son. The lyrics are Girl Next door by Saving Jane. (Which… I like a lot better than You Belong to Me) I don't own anything. Please R/R.
Small town homecoming queen
She's the star in this scene
There's no way to deny she's lovely
Perfect skin, perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside she's ugly
Maybe I'm just jealous
I can't help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her
Pansy and Draco were sitting in the Great Hall, the Granger wench walked by and Pansy caught Draco looking out of the corner of his eye. "I hear she was the homecoming queen back at her muggle school. What is that anyway?" He murmured.
Pansy sighed and glared at Hermione from across the Hall, she had everything. She was smart and funny and everyone liked her, not to mention she was bloody beautiful. Pansy hated her.
She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader I'm sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk I'm sleeping on the floor
She's Miss America and I'm just the girl next door
At the Quidditch game Pansy sat in the Slytherin benches, she could see Hermione in the next tower over. She was reading a book, looking up in the sky every couple of seconds to check the status of the game. She doesn't even care. Yet everyone acts like she's Merlin's gift. Pansy turned and cheered loudly for Draco.
Senior class president
She must be heaven sen
tShe was never the last one standing
A backseat debutant
Everything that you want
Never to harsh or too demanding
Maybe I'll admit it
I'm a little bitter
Everybody loves her but I just wanna hit her
Head Girl! Dumbledore had given Hermione Head Girl. Daft, she had always thought that man was daft. Sometimes Pansy wondered if Hermione was a little too perfect. All that perfection in one person couldn't be healthy. It couldn't be natural. Maybe she cast a spell on everyone… Not Pansy. Pansy wanted to deck that pretty little face of hers.
She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader I'm sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk I'm sleeping on the floor
She's Miss America and I'm just the girl next door
Oh and I'm just the girl next door
Draco came around the corner and smiled at Pansy. "Hello Love." He took her hand and kissed her gently on the cheek, "Where have you been?"
I don't know why I'm feeling sorry for myself
I spend all my time wishing that I was someone else
"Nowhere. Just… thinking." Pansy smiled and kissed Draco back. They walked hand in hand down the corridor back to the Slytherin common room.
She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader I'm sitting in the stands
I get a little bit, she gets a little more
She's Miss America and... she's Miss America
I'm just the girl next door...
Hermione watched from the shadows, why couldn't she have a loving boyfriend like that? Sometimes she was really jealous of Pansy….