A/N: Hi folks! Just a little songfic for you all! My mate Leanne will like this I think… Bowling For Soup are just so nifty!!! By the way, Mr Granger always has been, and always will be, more evil than Snape and Voldy put together. Therefore he's a bad-ass guy.
R/Hr forever!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own this song, Bowling For Soup do, though I did change the words ever so slightly, you'll probably see where! I also have no hope as to ever owning Harry Potter, however much I want.
Running From Your Dad by Xodox
Summer With The Grangers
"Remember the summertime, we were swingin'
On the front porch out in the rain,"
Ron was sat with his arm cautiously round Hermione's shoulders, grinning madly. She smiled back warmly and hugged him tightly.
"It was Sunday, you were all dressed up again,
And we made out under the windowpane,"
They slowly sat closer together and soon were kissing each other passionately.
"And I can still see your dad,
Runnin' after me with a shovel in his hands!
I don't remember much after that,"
Hermione froze as she saw her father snorting like a wild bull with red eyes behind Ron.
Ron whimpered and ran when he saw the large metal shovel in Mr granger's hands.
"Dad, stop it!!!" Cried Hermione, desperately, "Oh no, run, Ron, RUN!!!!!!!!"
Ron ran as fast as his legs could carry him but Mr Granger was powered on anger and ran up behind him, then, he promptly cracked Ron on the head with the shovel.
Ron wobbled and fell face first into the mud. Mr Granger nodded harshly while muttering angry threats at him and walking away.
"La la la la, la la la la,
Oh oh oh oh"
Christmas With The Grangers Ron smiled at Hermione happily as he handed over the large box. She gasped at its size and tore off the paper expectantly."Remember on Christmas Eve you were cryin',
I guess you didn't really like the gifts,"
It revealed…
"Porno DVD's and see-through underwear,
I swear the twins are taking the piss!"
Ron gaped and gabbled incessantly about how it was the twin's fault and the prank they'd pulled.
"And I can still see your Dad,
Runnin' after me with a shovel in his hands,
I don't remember much after that,
La la la la
Oh oh oh oh"
When Ron woke up in a bed, he instantly felt blinding pain in the back of his head, twice this year he had been whacked on the head with that damn shovel. Twice! By the same guy!
"So I guess I'll just run away,
Run away, run away,
He's starting to catch up,
Run away, run away,
I think I might throw up,
Run away, run away!"
"And I can still see your Dad,
Runnin' after me with a shovel in his hands,
And I can still see your Dad,
Runnin' after me with a shovel in his hands,
I don't remember much after that,
La la la la,
Oh oh oh oh,"
But still, he'd snogged Hermione and a couple of the, uhh, sordid items courtesy of Fred and George had been pondered over by them both. And he wasn't dead yet, so that was a bonus, he thought as he nursed the scar from the tonnes of stitches in the back of his head.
This had to be the best year of his life!!!!!