This is just something on a song I heard.

The songs good, this fanfic…not so much. It's really sloppy.

I don't own 'Astoria Greengreass and the Pure-Blood Prince'. Swish and Flick do.

I don't own Harry Potter, though I wish I did.

"Good night Scorpy," I whispered softly as I tucked in my sleeping four year old son.

He made no response. With his eyes closed and a peaceful express, he looked so young and innocent, which he was. But soon…soon he'd just be like that rascal of his father. I smiled fondly. As long as he turned out like his father had, I would be fine with it. But those teenage years…I was not looking forward to it.

As I left the room, closing the door softly, I heard laughter coming from the room adjacent. Checking the silencing charm on Scorpious's door, I investigated. My husband was laughing uncontrollably on our bed. "Draco…?" I looked at him questionably.

"Oh," he said, noticing me and calming down, though still chuckling, "Astoria. You have to hear this."

I sat next to him on the satin comforter, one leg dangling off the bed and the other underneath me. "Hear what?"

"Remember when that muggle wrote books on Potter?" he asked me.

"Of course; the ministry was in an uproar for weeks," I replied, still curious.

"Well, a muggle band wrote a song about us and Blaise sent it to me, using that weird contraption over there." He pointed to a small silver box-like structure.

"Ooh, we're famous," I said with a smile. "How does that thing play music…?"

"The 'play' button, of course." Draco smirked at me and flicked his wand.

Suddenly music began to play….

I've had bite marks on my neck each night ever since we got caught snogging in the library by Madame Pince

Asked me to be your girl and I was not hard to convince

I snorted. "If I remember correctly, it took a couple of years for you to convince me."

And you became my one and only pure blood prince

Shaking my head, I giggled, "Not my only pure blood prince."

Draco looked at me. "Who?"

"Blaise. You know that, silly." I reached over a ruffled his soft, blonde hair.

Draco made a face, forced me to lay down on the bed and then did the same.

That blissful night beneath the bleachers on the Quidditch pitch

Under the full moon glowing brightly like a golden snitch

I lay beneath you and basked in all your radiance

You shined above me and I bathed in all your brilliance

I laughed again. "What brilliance?"

Shine on me, shine on me, my perfect star

You're better than that stupid boy with the stupid scar

Shine on me, shine on me my perfect star

There's nothing in the sky shining brighter than you are

"At least someone recognizes my true radiance," Draco whispered to me.

You're the prince of the scene

You are my pure blood Slytherin dream

You're my king, I'm your queen

You are my pure blood Slytherin dream

"Nope; my dream was actually that really attractive Ravenclaw. Slytherins were too snobby for me."

In the corridors you act like I don't exist

"Yeah right! You wouldn't leave me alone."

But when we're all alone you say its me you can't resist

Told all your friends and now the whole school knows about

That night with you, and now the boys all think that I put out

"At least they understand what a git you are," I commented.

But they don't realize I only gave myself to you

Only you can make me do the crazy things we do

I've never really been with many other boys or men

I wasn't really into bondage, chains, or S and M

"Ick. As if I'd do anything like that with you."

"Thank you for making me feel special, darling," Draco said sarcastically, amused.

But something makes me feel so wonderfully good inside

When you dominate me like that when my hands are tied

I've been a bad girl and you give me what I deserve

You can punish me and I won't think you are a perv

"I think you're a pervert without you doing those things!"

You're the prince of the scene

You are my pure blood Slytherin dream

You're my king, I'm your queen

You are my pure blood Slytherin dream

We share a mutual hatred of Ronald Weasley

"I liked him! He was adorable!"

Draco made an unhappy noise.

You can put a hex on Hermione to please me

I was so happy when you kicked Harry in the face

He thinks he's hot 'cause he's the savior of the wizard race

"And you think you're so 'hot' because you're a Malfoy," I mused.

I understand that you're a little disenchanted

With the Death Eaters who took you for granted

You couldn't bring yourself to use the killing curse

And now the dark lord is mad at you to make things worse

"At least that got something right," Draco murmured, holding me tighter.

I blushed.

I'll do my best to protect you from you know who

But don't expect me to put my life on the line for you

I would do anything for love but I won't do that

"Or not…" he amended.

I'm a pure blood princesses, not your freaking door mat

I giggled.

You're the prince of the scene

You are my pure blood Slytherin dream

You're my king, I'm your queen

You are my pure blood Slytherin dream

You put me down, you pull my hair but I don't care

"I did care!" I protested. "You were an obnoxious bully!"

You are my pure blood Slytherin dream

I know that this thing is gonna last forever

Trelawney told me that we're destined to be together

"That old bat?" Draco snorted.

"Be nice."

We'll share the joys of life and all the laughter

And we will live evilly ever after

Evilly ever after

"'Evilly ever after'?" I repeated as I squirmed from Draco's grasp. "I understand that this is no happily ever after, but it's not evil."

"Take that back!" Draco grabbed me again.

Giggling, I said, "It's not happily ever after. It's wonderfully ever after."

Okay, lame, I know. Not very funny, but I wanted to do something on this song. Someone should go and do a better one! Someone who has a lot more humor skills than I do.

Review! But don't be too mean…I put this together in about ten minutes, to my defense, and I already know that it's awful.

Thanks for taking the time to read!

-Princess Mariana :)