Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and I don't own American Hi-Fi, so there for I do not own the song 'Flavor of the Week'.

Flavor of the Week

She paints her nails and she don't know
he's got her best friend on the phone

Hermione and Ron had been going out for two months now. He was all Hermione could think about. She had waited so long for that moment, for him to ask her out.

Everyone knew that Ron only really liked her for that first few days, except Hermione.


she'll wash her hair
his dirty clothes are all he gives to her

Everything Ron asked her to do, she would do. It was horrible for anyone to watch. Whenever anyone would try to say something to Her about it, she would laugh at them and say they should stop pulling stupid jokes.


and he's got posters on the wall
of all the girls he wished she was

Ron had no problem with telling everybody about Hermione's flaws. He even started to point out to Hermione all the things that other girls had that she didn't.

and he means everything to her

Everyone wanted to stop him. Nobody did anything. That everybody included the Slytherin King, Draco Malfoy. He of course didn't care until he saw Ron hit Hermione when she caught him with Cho Chang.


her boyfriend, he don't know
anything about her
he's too stoned, Nintendo

Ron had of course picked up the muggle art of drug taking. He did it all now… weed, cocaine, heroine, crystal meth…it was surprising that he hadn't over dosed and killed himself yet.


I wish that I could make her see
she's just the flavor of the weak

Draco was tired of it. It surprised him, after hating her so much over the years at Hogwarts he couldn't understand why he didn't want her to be in this kind of pain anymore. All he knew is it wasn't right and he wanted to beat Ron's ass up and throw him off the Astronomy tower.


it's Friday night and she's all alone
he's a million a miles away

she's dressed to kill

Hermione had gotten used to Ron leaving all the time saying he needed quality time to talk to himself and get to know his inner self better…what a load of bullshit. She knew that he went off to go shoot up and fuck some other girls brains out. She just couldn't bring herself to end it. She felt like some small, scared little girl. She knew that she should just go up to him and punch him in the face and then never speak to him again…but she couldn't.

the TV's on
he's connected to the sound

Everything she did, he watched. He felt that it was ok for him to cheat and lie and sin, but the minute she did any of that stuff…she was a dead witch walking.

and he's got pictures on the wall
of all the girls he's loved before
and she knows all his favorite songs

Hermione was the first one to know about all his lovers. She still cared about him anyways. Draco couldn't stand it. The Hermione he knew wouldn't do this. She fight him like she was some kung fu master…probably read about the moves in a book and mastered them all…but no. If anything, her grades were dropping.

her boyfriend, he don't know
anything about her

She had changed. Almost everything about her was different. Everyone noticed the sudden change in her appearance except the one person she wanted it to.


he's too stoned, Nintendo
I wish that I could make her see
she's just the flavor of the weak

Draco swore that he was going crazy. He had practically made it his top priority to make her happy. He couldn't stand this; it was the worst kind of torture he could be put through. He was going to get Weasley for this if it was the last thing he did.


yeah!

Harry had noticed of course the gradual change in Malfoy. He had been walking down to the library one night because he was looking for Hermione, he found her. Ron had been with Cho Chang and Hermione walked in on them. Ron hit her. Harry could tell that Ron was doped up. Then out of the corner of his eye he saw a flash of blonde. He looked over into one of the corners and saw Malfoy over there. He looked about ready to feed Ron to the giant squid. Ever since that night Harry had seen the change in Malfoy. He was being not only civil to everybody but his grades were slipping. He was the second most anal person he had ever met when it came to grades. Whenever he saw Ron with Hermione, he would get red with anger and stalk off to hit something.

her boyfriend, he don't know
anything about her

Hermione had changed a lot too. Ron never noticed. She became quieter but she began to care more about what she looked like. She would straighten out her hair every morning so that it was in loose curls and she had shortened up her skirt a bit. Her blouses were tighter and se started wearing a light amount of make-up. Every guy (and most of the girls) had noticed the change. She kept trying to empress Ron but he never noticed any of it.


he's too stoned, he's too stoned
he's too stoned, he's too stoned

her boyfriend, he don't know
anything about her
he's too stoned, Nintendo

Nobody ever questioned why Draco was walking around with bruised and bloody knuckles. They never paid much attention to him anymore. He had taken to shoving himself into they very back corner of the library trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with him. He questioned everything…why was this happening? Why is Weasley such an ass? Why can't Hermione listen to everyone and get the fuck away from him? Why the fuck did he care so much? Why has Potter taken a sudden interest in me? WHY THE HELL ISN'T HE DOING ANYTHING FOR HERMIONE?

i wish that i could make her see
she's just the flavor of the weak

Draco ran his fingers through his hair. He has been doing this a lot more lately. He threw off his robe and loosened his tie. His hair was messed up and he knew it. He didn't care anymore. He saw a few third year hufflepuffs point and laugh at him. He stood up and walked over to them, bloody knuckles and all. They were scared shitless, he was at least a foot taller then them. He asked them what the fuck was so funny. They said nothing. He told them that he didn't care what they said because no matter what it was, they could take it and shove it up there ass. Then he told them to go fuck themselves. He turned around and strode back to his seat. There was Potter sitting at his table.


yeah she's the flavor of the weak

I asked Potter what the hell he wanted and told him he should be in class. He said that shouldn't the head boy be in class too, something about setting examples or something. Then he said the reason he was here was that Snape sent him but hat didn't matter because he really wanted to talk to me anyways. I asked him what he wanted to talk about. He said one word and one word only. It took my breath away and made me fall into my chair. We both knew at that moment what it meant.

she makes me weak

"Hermione"

"Shut up Potter…"

A/N: I hope you like it. I wrote it in my mad writers block that I seem to have created against my other stories and well this song is stuck in my head…and I just realized tonight that it is a pretty good song. Anyways I was thinking maybe of writing a sort of sequel to this that isn't a song fic…you know to tell you what happens next. Well review and tell me what you think and if I should write the sequel thing.