Hey everyone! This is my very first story and it's a song fic! It's short sweet and t the point!Yeahh buddy.I heard this song and I thought it would be cute so I wrote a story about it! I'm sorry if this has already been done, but oh well. This is an AU fic so if you don't like that... why are you still reading? It's about Ron dateing Fleur Delacour, and Hermione being sad and depressed and what not! So if you don't like it bite me!... ok well have a nice read!

Disclaimer: You know the drill not mine yadda yadda yadda. The song belongs to Wicked: the musical! YEAHHH!

I'm not that girl

You know it's kind of funny. It's funny how you don't know what you have until it's gone( or in this case could have had). It's funny how one person could hold the key that unlocks your entire world, and your too blind to notice it's sucnifigence. And, funniest of all, the fact that such a smart girl can be so... well... dumb. I could have had his whole heart. It's to late now, and there's no time for regrets. I'm smart enough that when life gives me lemons, I take out the acid and transfigure it to make a cure for cancer. But I'm too stupid to notice the best thing that would ever happen to me was slipping between my fingers. Aww who am I kidding he never loved me. He loves her, and why wouldn't he? She's smart and funny and gracefull, and beautiful. I knew the moment I saw them together. They belong to together. I would give everything to him if I was the one he loved, but I'm not that girl.

Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl:

Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl

Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in

Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that girl:

Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl:

Yeah I'm not that girl, I love you Ron Weasley...

THE END

Only CONSTRUCTIVE citisim please it's my first one! Thanks for reading!

Luv always,

!Andrea-Christene!