Friends
It was eighth year, done from war. Hermione, was distraught. For the past, well…. Forever, Ron was making it his life mission to be her girlfriend. When in reality, it would never happen. I mean she felt like he was her brother for gods sakes. Also she only had her eye on one person, though she wasn't thinking about that now.
She had her mind occupied by the mere fact that Professor Mcgonagall, made a talent show that every 8th year had to participate in. She had no idea what to do.
She suddenly had a thought. What if I hit 2 birds with 1 stone.
She had her plan.
She was getting ready, wearing a midnight blue halter top, fit and flare dress with a leather motorcycle jacket, and open toed heels. Her hair pulled into a mane of bushy, small curls, smokey eyes and a 3 piercings on both ears. She hadn't been paying attention to the other acts. She vaguley, remembered Harry's act, singing.
She had heard her name being called up, it was time to begin. The lights turned off, with one blue spotlight pointed were she was going to stand. She walked up from behind the stage. Hermione heard gasps from people, because of her appearance.
She walked up to the microphone, when the music started.
Ooooh-oh, ooooh-woh
Ooooh-oh, ooooh-woh
You say you love me, I say you crazy
Were nothing more than friends
You're not my lover, more like a lover
I've known you since we were like ten, yeah
The audience gasped as they realised what the song was about. Her crush looked at with slight surprise on his usually stoic face.
Don't mess it up, talking that shit
Only going to push me away, that's it
When you say you love me, that make me crazy
Here we go again
Ron's face had fury, and anger on it. I guess he thought I was playing hard to get.
Don't go look at me with that look in your eye
You really ain't going away without a fight
You can't be reasoned with, I'm done being polite
I've told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times
People were done staring I thought in the back of my head briefly, they were cheering for me.
Haven't I made it obvious
Haven't I made it clear
Want me to spell it out for you
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
Haven't I made it obvious
Haven't I made it clear
Want me to spell it out for you
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
I looked Ron in the eye the entire song. I laughed on the inside because of his expression.
Haven't you got no shame? You looking insane
Turning up at my door
Its two in the morning, the rain is pouring
Haven't we been here before?
Don't mess it up, talking that shit
Only going to push me away, that's it
When you say you love me, that make me crazy
Here we go again
I was dancing, giving the indication that I thought he was insane.
Don't go look at me with that look in your eye
You really ain't going away without a fight
You can't be reasoned with, I'm done being polite
I've told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times
I count on my fingers and roll my eyes at him condescendingly
Haven't I made it obvious
Haven't I made it clear
Want me to spell it out for you
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
Haven't I made it obvious
Haven't I made it clear
Want me to spell it out for you
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
Ron was getting more and more furious by the second.
Haven't you got no shame? You looking insane
Turning up at my door
Its two in the morning, the rain is pouring
Haven't we been here before?
Don't go look at me with that look in your eye
You really ain't going away without a fight
You can't be reasoned with, I'm done being polite
I've told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times
Haven't I made it obvious(Haven't I made it)
Haven't I made it clear(Haven't i made it clear)
Want me to spell it out for you
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
Haven't I made it obvious
Haven't I made it clear(Haven't I?)
Want me to spell it out for you(To spell it out to you)
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
That's how you fucking spell friends
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
Get that shit inside your head
No, no, yeah, uh, ahh
I look at him with a cold glint in my firewhiskey colored eyes, as I stared at him dead cold.
Haven't I made it obvious(Haven't I made it)
Haven't I made it clear(Haven't i made it clear)
Want me to spell it out for you
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
Haven't I made it obvious
Haven't I made it clear(Haven't I?)
Want me to spell it out for you(To spell it out to you)
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
I finished the song, everyone was going wild. I calmly walk off the stage. Ron walked up to me, angry.
I replied to his look "What?"
He said something he should have never said, "You should be begging at my feet for forgiveness, mudblood."
I, gave him my, 'you just made the biggest mistake of your like' look, kneed him in the balls, then gave him an impotency curse for the rest of his life. He kneeled to the ground in pain. I then walked off calmly, to the Head girl and boy dorm rooms. I knew that tomorrow everyone would be looking at me differently.