I forgot the disclaimer last time I do not own Harry Potter that belongs to JK, I do not own the songs they belong to Taylor Swift!
"So why don't you…."
"…Sing us a happier song." The twins cheered loudly.
"Ok," Ginny sighed, "This one is called better than revenge." She climbed out of Bills lap, smirked evilly and began.
Spoken- Now go stand in the corner and think about what you did Just a little revenge
Her brothers grinned excitedly at the beginning, this sounded good.Sung- The story starts when it was hot and it was summer and...
I had it all, I had him right where I wanted him
She came along, got him alone and let's hear the applause
She took him faster than you could say "sabotage"
"This isn't more cheerful," George protested.
"Yea, it's just more upbeat," Fred agreed.
Ginny sighed and continued. I never saw it coming wouldn't have suspected it
I underestimated just who I was dealing with
She had to know the pain was beating in me like a drum
She underestimated just who she was stealing from
"What did you do to her?" Bill asked wearily.
"Nothing," Ginny said innocently. The trio were trying not to laugh. She's not a saint
And she's not what you think
She's an actress, whoa
But she's better known
For the things that she does
On the mattress, whoa
"Ginny," Her mother scolded. Ginny smirked, the adults and Fleur were shocked, and her brothers chuckling, the trio were laughing so hard they had tears in their eyes. Harry had fallen of his chair.
Soon she's gonna find
Stealing other people's toys
On the playground won't
Make you many friends
She should keep in mind
She should keep in mind
There is nothing I do better than revenge
"Ginny, I forbid you to do anything to this girl," Mrs Weasley scolded again
"Too late for that," Ginny smirked
"GINNY!"
She looks at life like it's a party and she's on the list
She looks at me like I'm a trend and she's so over it
Her brothers growled.
I think her ever present frown is a little troubling
she thinks I'm psycho 'cause I like to rhyme her name with things
"Ho," Ginny coughed. Harry fell of his chair again, laughing really hard. But sophistication isn't what you wear or who you know
Or pushing people down to get to where you wanna go
They wouldn't teach you that in prep school so it's up to me
But no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity
The trio was chocked with laughter.
"You know what she's on about, don't you," Remus said shrewdly. Harry nodded.
"Oh yes," He chocked out, tears of laughter running down his face. Remus shook his head.
She's not a saint
And she's not what you think
She's an actress, whoa
But she's better known
For the things that she does
On the mattress, whoa
"I can't believe you're insinuating this girl's a scarlet woman!" Mrs Weasley was outraged.
"She is," Ginny shot back, "She's slept with half the Hogwarts male population."
"And she'll properly sleep with the other half, or try to, next year," Hermione added. Harry and Ron looked terrified.
"I am so glad I'm not going back," Harry said fervently.
"At least you're immune to love potions," Ron shuddered, remembering his encounter with one.
"Wait, how do you know you're immune to love potions?" asked Tonks, interested. The trio and Ginny laughed again.
"We were playing truth or dare and I was dared to take to take one of the twins love potions," Harry explained, "Only it didn't work, they did it for Mione coz we all know that I'd never date her, no offense, but nothing changed, the potion didn't work and we tried it more than once," Harry shrugged, "We don't know why."
"We have a theory though," Hermione piped up, "Harry's immune to the imperious curse as well and they both have to do with self control and will."
"That makes sense," Remus mused.
"Now back to the song," The twins cheered. Ginny rolled her eyes but continued.
Soon she's gonna find
Stealing other people's toys
On the playground won't
Make you many friends
She should keep in mind
She should keep in mind
There's is nothing I do better than revenge
Mrs Weasley shook her head in disappointment.
I'm just another thing for you
To roll your eyes at, honey
You might have him but haven't you heard
I'm just another thing for you
To roll your eyes at, honey
You might have him but I always get the last word
"That's true," all Ginny's brothers chorused.
"Then it's the chorus again, but I can't be bothered singing it," Ginny said.
"Ok," Her brothers shrugged.
"So who's this guy you're hung up over?" asked Fleur
"No-one," Ginny said hurriedly, "Doesn't matter, I'm going to bed." She ran from the room up the stairs yelling, "Goodnight."
"Do you know?" Fleur turned to the trio. Hermione opened her mouth to answer but Ginny hurtled back down the stairs and slammed her hands over Ron and Hermione's mouths.
"No!"
"Harry?" Bill asked.
"I'm not telling you," Harry held his hands up in surrender, amused.
"See, Harry's nice," Ginny told Ron and Hermione with a glare. Both rolled their eyes.
"Right," Hermione drawled around Ginny's hand. Ginny glared daggers at her.
"Ok, ok," Bill said soothingly, trying to diffuse the situation, "We won't ask."
"Thank you," Ginny smiled, flopping back into the armchair.
"Sing another song," Tonks suggested.
"I'd have to go get my song book," Ginny said, trying to get out of singing.
"I'll go get it for you," Charlie suggested.
"No," Ginny yelped with terror, "That was like a diary to her, and it had a photo of her and Harry kissing in it.
"Wait isn't that the book the picture..." Hermione started.
"Yes," Ginny interrupted, glaring at her, Hermione seemed to be trying to tell her brothers about her and Harry.
"I thought that was your diary," Hermione said confused. Harry rolled his eyes.
"Oh yes Hermione," He drawled, "After everything she's going to write in a diary." Hermione went beet red and mumbled, "Sorry."
"It's like a diary though," Ginny said softly, "That's why it has that photo in it, and my songs tell my feeling like you would write in a diary."
"Thanks," Hermione mumbled, still slightly red.
"What photo?" asked Bill, "Can we see it?"
"No!" Ginny looked horrified, they couldn't see that photo, they'd kill Harry!
"Well, go get your book anyway and sing for us," Charlie whined.
"Sing Enchanted," Harry interrupted quickly, knowing why she didn't want her brothers to see her book, "Their not gonna give up until you sing another song."
"Nope," the Weasley boys grinned, but they were disappointed that they couldn't see Ginny's book.
"Thanks Harry," Ginny squealed, throwing herself him and hugging him tightly. Harry stiffened slightly before hugging her back softly and pushing her away with a warning look in his eyes.
"Sorry," Ginny mouthed quickly, then said aloud, "Ok I'll sing Enchanted." She took a deep breath and began.
