Hello Friendlys,

Here is the third songfic... I'm kind of following a plot line in this. Thank you for the kind comments. Be sure to keep reviewing, then you keep getting new chapters ;) Plez review my other writtings 2. Also, if you want to request a song and a couple (Any song, any couple will do) please do it. I will do a songfic for you... Anyways: the song is Tear Drops on My Guitar by Taylor swift

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x0x kayt :)


Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be

Friends. That ruined my whole time at Hogsmead. Friends. Well that wasn't the only thing that ruined it. Friends. We are friends. My smile is so big you would've thought he would know it was fake. Just Friends. Friends.

I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without

The other thing that ruined my trip to Hogsmead. Her. That superficial, know-it-all, I think I'm perfect, blonde haired, (A/N I have nothing against blonde people, I'm partially blonde myself…:)) pure blooded, sorry excuse for a human being, shallow, idiotic, girl. UGHHGHGH I HATE HER. I wish a hole in the earth would swallow her. Yes, she has made the list of ten people I could live without.

Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's just so damn funny
That I can't even see anyone when he's with me

"I'm not laughing, my full name is Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy. And shut up." He told me. We sat by the lake, it was our secret spot. No one could find us here.

"I didn't say anything." I scrunched my nose looking at him confused.

"But you were going to. You always have something to say." Another stupid, perfect smirk crossed his face. I laugh. That's all I can do with him. Laugh. After about an hour we walk up and pretend to fight. And even though I find it highly unbelievable, James, Al, and the rest of my half male half ape cousins are gullible enough to believe anything I tell them. We walked into the empty courtyard, well what I thought was an empty courtyard. How could I be so involved in our argument to not see James. I walk right into him. He hugged me against his chest. Even though we always annoy each other, he treats me about the same as he does Lily. Like a young baby, who can't fend for themselves. I then felt his chest tighten as he looked up.

"Buzz off Malfoy." His voice was dangerously low.

"What's it to you Potter, Weasley can't fend for herself? Is Weasley scared?" Scorpius taunted. That's what I hated about Scorpius the most. One minute he's nice, the next he's a stalker, and the next he wishes I could fall off the face of the earth. I'm not kidding either. The other day he switched my potion ingredients and made my skin turn blue. I saw James clench his fists into a tight ball. Then before I could stop him, he socked Scorpius, right on the spot.

"James, don't, he's not worth it." I dragged his away, reveling Scorpius's bleeding nose.

"Stay away from my family." James hissed.

"Oh, don't worry, I wouldn't waste my precious time on half-bloods." He sneered. I HATE SCORPIUS MALFOY. I HATE HIM. I HATE HIM. I HATE THE FACT I LOVE HIM. BUT MORE DEFINANTLY, I HATE HIM!!

He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night

The next day he was glued to that blonde idiot. I mean, to the point where it looked like she didn't have a face. He raised his eyebrows as I walked by. What is his problem? I go to the library and stayed there until about, I don't know, a minute. It came, more importantly, they came. I picked up my books and walked to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. It would be abandoned. This late at night, none of my cousins would look there. And since I'm a prefect, I have an excuse.

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

"Did I hear someone cryyyyyyyyyyinnnnngggggggg??" Moaning Myrtle, well, moaned. I wiped the tears from my eyes, so she wouldn't see.

"Oh, it's you, of the Weasley kind I presume…" She sighed. "I was hoping it would be that Malfoy, he comes in here quite a bit. Umhum. He is a good plate to look at, isn't he?" I stood up. She floated around and around, making me feel like I should sit down again.

"Malfoy comes in here?" I questioned.

"Yes, quite often actually. He says something about being taunted and a stupid flower. A lily perhaps, no, a, a, a Fleur. No, not possible, that means flower. Maybe a Carnation or Lavender. Or maybe a Violet, or a Holly. Maybe, just maybe, Saffron, or Ivy…" She kept saying flower names, I lost track after a while. All I could think about him crying. You can't imagine him crying. He looks way to, I don't know, tough. But that's not the right word to describe him, it's more like no emotional capacity what so ever. It's just impossible to picture.

"Does he cry?" I asked interrupting her.

"No, not really, I swear I heard him sniffle once. He is quite aggressive when he wants to be, isn't he?" She asked softly. I nodded.

"Well, I better be going, my family will wonder where I am."

"Fine!" She yelled. I forced my hands over my ears. "Just leave little old me, to be loooooonnnnnnllleeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyy…" She sobbed. "And tell that James Potter I'm looking for him…" She winked. I tried to hold back my puke.

"Yeah, he's got a girlfriend." I tried to reason, saving my idiotic cousin's skin.

"Oh, that makes me feel like a naughty girl." Myrtle giggled as bubbles appeared out of her mouth.

"He doesn't like you." I stated the truth, although it might hurt.

"That means he loves ME." She forced angrily. "Bye!" She giggled.

Oh my God, I swear I will never go in there again. I wish I knew what Scorpius does in there…

Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be

Even though I HATE him, he can still take my breath away. I don't get it. I convince myself to hate him, and it doesn't work. It bugs me. He's just so perfect. UHHHH. There's that perfect word to describe him again, PERFECT. He walks right past me. With that stupidly perfect smirk on his face. It's STUPID. I turn around, seeing her snake her arms around his neck. The nerve of it.

She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky

She just kisses him, in the middle of the hallway. It's repulsive. Who does that? It bugs me... Why does his life affect mine so much? It's bugging me. I leave, and walk up to my bed. I bet his mirror eyes are mirroring her reflection. I bet her shrill voice is whispering Scorpy! HAHAHAHA! Uh, the nerve of her. I bet he's kissing her, so you can't see her face. The way he use to accuse me of doing when I was with Jack McLaggen. The hypocrite. She probably doesn't even realize how many people would die to be in her place right now. Even better, she probably does. That's why she does it in the hallway.

So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight

I turn off the light, and try to stop thinking of him, but of course he invades my dreams. I wish I could sleep, but I can't. I sit up thinking about the situation. Thinking that I should get a boyfriend.

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart

I wake up and don't bother to move. I have BHS. Broken Hearted Syndrome. He's the only one who could do this to me. I don't get it. I don't even like him that much. Only a little. I would be lying if I said I like him, because I hate him. Yes, I hate him.

He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into..

"Rose, we need to talk." I turn to see Al with a stern look on his face.

"Ok." I walk over to the fountain with Al.

"Do you like Scorpius?" I inwardly cursed words worse than then the worse words.

"No." I stated quickly, I walked away. I didn't know where I was going, but I just walked.

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see

He smirked at me as I walked back. I was tired of fighting this war. I put on a huge smile.