Disclaimer: NONE of the Harry Potter characters belong to me. They are property of J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. I do not own the Backstreet Boys either (I wish) or any of their songs.
A/N: I am not against D/H, I actually quite like the idea, but he and Hermi were the only people that worked with this song. Hope ya like it!
** BLAH, BLAH, BLAH** = LYRICS
Get Another Boyfriend
A Harry Potter Song Fic to a Backstreet Boys Song
**Let's talk about one, baby, you gotta hear me out**
"Hermione, LISTEN TO ME!" Harry practically screamed at the shocked and surprised Hermione. He grabbed her and turned her to face him, his hands grasping her shoulders holding her to the spot.
"What is your problem, Harry? You've been really jittery lately…" Hermione was frightened of Harry's tense muscles, flaring nostrils, and red face.
**Do you really wanna be the last to know what it's all about**
"You have to understand, you are not in a good position right now," Harry began to explain.
I'll say. I don't like being held in front of the raging bull named Harry, Hermione thought to herself.
"You're totally oblivious as to what is happening," Harry sighed, a concerned look on his face.
"I am?" obviously he was right.
**Let's talk about two. You say he's the essence of your life**
"I suggest you sit down," he said, looking at her with concern. "It's about Draco."
"Oh, God, Harry. I'm not breaking up with him just because he's your enemy! He's changed!" she exclaimed, getting all hot and bothered.
"So you say. You also say he's your everything and you 'just couldn't live without him'. Live without him my—"
"Harry!" she cut him off.
**But he'll eat you up from inside slow, and then he doesn't wanna know**
"He's using you Hermione! Don't you see?!" Harry exclaimed. He couldn't let her find out the hard way.
"You are such a jealous little… ugh! I hate it when you do this!" She looked like she was about to cry and her words faltered.
**I'm tellin' you he'll eat you up from inside, and then he doesn't wanna know**
"I'm not lying to you Hermione! It's the truth! He doesn't care about you! He cares about his reputation! He's using you!" He wished she'd listen.
"You… you… you're so full… of it…" she was trying to hide her cracking words and watery eyes. "It's not true! It's not! It's not possible!"
**Listen, I meant it, there's nothing that he's worthy of**
"Don't deny it Herm! He's untrue to you! He doesn't deserve a wonderful girl like you!"
"Let me go!" Hermione was squirming in Harry's grasp, trying to break free so she could go cry into her pillow in her bed. She wanted to get away from the horrible news.
**He's just another player, playing in the name of love**
"Well, if it's true, then who's the 'lucky girl'?" she said sarcastically.
"I don't want you to get hurt…"
"If you don't want me to get hurt then just tell me for God's sake! Stalling doesn't help, Mr. I-don't-want!" Hermione screamed at Harry, her face turning purple with frustration, disappointment, and anger.
"It's… it's… Lavender…" and he just let it sink in.
**I've seen enough, now this must come to and end. Get another boyfriend**
"This has slipped too far! It's almost to the point of no return! You have to stop him now, before it's too late!"
Hermione just sat in the chair, curled in a ball, her chin on her knees, rocking back and forth as if she'd just lost her sanity.
"It's gonna be alright, you just have to get someone else. Someone that cares; that truly loves you."
**Let's talk about what he's done to become your number one**
"Has he ever actually even done something purely and solely for you?" Harry queried the rocking ball. The rocking ball's answer was a single tear.
**Or was it all the promises of diamonds, pearls, and party dresses that turned you on**
"What do you see in him? His 'charming good looks'? That can't be possible… Is it his money? But your parents are dentists... they earn plenty of money! What is it? That he got you those diamond earrings for your birthday? Just to let you know, I heard him talking. He stole them from his mother!" Harry was getting into this one sided conversation.
"Shut up! You don't know Draco!" Hermione cried, clutching herself as if she were freezing.
**I've seen it before, don't take anymore. Three, two you're through for sure**
"This is exactly what he did to Parvati! Don't you remember? When she found out and tried to make a stand, he put her in intensive care! For God's sake, Hermione! Face it, the show's over. It's ending before it even gets the chance to a true start. I don't want to see you in Madam Pomfrey's for two months!"
Hermione just continued to rock back and forth, her tear stained face buried in her robes.
**Just go get on with your life, stop acting like you've given up. I'm tellin' you—go get on with your life; stop acting like you've given up**
"Break up with him! Go on! Don't stay in the same place forever! Don't think he's the only guy you can get! I know tons of guys that would kill to date you. I'm not talking lies!" the one thing that Harry had in common with Uncle Vernon was that his face got purple if he got extremely angry or frustrated. The violet was rising to his scar.
"Will you just be quiet for even one minute?! You love hearing your own voice don't you? The best noise is silence. Now let it through!" Hermione was just as angry and frustrated, except her face was red from crying.
**Listen I mean it, there's nothing that he's worthy of. He's just another player, playing in the name of love. I've seen enough, this must come to an end. Get another boyfriend**
Harry gave Hermione her moment of silence, then whispered,
"Listen to my words. Let them soak in."
**Hear me out, you must know what it's all about, baby. He's just a player in love**
"I listened. Too much, Harry. Too much," the tears had stopped, but Hermione still continued to sniff.
**This must come to an end. Get another boyfriend**
"Hermione, I'm going to tell you this one more time," Harry took a deep breath. Arguing had taken the air out of him. "Get another boyfriend."
And that last time was what it took. Hermione finally let the truth in, and she simply nodded. Giving Harry the pleasure of knowing that she was going to be okay.
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A/N: So? How'd ya like it? I welcome flames, AS LONG AS THEY ARE JUSTIFIED. You must back them up. Tell me why it sucks if it does, and possibly how I might be able to improve it. Don't just say "That was the worst song fic I've ever read!". Tell me WHY. I'm not trying to sound like a schoolteacher. I'm asking for back-up so that I can improve my writing. It's called CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM. Know it well, jedi, and may the force be with you. Hee hee. Sorry. I couldn't resist