Pretty Girls (Simon and Milo)
Disclaimer: if I owned the song, and RW/HG 's...why would I be writing a
disclaimer?? WHY!?!!?
G/N: thaz rite star..we own nothing. do we have any prozac.I feel suicidal
S/N: please excuse gypsy.she's having trouble w/ herself
If I were a dentist I would take the opportunity to look in your mouth,
Maybe then I might better understand just what you're talking about.
And if my X-ray picture showed the proper information
I'd be back @ the start
Cause every time I try to talk to you my words keep falling apart
"Hey Ron! How was Divination, and where's Harry?" the most perfect person on the planet said to me.
"I have no idea to either question, I slept through Divination and Harry is chasing Cho Chang again." I replied, feeling like an idiot.
**Why do I always feel like such a blundering idiot around Hermione, why? ::duh.I like her, but why can't I just tell her:: She's so pretty that I melt in front of her**
"Ron, hello Ron, what are you staring at?"
"She's so pretty that I melt in front of her.' I trailed off.
**Oh crap!, Did I seriously say that out loud??**
"What, are you thinking about Fleur again?" Hermione accused.
"Of course not."
**I wonder if she's thinking about Krum**
Pretty girls make me nervous
Pretty girls make me nervous
Pretty girls make me nervous
When they're as pretty as you
~~That Night~~
**I can't believe I almost said that in front of Hermione. Good thing she has no idea that I like her so much. I wonder if she fancies me. Damn, I sound like a girl. (A/N: you think I know how a guy thinx. I had to add it) I should ask her, but I can't. Why am I such a wuss? Fred, George, Bill, Charlie, and even Percy weren't afraid to talk to the girl they fancied. Tomorrow I will tell her... I'll just talk to her like I would Ginny. :: Except that I'm not in love with my sister. And there's no way that Ginny will ever be that pretty, or that smart, or (on and on)**
If I were a surgeon I'd do an operation to examine your heart,
I'd check to see if you and me could really ever move beyond the very start.
And if my diagnosis came up positive, I'd still be only dreaming of you,
Cause approaching you is something that I'd never have the guts to do.
**I wonder if Ron likes me, I care about him so much. If he doesn't, then why does he flirt so much. And why did he blurt out what he did. Something's up. I'll ask him tomorrow. Maybe. Why is this so hard? It was never this hard in any book for someone to say that they liked another. And then, on top of it, they can say it in some lyrical, flowery way. I'll just talk to him tomorrow, just like I do with Harry. ::but he's nothing like Harry. Harry's not that funny, or that handsome. Those two are so different. Kind of like me and Ginny::
Pretty girls make me nervous
Pretty girls make me nervous
Pretty girls make me nervous
When they're as pretty as you
And in my award winning dream
I'd perform like I was on a movie screen
As I casually pop the question
"Hermione, would you like to go out for coffee with me and Harry?"
"Ron, you know I don't drink coffee."
"Well, would you if you did?"
"I don't know Ron. I don't know."
I was crushed, end of story. It was worse than a no. But maybe, she's not sure.
If I were a lawyer I would argue for the right to kiss you passionately.
And if I were a teacher I would re-write history so you would end up with me.
And if I were an architect I'd be busy drawing up the perfect plan
But all of these things I'm not, so alone is the only thing I am
"Hey Ginny, I think your brother is trying to ask me out. But I'm afraid that he's just bored and wants to do something. Cause he threw Harry's name in."
"Well, do you want me to come then?" asked Ginny, eager to do something with her boyfriend.
"No, I want it to be just me and Ron, but I think he feels the exact opposite way."
"Harry, do you think I was stupid in asking out Hermione?"
"Ron, you're always stupid." Said my best friend.
"No, I think she was too afraid to say that she hates me, and that's why she said she doesn't know. Why don't you ask Ginny to ask Hermione? Please?? I'll help you out in History of Magic!"
"Ron, you don't even take notes, and your grades are the same as mine, and you steal Hermione's and cram right before the test. You might as well just ask Ginny."
"NO BLOODY WAY that I'm asking my sister that. I'll never hear the end of it."
"but Ron."
"Screw it, I'll just ask Hermione."
Pretty girls make me nervous
Pretty girls make me nervous
Pretty girls make me nervous
When they're as pretty as you
"Hermione, I need to talk to you."
"Good Ron, cause there's something I need to ask you."
(A/N: the coffee thing doesn't belong to me, it's part of the song.I have absolutely NO IDEA if they like coffee. And, I'm not much for the H/G thing, I'm more like a G/D shipper)
If I were a dentist I would take the opportunity to look in your mouth,
Maybe then I might better understand just what you're talking about.
And if my X-ray picture showed the proper information
I'd be back @ the start
Cause every time I try to talk to you my words keep falling apart
"Hey Ron! How was Divination, and where's Harry?" the most perfect person on the planet said to me.
"I have no idea to either question, I slept through Divination and Harry is chasing Cho Chang again." I replied, feeling like an idiot.
**Why do I always feel like such a blundering idiot around Hermione, why? ::duh.I like her, but why can't I just tell her:: She's so pretty that I melt in front of her**
"Ron, hello Ron, what are you staring at?"
"She's so pretty that I melt in front of her.' I trailed off.
**Oh crap!, Did I seriously say that out loud??**
"What, are you thinking about Fleur again?" Hermione accused.
"Of course not."
**I wonder if she's thinking about Krum**
Pretty girls make me nervous
Pretty girls make me nervous
Pretty girls make me nervous
When they're as pretty as you
~~That Night~~
**I can't believe I almost said that in front of Hermione. Good thing she has no idea that I like her so much. I wonder if she fancies me. Damn, I sound like a girl. (A/N: you think I know how a guy thinx. I had to add it) I should ask her, but I can't. Why am I such a wuss? Fred, George, Bill, Charlie, and even Percy weren't afraid to talk to the girl they fancied. Tomorrow I will tell her... I'll just talk to her like I would Ginny. :: Except that I'm not in love with my sister. And there's no way that Ginny will ever be that pretty, or that smart, or (on and on)**
If I were a surgeon I'd do an operation to examine your heart,
I'd check to see if you and me could really ever move beyond the very start.
And if my diagnosis came up positive, I'd still be only dreaming of you,
Cause approaching you is something that I'd never have the guts to do.
**I wonder if Ron likes me, I care about him so much. If he doesn't, then why does he flirt so much. And why did he blurt out what he did. Something's up. I'll ask him tomorrow. Maybe. Why is this so hard? It was never this hard in any book for someone to say that they liked another. And then, on top of it, they can say it in some lyrical, flowery way. I'll just talk to him tomorrow, just like I do with Harry. ::but he's nothing like Harry. Harry's not that funny, or that handsome. Those two are so different. Kind of like me and Ginny::
Pretty girls make me nervous
Pretty girls make me nervous
Pretty girls make me nervous
When they're as pretty as you
And in my award winning dream
I'd perform like I was on a movie screen
As I casually pop the question
"Hermione, would you like to go out for coffee with me and Harry?"
"Ron, you know I don't drink coffee."
"Well, would you if you did?"
"I don't know Ron. I don't know."
I was crushed, end of story. It was worse than a no. But maybe, she's not sure.
If I were a lawyer I would argue for the right to kiss you passionately.
And if I were a teacher I would re-write history so you would end up with me.
And if I were an architect I'd be busy drawing up the perfect plan
But all of these things I'm not, so alone is the only thing I am
"Hey Ginny, I think your brother is trying to ask me out. But I'm afraid that he's just bored and wants to do something. Cause he threw Harry's name in."
"Well, do you want me to come then?" asked Ginny, eager to do something with her boyfriend.
"No, I want it to be just me and Ron, but I think he feels the exact opposite way."
"Harry, do you think I was stupid in asking out Hermione?"
"Ron, you're always stupid." Said my best friend.
"No, I think she was too afraid to say that she hates me, and that's why she said she doesn't know. Why don't you ask Ginny to ask Hermione? Please?? I'll help you out in History of Magic!"
"Ron, you don't even take notes, and your grades are the same as mine, and you steal Hermione's and cram right before the test. You might as well just ask Ginny."
"NO BLOODY WAY that I'm asking my sister that. I'll never hear the end of it."
"but Ron."
"Screw it, I'll just ask Hermione."
Pretty girls make me nervous
Pretty girls make me nervous
Pretty girls make me nervous
When they're as pretty as you
"Hermione, I need to talk to you."
"Good Ron, cause there's something I need to ask you."
(A/N: the coffee thing doesn't belong to me, it's part of the song.I have absolutely NO IDEA if they like coffee. And, I'm not much for the H/G thing, I'm more like a G/D shipper)