Girl All The Bad Wizards Want
by Andra Malfoy
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. The characters belong to J.K. Rowling, and Girl All The Bad Guys Want is owned by Bowling For Soup. Which by the way, is a good song. And this fic is set in Ginny's sixth year, and Harry's seventh. Songfic!
8 o'clock, Monday night and I'm waitin'
To finally talk to a girl a little cooler than me.
Her name is Ginny, she's a Weasley with a nose ring,
She wears a g-string, but I'm not quite sure what that means.
I'm waiting for her here. I know she's coming. She has to, if she wants to go to bed anytime tonight. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on, and believe me, there are quite a few at Hogwarts. But, she's the best.
And when she walks,
All the wind blows and the angels sing.
She doesn't notice me!
I swear I hear music playing every time she walks into the room, glowing like an angel. But she never notices me.
Cause she is watchin' Quidditch
Creamin' over tough guys
Listenin' to heroes
Basiliks in her eyes
She's too busy watching the Quidditch players, and they're too busy watching back. They all want her, but not like me. They don't know her like me.
She likes Firewhisky and I like Butterbeer
Her mother says her clothes are too scantily clad
She says she'd like to score a pureblood wizard
She'll never know that I'm the best that she'll never have
You should see her at Gryffindor parties, her brother and Harry Potter sneak out and come back with Butterbeer. They don't see her sneak up to her room to get her secret stash of Firewhisky. She charms it to look like Butterbeer, and gets smashed on it. I heard her mother telling her one time that she thinks her clothes are too small for her. She just said that it was the fashion. I don't see how outfits ripped to show off almost everything can be fashion. And then she said that when she got married, her husband wouldn't mind it. I saw her kissing Draco Malfoy underneath the Quidditch stands one time, I finally found out what a g-string was.
Cause she is watchin' Quidditch
Creamin' over tough guys
Listenin' to heroes
Basiliks in her eyes
She likes 'em with a six-pack
Hogsmeade visit pass
Ridin on a broom
Saving her from doom
She only goes for the most wanted wizards. If you don't have a pack of girls after you day and night, she doesn't want you. And she gets them all too. Her favourites are Quidditch players. Did I tell you, I tried out for the Quidditch team? I sucked.
There she goes again
With fishnets on, and ringlets in her hair
She broke my heart, I wanna be sedated
All I wanted was to see her naked!
Finally! She just walked in, looking gorgeous as usual. She's wearing her trademark fishnet stockings, and her perfect ringlets are all messed up. I would have said she met up with Malfoy, but then Harry walked in, looking equally messed up. I don't know why I even try. I could never match up to her standards.
Now I am watchin' Quidditch
Tryin' to be a tough guy
Listenin' to heroes
Basiliks in my eyes
I can't get a six-pack
And I ain't got no Hogsmeade pass
All I got's a camera...camera....camera.....
My parents never signed my Hogsmeade permission slip so I've never been allowed to go, and I don't think cameras are very big turn ons for girls like her. I give up. I just want to know one thing. How does she wear those stocking without looking like a slut? "Hey Ginny" "Yes, Colin?"
It's like a bad movie
She is lookin' through me
If you were me, then you'd be
Screamin' "Someone shoot me!"
As I fail miserably,
Tryin' to get the girl all the bad wizards want.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. The characters belong to J.K. Rowling, and Girl All The Bad Guys Want is owned by Bowling For Soup. Which by the way, is a good song. And this fic is set in Ginny's sixth year, and Harry's seventh. Songfic!
8 o'clock, Monday night and I'm waitin'
To finally talk to a girl a little cooler than me.
Her name is Ginny, she's a Weasley with a nose ring,
She wears a g-string, but I'm not quite sure what that means.
I'm waiting for her here. I know she's coming. She has to, if she wants to go to bed anytime tonight. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on, and believe me, there are quite a few at Hogwarts. But, she's the best.
And when she walks,
All the wind blows and the angels sing.
She doesn't notice me!
I swear I hear music playing every time she walks into the room, glowing like an angel. But she never notices me.
Cause she is watchin' Quidditch
Creamin' over tough guys
Listenin' to heroes
Basiliks in her eyes
She's too busy watching the Quidditch players, and they're too busy watching back. They all want her, but not like me. They don't know her like me.
She likes Firewhisky and I like Butterbeer
Her mother says her clothes are too scantily clad
She says she'd like to score a pureblood wizard
She'll never know that I'm the best that she'll never have
You should see her at Gryffindor parties, her brother and Harry Potter sneak out and come back with Butterbeer. They don't see her sneak up to her room to get her secret stash of Firewhisky. She charms it to look like Butterbeer, and gets smashed on it. I heard her mother telling her one time that she thinks her clothes are too small for her. She just said that it was the fashion. I don't see how outfits ripped to show off almost everything can be fashion. And then she said that when she got married, her husband wouldn't mind it. I saw her kissing Draco Malfoy underneath the Quidditch stands one time, I finally found out what a g-string was.
Cause she is watchin' Quidditch
Creamin' over tough guys
Listenin' to heroes
Basiliks in her eyes
She likes 'em with a six-pack
Hogsmeade visit pass
Ridin on a broom
Saving her from doom
She only goes for the most wanted wizards. If you don't have a pack of girls after you day and night, she doesn't want you. And she gets them all too. Her favourites are Quidditch players. Did I tell you, I tried out for the Quidditch team? I sucked.
There she goes again
With fishnets on, and ringlets in her hair
She broke my heart, I wanna be sedated
All I wanted was to see her naked!
Finally! She just walked in, looking gorgeous as usual. She's wearing her trademark fishnet stockings, and her perfect ringlets are all messed up. I would have said she met up with Malfoy, but then Harry walked in, looking equally messed up. I don't know why I even try. I could never match up to her standards.
Now I am watchin' Quidditch
Tryin' to be a tough guy
Listenin' to heroes
Basiliks in my eyes
I can't get a six-pack
And I ain't got no Hogsmeade pass
All I got's a camera...camera....camera.....
My parents never signed my Hogsmeade permission slip so I've never been allowed to go, and I don't think cameras are very big turn ons for girls like her. I give up. I just want to know one thing. How does she wear those stocking without looking like a slut? "Hey Ginny" "Yes, Colin?"
It's like a bad movie
She is lookin' through me
If you were me, then you'd be
Screamin' "Someone shoot me!"
As I fail miserably,
Tryin' to get the girl all the bad wizards want.
