A/N Yada yada... First SSHG story and it's WIKTT!!! I'll be finishing the others slowly but my first STORY priority is this...
Disclaimer: I own no Harry Potter characters you recognize. but the plot is mine. None of anything you recognize is mine. No copyright infringement is intended.
Dedication: Travis (You'll find out later why to Travis)
Breathing In Lightening
Chapter One: The Past Is Now
Hermione looked at herself with a sense of shame. She was supposed to be a role model for all Muggleborns. Academically she still was, yet she was still lying to her supposed best friends.
This year, her seventh and last year at Hogwarts she wanted to be able to take all classes necessary to be able to do anything she wished with her future. Now, how would you be able to complete this tedious and impossible task of taking nearly seven N.E.W.T classes? Why, by using a time turner of course.
She had used this little gadget before in her third year and not only had it aged her a year, but it also got her mixed up and in a great heap of trouble with Harry and Ron.
She sighed to herself and walked into a dark corner. She had completed N.E.W.T Transfiguration and Charms already that day so now she had to turn back the hands of time to take her dreaded N.E.W.T Potions class.
Hermione grasped the necklace dangling from her neck and turned it so the sand was flowing through. One hour... Two hour.... Three hours... She turned it back over and walked to her Potions class, with Slytherins and Ravenclaws.
"I trust you've known me long enough to know what I'm going to say so visualize it," Snape spat sarcastically as he paused, "All of you have demonstrated great amounts of skill to be able to be here. Some more than others," He stopped to glance at the Slytherin side of the room and shoot dirty looks at Hermione and the Ravenclaws. "We will go over course objectives for this term while we let our potions brew. So let us begin."
"Greasy old git if I've ever known one." A Ravenclaw girl whispered to Hermione. Ravenclaw being such a prosperous and intelligent house greatly overpowered the Slytherins in the majority of the subjects.
"I know, Wilma." I whispered back tuning back Snape's continuous, droning voice.
"You will add two milliliters of Dragon's blood first. Wait until it is slightly less explosive and add one Dragon's claw to finish it off. Any of you dunderheads that didn't get it can just look up on the board."
"He is such a git. If his PRECIOUS Slytherins weren't in this class he would have just said brew this. You would think being in this N.E.W.T class that he would think us capable. Merlin knows how half of this Slytherins got here." Terry Boot whispered to the person sitting next to him purposely letting everyone overhear.
"And I thought you would start paying attention after Miss Granger and Miss Green finished their conversation. Ten points from Gryffindor for Miss Granger. Ten points from Ravenclaw for Miss Green. Twenty points from Ravenclaw for Mr. Boot. Does anyone have anything to say?"
"Besides the fact that you're a git? Nothing. Wait. Make that a greasy, easily stumped, prejudiced git. Wait, you're a DEATHEATER, too." Hermione spat at him and just as Hermione was about to question her actions, get expelled from Hogwarts, get her title of Head Girl ripped from her, and all of Gryffindor's points taken away, she tripped on a cauldron.
She fell forward onto Snape and felt a sudden whirl as she realized her time turner was activated into years. She span and realized she didn't know the incantation to get back, and she didn't know if time turners were invented whatever time period she was in. Today, September 4th was not a good day.
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She landed on her feet and ran to the Transfiguration classroom. 'Dumbledore will be my savior.' She thought to herself admiring his dark hair and smooth face while the bell rang. In her Gryffindor robes, she walked into the classroom after everyone was out of sight.
A twinkle played in his eyes when he saw her, "I don't believe I've seen you before Miss...."
"Granger. Hermione Granger. Sir. Professor Dumbledore, I have landed myself in quite a predicament."
His eyes brightened and a smile came to his lips as he sat down and beckoned her to do the same, "Oh?" He asked.
"Yes sir. You see, I'm not sure if you have these at this time period but I have a time turner sir." She took it out of her robes and showed him, "You see I fell and it broke. I do not know the incantation to go back to my time period, Sir."
"Year turners, I presume? I've heard only of day turners, but never anything so powerful. I have no incantation. Continue of your tale as to how you have come here, Miss Granger." His twinkle continued to play.
"Well, sir. I do not know how long it will take me to solve this, and I thought perhaps since in my day you-" She was cut off by the wave of his hand.
"Miss Granger I do not wish to know of the future as it may disrupt the flow of things. So Miss Granger continue and please try not to disclose any information like that to me."
"Yes sir. I thought you could help me. I would try to go out on my own, but you see sir I am not legal yes sir and have no place to go."
"Come." He said standing up and walking out the door to the big Gargoyle she knew to be the Headmaster's office.
"Headmaster Dippet, we have an exchange student from where did you say Miss? Beauxbatons I believe." He transfigured her robes into Beauxbatons ones before Headmaster Dippet turned around.
"Yes." She told him, catching on to his game plan. The Headmaster studied her carefully.
"Wand please." He told her as she obeyed and did some kind of spell on it, "In use for six and a half years. Quite impressive with all of the spells you have done. Yes, quite impressive indeed. N.E.W.T Transfiguration, Charms, and many more. Miss Hermione Granger. Very well, you shall be sorted and placed in our exchange student rooms in whatever house you are placed in." He handed her the sorting hat.
"Well, you were sorted once before into Gryffindor. Am I correct? You have brains to be in Ravenclaw and you are true enough to be in Hufflepuff, yet I see something strange in you. A desire to prove yourself enough to be in Slytherin. Which to place you in? The brave at heart in Gryffindor or Cunning SLYTHERINS!"
Hermione blinked as if she had heard wrong. She was Muggleborn, there was no way she could be in Slytherin.
"Very well. Professor Dumbledore if you wouldn't mind giving young Miss Granger a tour and she can start classes tomorrow. Your schedule will be waiting in your dormitory along with books."
"I'm sure Headmaster Dippet wouldn't mind if we stopped at Diagon Alley to get some necessities. Those clothes you were under your robes won't do."
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Hermione walked back into Hogwarts territory with Professor Dumbledore and down to the dungeons. Hermione shivered as it was cold being so far underground.
"Pureblood. Remember, you are a Pureblood." He told her as a reminder while he also spoke the password to the portrait.
Several Slytherins glared at the young Transfiguration teacher, but looked surprised at the girl with the beautiful face and features that walked through their lives.
'You are a Slytherin. You don't want anyone knowing the real reason you are here, it will cause a lot of problems. Remember Hermione. Just think of how Malfoy acts. Malfoy, wait, his father and mother are in school now if Dippet is Headmaster. That means Lily, James, Remus, Pettigrew, Snape, Malfoy senior, and Sirius. Oh how will I ever face him without breaking down?' These thoughts and more crossed her mind as Dumbledore opened the door to the spacious room.
One thought crossed her mind, Foreign Exchange Students had it good. She looked at the platinum walls and the green ceiling with the Hogwarts crest on it.
"You might want to get acquainted with your current housemates as you might be spending a large quantity of time with them and I will try my best to make the incantation. Good day Miss Granger." Dumbledore said, his twinkle never escaping him
"I might as well go now." She thought aloud as she transformed her Hogwarts robes into luxurious ones she generally saw Draco Malfoy in. With that she walked through the hall and into the common room with a smirk on her face.
She took a book out of her robes and plopped on an empty chair to start reading. If someone wanted to talk to her, they could approach her. Typical Slytherin attitude.
"Excuse me. What exactly, may I enquire are you doing in my common room?" She heard that snide voice before. Malfoy.
"I guess I was wrongly informed then, sir. And all this time I thought this was the Slytherin Common room. Oh I see," She made up a quick story, "Platinum hair, gray eyes, thinks he owns the world, bad posture. You're a Malfoy then? Father's told me all about you, Malfoy." Young Lucius eyed her and smirked. People from all over were now watching.
"And who might you be? I assure you, my father has never told me about you. So you're a new Slytherin?" He asked snidely.
Hermione raised an eyebrow and stood up at 5' 7" two or three inches shorter than he and looked him straight in the eyes, letting venom drip in her voice, "Granger. Hermione Granger."
She heard gasps around the room from nearly everyone and whispers that confused her, "Granger? I thought they were in hiding since they are related to Grindelwald." and, "She's just as Pureblooded as Snape, Malfoy....."
Thoughts raced in her mind. They surely must be mistaken, but for now it would give her the power she so desperately needed with the Slytherins.
"So a Granger. Welcome to Hogwarts." A young, handsome man with short black hair and beautiful glistening eyes told her stepping in the small space between her and Lucius, "I'm Severus."
She blinked a few times before she choked out, "Snape? The Severus Snape? I hope to Merlin that you are serious."
"Sirius Black? He's in Gryffindor. Filthy Muggle and Mudblood lover." Everyone murmured in agreement.
'Of course they wouldn't understand. This is only what? 1970 or earlier.' "I'm sorry. I was a little surprised that you are Severus Snape." 'Yeah, the Snape I know wouldn't have sexy hair. Sexy?'
"Understandable. Now lovely Miss Hermione Granger. Might I be so privileged as to escort you to our Great Hall for dinner?" To anyone but Hermione it was obvious that she was a very beautiful young woman and he was the prized man in the school, and she was receiving looks of envy in the Common Room.
Harry had told her about what he saw in the Pendulum. Harry made it very clear that Snape was very, well, not handsome to put it nicely. It sounds like Neville wasn't the only one who grew into himself.
"It would be my pleasure, Severus." She purred his name in a natural way, how it was meant to come out. Not the dingy Professor Snape that made him sound far too old.
He smirked at her and walked off with her arm looped through his. On his way Severus made light conversation about any topic she seemed interested in.
"So what about Quidditch?" Hermione asked walking through the doors. She was curious. The could remember one day in particular...
~*~*~*~*~FLASHBACK~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"No, you cannot make me go. I refuse to. Brooms and I do not understand each other." I whined as I felt myself being picked up and taken on a broom.
"Just step avay vit and lightly lift. You are a remarkable person, Hermonny." Viktor mused with his heavy accent, lifting me onto his Firebolt.
I remember it. It was the summer after fifth year when I had gone over to Viktor's mansion in Bulgaria.
I gulped and kicked off. Slightly wobbly at first, but it got smoother as I went. He, of course, was on a spare broom going the whole way with me.
"Hermonny! Scoot back furder on your broom, and make sure dee hands are far away from you. You vant to be down loe vhen first learning to use dee broom." I followed and ever day we went out to learn a bit more.
I had learned the rules of Quidditch and even had a position by then. Too bad Harry liked Ron more.
"Women do not usually prefer Quidditch. I suppose you know all about Quidditch though since you are from... Where?"
"Beauxbatons. Do you have any positions open? By the by, I have read Hogwarts: A History before I came."
"A woman trying out for Quidditch? That will be a first in the history of the school. Let's have it then. We have Keeper and Beater open.... Tryouts are actually tonight. So, do you have a broom?"
"Yes." 'Well, I can get one. I have a Firebolt from mum for making Head Girl. Maybe when it went back in time it transformed to their newest model. Hopefully.' "I'll see you out on the field in a little while, Severus."
With that she rushed into their common room, and straight into her dormitory to find a strange yet beautiful sight.
A/N Sorry evil cliffy, but if I get ten reviews you'll get another chapter. If you have something besides the normal typer of review to say (Good Job! Keep going; It rocks!). Say it (You did................. wrong.................. FIX IT OR ELSE) Maybe not to that extent but I appreciate any help I can get...
Eve 6
"Think Twice"
When all is said and done
And dead does he love you
The way that I do
Beathing in lighting
Tonight's fighting
I feel the hurt so physical
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around come around no more
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around no more
She spreads her love
She burns me up
I can't let go
I can't get out
I've said enough
Enough by now
I can't let go
I can't get out
Wait till the day you finally see
I've been here waiting patiently
Crossing my fingers and my t's
She cried on my shoulder begging please
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around come around no more
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around no more
She spreads her love
She burns me up
I can't let go
I can't get out
I've said enough
Enough by now
I can't let go
I can't get out
What is it you really want
I'm tired of asking
You come wasted
When I showed up and he was there
I tried my best to grin and bear
And took the stairs but didn't stop at the street
And as we speak I'm going down
Cause she spread her love
And burnt me up
I can't let go
I can't get out
I've said enough
Enough by now
I can't let go
I can't get out
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around come around no more
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around no more
Disclaimer: I own no Harry Potter characters you recognize. but the plot is mine. None of anything you recognize is mine. No copyright infringement is intended.
Dedication: Travis (You'll find out later why to Travis)
Breathing In Lightening
Chapter One: The Past Is Now
Hermione looked at herself with a sense of shame. She was supposed to be a role model for all Muggleborns. Academically she still was, yet she was still lying to her supposed best friends.
This year, her seventh and last year at Hogwarts she wanted to be able to take all classes necessary to be able to do anything she wished with her future. Now, how would you be able to complete this tedious and impossible task of taking nearly seven N.E.W.T classes? Why, by using a time turner of course.
She had used this little gadget before in her third year and not only had it aged her a year, but it also got her mixed up and in a great heap of trouble with Harry and Ron.
She sighed to herself and walked into a dark corner. She had completed N.E.W.T Transfiguration and Charms already that day so now she had to turn back the hands of time to take her dreaded N.E.W.T Potions class.
Hermione grasped the necklace dangling from her neck and turned it so the sand was flowing through. One hour... Two hour.... Three hours... She turned it back over and walked to her Potions class, with Slytherins and Ravenclaws.
"I trust you've known me long enough to know what I'm going to say so visualize it," Snape spat sarcastically as he paused, "All of you have demonstrated great amounts of skill to be able to be here. Some more than others," He stopped to glance at the Slytherin side of the room and shoot dirty looks at Hermione and the Ravenclaws. "We will go over course objectives for this term while we let our potions brew. So let us begin."
"Greasy old git if I've ever known one." A Ravenclaw girl whispered to Hermione. Ravenclaw being such a prosperous and intelligent house greatly overpowered the Slytherins in the majority of the subjects.
"I know, Wilma." I whispered back tuning back Snape's continuous, droning voice.
"You will add two milliliters of Dragon's blood first. Wait until it is slightly less explosive and add one Dragon's claw to finish it off. Any of you dunderheads that didn't get it can just look up on the board."
"He is such a git. If his PRECIOUS Slytherins weren't in this class he would have just said brew this. You would think being in this N.E.W.T class that he would think us capable. Merlin knows how half of this Slytherins got here." Terry Boot whispered to the person sitting next to him purposely letting everyone overhear.
"And I thought you would start paying attention after Miss Granger and Miss Green finished their conversation. Ten points from Gryffindor for Miss Granger. Ten points from Ravenclaw for Miss Green. Twenty points from Ravenclaw for Mr. Boot. Does anyone have anything to say?"
"Besides the fact that you're a git? Nothing. Wait. Make that a greasy, easily stumped, prejudiced git. Wait, you're a DEATHEATER, too." Hermione spat at him and just as Hermione was about to question her actions, get expelled from Hogwarts, get her title of Head Girl ripped from her, and all of Gryffindor's points taken away, she tripped on a cauldron.
She fell forward onto Snape and felt a sudden whirl as she realized her time turner was activated into years. She span and realized she didn't know the incantation to get back, and she didn't know if time turners were invented whatever time period she was in. Today, September 4th was not a good day.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
She landed on her feet and ran to the Transfiguration classroom. 'Dumbledore will be my savior.' She thought to herself admiring his dark hair and smooth face while the bell rang. In her Gryffindor robes, she walked into the classroom after everyone was out of sight.
A twinkle played in his eyes when he saw her, "I don't believe I've seen you before Miss...."
"Granger. Hermione Granger. Sir. Professor Dumbledore, I have landed myself in quite a predicament."
His eyes brightened and a smile came to his lips as he sat down and beckoned her to do the same, "Oh?" He asked.
"Yes sir. You see, I'm not sure if you have these at this time period but I have a time turner sir." She took it out of her robes and showed him, "You see I fell and it broke. I do not know the incantation to go back to my time period, Sir."
"Year turners, I presume? I've heard only of day turners, but never anything so powerful. I have no incantation. Continue of your tale as to how you have come here, Miss Granger." His twinkle continued to play.
"Well, sir. I do not know how long it will take me to solve this, and I thought perhaps since in my day you-" She was cut off by the wave of his hand.
"Miss Granger I do not wish to know of the future as it may disrupt the flow of things. So Miss Granger continue and please try not to disclose any information like that to me."
"Yes sir. I thought you could help me. I would try to go out on my own, but you see sir I am not legal yes sir and have no place to go."
"Come." He said standing up and walking out the door to the big Gargoyle she knew to be the Headmaster's office.
"Headmaster Dippet, we have an exchange student from where did you say Miss? Beauxbatons I believe." He transfigured her robes into Beauxbatons ones before Headmaster Dippet turned around.
"Yes." She told him, catching on to his game plan. The Headmaster studied her carefully.
"Wand please." He told her as she obeyed and did some kind of spell on it, "In use for six and a half years. Quite impressive with all of the spells you have done. Yes, quite impressive indeed. N.E.W.T Transfiguration, Charms, and many more. Miss Hermione Granger. Very well, you shall be sorted and placed in our exchange student rooms in whatever house you are placed in." He handed her the sorting hat.
"Well, you were sorted once before into Gryffindor. Am I correct? You have brains to be in Ravenclaw and you are true enough to be in Hufflepuff, yet I see something strange in you. A desire to prove yourself enough to be in Slytherin. Which to place you in? The brave at heart in Gryffindor or Cunning SLYTHERINS!"
Hermione blinked as if she had heard wrong. She was Muggleborn, there was no way she could be in Slytherin.
"Very well. Professor Dumbledore if you wouldn't mind giving young Miss Granger a tour and she can start classes tomorrow. Your schedule will be waiting in your dormitory along with books."
"I'm sure Headmaster Dippet wouldn't mind if we stopped at Diagon Alley to get some necessities. Those clothes you were under your robes won't do."
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Hermione walked back into Hogwarts territory with Professor Dumbledore and down to the dungeons. Hermione shivered as it was cold being so far underground.
"Pureblood. Remember, you are a Pureblood." He told her as a reminder while he also spoke the password to the portrait.
Several Slytherins glared at the young Transfiguration teacher, but looked surprised at the girl with the beautiful face and features that walked through their lives.
'You are a Slytherin. You don't want anyone knowing the real reason you are here, it will cause a lot of problems. Remember Hermione. Just think of how Malfoy acts. Malfoy, wait, his father and mother are in school now if Dippet is Headmaster. That means Lily, James, Remus, Pettigrew, Snape, Malfoy senior, and Sirius. Oh how will I ever face him without breaking down?' These thoughts and more crossed her mind as Dumbledore opened the door to the spacious room.
One thought crossed her mind, Foreign Exchange Students had it good. She looked at the platinum walls and the green ceiling with the Hogwarts crest on it.
"You might want to get acquainted with your current housemates as you might be spending a large quantity of time with them and I will try my best to make the incantation. Good day Miss Granger." Dumbledore said, his twinkle never escaping him
"I might as well go now." She thought aloud as she transformed her Hogwarts robes into luxurious ones she generally saw Draco Malfoy in. With that she walked through the hall and into the common room with a smirk on her face.
She took a book out of her robes and plopped on an empty chair to start reading. If someone wanted to talk to her, they could approach her. Typical Slytherin attitude.
"Excuse me. What exactly, may I enquire are you doing in my common room?" She heard that snide voice before. Malfoy.
"I guess I was wrongly informed then, sir. And all this time I thought this was the Slytherin Common room. Oh I see," She made up a quick story, "Platinum hair, gray eyes, thinks he owns the world, bad posture. You're a Malfoy then? Father's told me all about you, Malfoy." Young Lucius eyed her and smirked. People from all over were now watching.
"And who might you be? I assure you, my father has never told me about you. So you're a new Slytherin?" He asked snidely.
Hermione raised an eyebrow and stood up at 5' 7" two or three inches shorter than he and looked him straight in the eyes, letting venom drip in her voice, "Granger. Hermione Granger."
She heard gasps around the room from nearly everyone and whispers that confused her, "Granger? I thought they were in hiding since they are related to Grindelwald." and, "She's just as Pureblooded as Snape, Malfoy....."
Thoughts raced in her mind. They surely must be mistaken, but for now it would give her the power she so desperately needed with the Slytherins.
"So a Granger. Welcome to Hogwarts." A young, handsome man with short black hair and beautiful glistening eyes told her stepping in the small space between her and Lucius, "I'm Severus."
She blinked a few times before she choked out, "Snape? The Severus Snape? I hope to Merlin that you are serious."
"Sirius Black? He's in Gryffindor. Filthy Muggle and Mudblood lover." Everyone murmured in agreement.
'Of course they wouldn't understand. This is only what? 1970 or earlier.' "I'm sorry. I was a little surprised that you are Severus Snape." 'Yeah, the Snape I know wouldn't have sexy hair. Sexy?'
"Understandable. Now lovely Miss Hermione Granger. Might I be so privileged as to escort you to our Great Hall for dinner?" To anyone but Hermione it was obvious that she was a very beautiful young woman and he was the prized man in the school, and she was receiving looks of envy in the Common Room.
Harry had told her about what he saw in the Pendulum. Harry made it very clear that Snape was very, well, not handsome to put it nicely. It sounds like Neville wasn't the only one who grew into himself.
"It would be my pleasure, Severus." She purred his name in a natural way, how it was meant to come out. Not the dingy Professor Snape that made him sound far too old.
He smirked at her and walked off with her arm looped through his. On his way Severus made light conversation about any topic she seemed interested in.
"So what about Quidditch?" Hermione asked walking through the doors. She was curious. The could remember one day in particular...
~*~*~*~*~FLASHBACK~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"No, you cannot make me go. I refuse to. Brooms and I do not understand each other." I whined as I felt myself being picked up and taken on a broom.
"Just step avay vit and lightly lift. You are a remarkable person, Hermonny." Viktor mused with his heavy accent, lifting me onto his Firebolt.
I remember it. It was the summer after fifth year when I had gone over to Viktor's mansion in Bulgaria.
I gulped and kicked off. Slightly wobbly at first, but it got smoother as I went. He, of course, was on a spare broom going the whole way with me.
"Hermonny! Scoot back furder on your broom, and make sure dee hands are far away from you. You vant to be down loe vhen first learning to use dee broom." I followed and ever day we went out to learn a bit more.
I had learned the rules of Quidditch and even had a position by then. Too bad Harry liked Ron more.
"Women do not usually prefer Quidditch. I suppose you know all about Quidditch though since you are from... Where?"
"Beauxbatons. Do you have any positions open? By the by, I have read Hogwarts: A History before I came."
"A woman trying out for Quidditch? That will be a first in the history of the school. Let's have it then. We have Keeper and Beater open.... Tryouts are actually tonight. So, do you have a broom?"
"Yes." 'Well, I can get one. I have a Firebolt from mum for making Head Girl. Maybe when it went back in time it transformed to their newest model. Hopefully.' "I'll see you out on the field in a little while, Severus."
With that she rushed into their common room, and straight into her dormitory to find a strange yet beautiful sight.
A/N Sorry evil cliffy, but if I get ten reviews you'll get another chapter. If you have something besides the normal typer of review to say (Good Job! Keep going; It rocks!). Say it (You did................. wrong.................. FIX IT OR ELSE) Maybe not to that extent but I appreciate any help I can get...
Eve 6
"Think Twice"
When all is said and done
And dead does he love you
The way that I do
Beathing in lighting
Tonight's fighting
I feel the hurt so physical
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around come around no more
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around no more
She spreads her love
She burns me up
I can't let go
I can't get out
I've said enough
Enough by now
I can't let go
I can't get out
Wait till the day you finally see
I've been here waiting patiently
Crossing my fingers and my t's
She cried on my shoulder begging please
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around come around no more
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around no more
She spreads her love
She burns me up
I can't let go
I can't get out
I've said enough
Enough by now
I can't let go
I can't get out
What is it you really want
I'm tired of asking
You come wasted
When I showed up and he was there
I tried my best to grin and bear
And took the stairs but didn't stop at the street
And as we speak I'm going down
Cause she spread her love
And burnt me up
I can't let go
I can't get out
I've said enough
Enough by now
I can't let go
I can't get out
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around come around no more
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice before you touch my girl
Come around no more