Okay. New fic. Harry potter. The song is Girl All The Bad Guys Want by Bowling For Soup. I don't own anything or any of the characters. I do own the plot, for the most.

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He sat in his room, drawing in his notebook. He was dreaming of the girl he loved, the one that he knew he wanted to be with forever. He could just tell that they were perfect for each other.

Harry was hiding under his sheets, listening to his radio with his headphones on. He had a got a small muggle job during the summer, which he did not tell his uncle about. If Harry had told his uncle about it, he would have kept all the money that Harry earned.

Around the corner, a new family had moved into a vacant house. Harry had gone over to meet the neighbors, as everything was a little conspicuous. He thought that these people didn't look like just ordinary muggles. There was the dad, Trevor Ples, a girl Harry's age, Tara, and a boy a year or two older, Troy.

Trevor looked like a middle-aged man that could possibly be a school teacher. Troy looked like you're average older male-wizard teen. He wore darker clothes and had long short hair which could cover his eyes. His eyes where blue and he had black hair. Tara had a mix of brown and black hair. Her eyes were blue. She was of average height. She wore dark make-up, heavy around the eyes. Tara always wore necklaces and chains and chokers around her neck, while on her wrists she had many wristbands and bracelets and a watch. On her left shoulder, she had a tattoo with the power sign of love. Tara had two ear piercings which were gaged to size 12. She had a cartilage, eyebrow, and bully-button piercings. She wore all black clothing, mostly always wearing Tripp pants. Tara was that girl that all the bad guys want.

8 o'clock Monday night and I'm waiting
To finally talk to a girl a little cooler than me
Her name is Nona she's a rocker with a nose ring
She wears a 2-way, but I'm not quite sure what that means

And when she walks, all the wind blows and the angels sing
But, she doesn't notice me

Harry had soon discovered that the Ples's weren't muggles. They were witch and wizards. Harry then new that this family was the perfect family, even though there was no mom. Tara had told Harry that her mother had died giving birth to her and that from what she heard, she wasn't that good of a person. Her father had told her that she was abusive and that they were better off without her, even though that might not have been what he truly thought.

Harry and Tara hung out everyday, and all day long. They even decided to get small, part-time muggle jobs at a fast food restaurant. They both worked at the same times each day, which was cool on their part.

Cause she's watching wrestling
Creaming over tough guys
Listening to rap metal
Turntables in her eyes

It's like a bad movie;

she's looking through me,

if you were me than you'd be,
Screaming, "someone shoot me,"

as I fail miserably,
Trying to get the GIRL ALL THE BAD GUYS WANT ...

As they grew closer together, Harry started to fall in love with Tara. She was perfect for him and Harry knew it. But Harry never thought that Tara would even think of him like that. He was no where near cool enough for her to even think of him like that.

She likes the Godsmack and I like Agent Orange
Her CD changer's full of singers that are mad at their dad
She said she'd like to score some refer and a 40oz
She'll never know that I'm the best that she'll never have

And when she walks, all the wind blows and the angels sing
But, she'll never notice me

Harry sat there listening to his radio. He had became addicted to it over the summer. He was more into Emo and Soft Rock then anything. He listened to Punk Rock a lot, too. He would listen to Metal and Hard Rock or whatever kind of music Tara was listening to when he was around her.

Cause she's watching wrestling
Creaming over tough guys
Listening to rap metal
Turntables in her eyes

She likes them with a mustache
Racetrack season pass
Driving in a Trans Am
Does a mullet make a man?

Harry thought that he would never get to be with her. He would never be just what Tara wanted. She was just so perfect. Harry currently didn't have anything that would impress her, but at Hogwarts he would. When Harry had let Tara know who he really was, she didn't think of him any differently. She didn't seem to think anything of it. Harry liked that because he was just another kid to her. No different.

It's like a bad movie;

she's looking through me,

if you were me than you'd be,
Screaming, "someone shoot me,"

as I fail miserably,
Trying to get the GIRL ALL THE BAD GUYS WANT ...

Tara liked Metal and Hard Core the most out of any type of music. Her favourite band was Slipknot. One of her other favourite bands was Evanescence. Tara liked Rap, but wasn't too far into it. She only liked certain artists and songs of the Rap and Hip Hop and R&B genre.

There she goes again with fishnets on
And dread locks in her hair
She broke my heart I want to be sedated
All I wanted was to see her naked

Harry did have to admit that Tara had a perfect body. It was very true. He had seen all the guys at work just stare at her beauty. She was hotter then any other girl Harry had ever seen. He tried to hide his dorky looking clothes and nervous habbits around her, but it was pretty hard. Harry now started to spike his hair up around her and also start wearing only dark clothes.

Now I'm watching wrestling
Trying to be a tough guy
Listening to rap metal
Turn tables in my eyes

I can't grow a mustache and I ain't got no season pass

All I got's a moped

Tara was just so beautiful, physically and mentally. Harry just wanted her to be his, something only he could have. Someone only he could have. That was exactly what she was to him. Tara was just perfect.

It's like a bad movie;

she's looking through me,

if you were me than you'd be,
Screaming, "someone shoot me,"

as I fail miserably,
Trying to get the GIRL ALL THE BAD GUYS WANT ...

Cause she's the girl all the bad guys want

Okay. Howdya like it? The names… trevor… my youngest brother. Troy.. kid in band…. Tara… friend….. ples… teacher. Lol.

Please review. Flames r welcome.

Crying These Bloody Tears.