Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Stupid Girls by Pink.

A/N: Some words have been changed in the song, enjoy.

Chapter Four

Draco rounded the corner, trying to find peace in the large library. He noticed the Golden Trio sitting there talking and chose a table across the room…just to be near him. A group of girls came straggling in and sat at a table close to the trio.

"Wow, look at them." Ron commented to Harry. Harry, who was now sure of his being gay, laughed and nodded. Hermione just sat there in silence, reading the same page over and over again.

"I'd snog the blonde one." Ron responded dreamily.

"You mean-" Harry started. Hermione looked up with aggravation crossing her features.

"Yeah she's a fine one mate." Ron babbled, still admiring the blonde girl at the next table. Hermione let out a sigh and put her book down.

"You okay Hermione?" Harry asked, now noticing the angered girl.

"No." Hermione responded. She looked right at the red head and sent a death glare.

"If this is about the fact that I wanted to barrow your Potions notes…" Ron said, gulping as he finished the sentence. All of a sudden Hermione stood up and sat on the table. Harry's eyes widened at what was coming…

"Stupid girl, stupid girls, stupid girls! Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back
Porno Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl." Hermione sang sitting there, "Go to Twillfit and Tattings, you'll find them there, laughing loud so all the little people stare.
Looking for a daddy to pay for the champagne. Drop a name!" Ron sat there, his mouth open a bit as he stared at his best friend.

"What happened to the dreams of a girl minister? She's dancing in the video next to 50 Cent! They travel in packs of two or three, with their itsy bitsy kitties and their teeny-weeny tees. Where, oh where, have the smart people gone? Oh where, oh where could they be?" Hermione sang, putting her arms up as she jumped off the table. Draco, on the other side of the room, sat there in confusion.

"Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back! Porno Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl. Baby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair back. Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl." Hermione sang, flipping her hair and posing.

"Disease's growing, it's epidemic. I'm scared that there ain't a cure! The world believes it and I'm going crazy, I cannot take any more. I'm so glad that I'll never fit in, that will never be me," Hermione sang, pointing to the blonde girl, "Outcasts and girls with ambition, that's what I wanna see! Disasters all around, world despaired. Their only concern, will they up my hair?"

"Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back! Porno Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl. Baby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair back, push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl." Hermione sang, going around the group of girls.

"Pretty will you me girl, silly as a lucky girl. Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl! Pretty would you me girl, silly as a lucky girl. Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl!" Hermione chanted, pretending to curl her hair around her finger.

"Baby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair back. Push up my bra like that, stupid girl!
Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back! Porno Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl." Hermione sang, flipping her hair again and sticking out her chest.

"Baby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair back. Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl." Hermione finished, again sitting on their library table. The library sat there in silence as Draco Malfoy and the gaggle of girls left.

"Well I think I'll be heading to get ready for dinner." Harry said packing up his stuff.

"Was that…for me?" Ron asked quietly. Hermione just nodded, picked up her books, and left. Harry looked over at Ron,

"Come on."

"Alright." Ron said, a bit dazed and confused now. Harry shook his head and dragged his friend to dinner. There was a lot going on in one day and Mr Potter wasn't sure if he could handle it.

"I can handle Voldy, I can handle my aunt and uncle, but how will I had Draco?" Harry muttered to himself.

"What was that Harry?" Ron asked, looking up from his feet as he walked.

"Ask Hermione out! It's Christmas, you love each other, I think you get the picture?" Harry responded, trying to hide his embarassment.

"Your right! I'll do it tonight." Ron said with a confident nod. Harry rolled his eyes as they walked into the Great Hall to find a calm yet mysterious peace.