Disclaimer-All Harry Potter related things belong to J.K. Rowling and all the wonderful bits of songs belong to numerous of great singers.
Have you ever woken up with a song stuck in your head? Does it play over and over again? Until you just want to scream on top of your lungs?
Today I woke up with a song stuck in my head. I think it was muggle. I don't exactly listen to that trash but that song was there, just playing in my head, all innocently.
During a lecture Professor Snape was droning on about, it changed, all of sudden I'm hearing.
This
is hell we're living in the denoument of the battle's gripping
awe, how
could hell be any worse?
so what's the use of being good to satisfy them all?
life alone is such a curse!
fuck you,
this is hell
I roll my eyes, muggles are to dramatic.
Taking a peek at Potter and his friends, I saw him leaning on the Weasel, and that fucking song yet again changed
Oh
jealousy look at me now How
all my jealousy
Jealousy you got me somehow
You gave me
no warning
Took me by surprise
Jealousy you led me on
You
couldn't lose you couldn't fail
You had suspicion on my trail
I wasn't man enough to let you hurt my pride
Now
I'm only left with my own jealousy
"What the Fuck?" I say loudly as I jump up off my chair making it slam hard onto the potions room cold floor.
Taking a slow turn to look at the seething potions master, I sighed.
This was going to be a long day.
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I didn't really didn't question why that obnoxious song played at the very moment I looked at Potter during potions. Trying to understand muggles was too tiring.
But as I sat sulking at the Slytherin table in the Great Hall, the crappy song yet again changed.
I'm
the sexiest person alive and all the boys my age can agree
I'm so
sexy.
I'm
the sexiest person in the world
I'm so sexy tons of guys stare at
me no matter where I am
I'm sexier then all the rest I'm the best
singer and You know I aint nothing less
I'm so sexy I love it
Sexy day and night.
Draco rolled his eyes. He already knew he was sexy.
Reaching up to get his goblet, he caught sight of Potter walking in to the Great Hall. And boy, did he walk.
Quickly removing eyes from Potters hips, he took a swing from his goblet. Looking over his goblets rim, he chocked and spit out his drink toward unfortunate first years. He caught sight of Potter bending over to pick up a fallen utensil, giving Draco a perfect view. But of course that song had to change
The way you shake it, I can't believe it I ain't never seen an ass like that The way you move it,
The song was interrupted by Professor Snape, of course. Who was currently standing in front of Draco blocking the mouth watering view.
Looking into the Professor's seething face–yet again, he sighed.
Fucking Muggles.
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Draco covered his ears with his pillows, imagining that he could block the stupid noise out his head with a flimsy pillow.
That song! It was driving him crazy!
Sleep, baby, sleep
Your father tends the sheep
Your mother shakes the dreamland tree
And from it fall sweet dreams for thee
Sleep, baby, sleep
Sleep, baby, sleep
Sleep, baby, sleep
Our cottage vale is deep
The little lamb is on the green
With snowy fleece so soft and clean
Sleep, baby, sleep
Sleep, baby, sleep
Over and over again! That fucking lullaby!
Who the hell sings a song about sheep and snow?
For the millionth time today, Draco sighs, as he realized he's not going to get any sleep.
Cramming the pillow hard against his head, he snorts as he tries to imagine his farther tending to sheep.
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Draco blood shot eyes snaps open as he starts to hear giggling happy little children sing
its
a small world after all
its a small world after all
its a small
world after all
its a small, small world
it's
a world of laughter, a world or tears
its a world of hopes, its a
world of fear
theres so much that we share
that its time we're
aware
its a small world after all
its
a small world after all
its a small world after all
its a small
world after all
its a small, small world
There
is just one moon and one golden sun
And a smile means friendship
to everyone.
Though the mountains divide
And the oceans are
wide
It's a small small world
Muggles
just reached a new low.
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Draco slowly put his head on the Slytherin table.
Oh
somebody kill me please, I want to die.
Somebody kill me plee-ase,
Im on my
knees,
Pretty pretty please kill me.
Put
a bullet in my head.
Draco smirked, he liked this one.
Lifting his head up, he looked at the doors to the Great Hall.
The doors to the Great Hall opened and out came Potter and that bookworm slag laughing, and like every other time, the song changed.
Hey
hey, you you
I don't like your girlfriend
No way, no way
I
think you need a new one
Hey hey, you you
I could be your
girlfriend
You're
so fine
I want you to be mine
You're so delicious
I think
about you all the time
You're so addictive
Don't you know
What
I can do
To make you feel alright
Slamming his head back down on the table he realized this was getting out of control.
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Sitting in a dark room.
I'm sitting in a filthy unused classroom that's pitch black.
I'm thinking.
I'm bored out of mind.
Draco sighed, he needed to figure out how to end this. It's wasting his beauty sleep. Not that he needs it.
Thinking really hard, Draco thought back to all the times the song changed.
Draco had an idea.
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Waiting for Potter isn't the funniest thing in the world.
Taping his fingers on his folded arms, as he waited outside Potter's common room, he almost–almost, started to hum.
Finally when the portrait door swung opened and out walked Potter. He grabbed him and shoved him into the wall next to the portrait door. Squeaks were heard from his two lackeys. Smashing his lips against Harry's he can faintly hear the song
Maybe
it's your laughter May I have this dance Do you
hear the music
Maybe it's the magic of your smile
Maybe
you're an angel
'Cause hope is always dancing in your eyes
I
can't imagine a more beautiful person than you
May I have the
honor of sharing a melody or two
May
I lead you across the floor
May I take your hand
And spin you
around and round once more
May I hold you close
Before this
evening is through
May I have this dance with you
Do you like the way they play our song
Do you
know how much I love you?
Baby, I could hold you all night long
So
close to heaven
My dreams have already come true
I'll treasure
this moment
'Cause I'm making a memory with you
Pulling away from Harry, he stops and listens. Nothing. Nothing at all.
Draco Malfoy smiled as he turned away from the dazed boy and his two shell shocked friends and walked away humming.
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The next day Harry woke up with a song stuck in his head.
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A/N: I hope you like it!
I'm sorry if there's any mistakes, it's unbetaed.
Songs aren't mine.