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Ah, the boy with the scar
I'd say it's a pleasure, I'd be lying
My family lies beautifully
But not about thisI raised her on silver and centuries of name
Taught her to sneer before she could spell shame
Frost in her posture, ice in her stare
My blood from her boots to her platinum hair
Then the owls started coming, one every night
"Father, that boy did this"
"Father, he thinks he's right"Seven letters weekly, and every one the same
A girl doesn't hate a boy that much without a flame
I know that look, I wore it once myself
Before I put my pride upon the shelf
No, not that, not him, never thatNot my daughter, golden boy
Not the heir of my line
You may save the whole world you love
But you won't save her from mine
Keep your glasses and your famous scar
Keep your hand-me-down crowd
Not my daughter, hero
Pure blood, bad influence, stay outAt the match she never watched the golden ball
She watched you dive, and I watched her fall
She burned the gown her mother had sent
Then asked me if green and red could ever blend
The portraits are whispering down the manor hall
My ancestors are turning in the wall
And the whole world's drawing pictures of you two
I've seen them, boy, I've seen what they doI know that look, she gets it from me
That's exactly why I can plainly see
No, not that, not him, never that(Chorus)
Let me be perfectly clear, young man
If you ever make her cry
I won't raise my voice, I won't raise my hand
I'll simply let the silence fall
And erase you from this land
No headline and no hero's grave
No statue in the square
Just a rumor of a boy who was never really there
But if she smiles because of you
Then I'll hate you even more"Father, sit down, you're being dramatic"
Not my daughter, golden boy
Not the jewel of my name
You can win every war you want
But you'll never win this game
Keep your glasses and your famous scar
And your scarlet pride
Not my daughter, heroUnless she says otherwise...
She does smile at him, though.
Damn that boy.
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You walk in, the whole room turns
I fix my hair, I count to three
Everybody stares at you
Everybody, except meI've got better things to do
Better things than staring at youI'm not looking at you
Not looking at you
My eyes were just passing through
I'm not looking at you
Not looking at you
I've got so much else to do
So how do I know what you're wearing
How do I know where you've been
I'm not looking at you
I'm not looking againLook away, look away, look away
I never doYou're laughing with the clever girl
I couldn't care, I didn't see
I said your name hundred times today
In hatred, obviouslyI've got better things to do
Better things than staring at youI'm not looking at you
Not looking at you
My eyes were just passing through
I'm not looking at you
Not looking at you
I've got so much else to do
So how do I know what you're wearing
How do I know where you've been
I'm not looking at you
I'm not looking againLook away, look away, look away
I never doEleven years old, I held out my hand
You left it in the air
I've been pretending ever since
That I was never thereI'm not looking at you
Not looking at you
My eyes were just passing through
I'm not looking at you
Not looking at you
I've got so much else to do
So how do I know what you're wearing
How do I know where you've been
I'm not looking at you
I'm not looking againLook away, look away, look away
I never doLook away, look away, look away
I never do
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Potter...
You're in my way.
I didn't say move.Straighten your tie. You're a walking disgrace.
Must you be famous all over the place?
I took the long staircase to miss you today.
How terribly odd that you're going my way.
Weasley's still laughing. Granger can tell
I'd meant to be cutting. It isn't going well.Don't stand so close.
Don't walk away.
I've thought of something cruel to say.
It sounded better yesterday.Don't get the wrong idea, Potter.
Don't you dare smile.
I'm only here to insult you
So stay a little while.
You're careless, loud, impossible.
You've dreadful taste in friends.
I haven't finished hating you
Don't let the evening end.A Malfoy doesn't blush.
It's warm in here.Snape paired us up. An appalling mistake.
Move that aside—it's the wrong one to take.
I only caught it to spare us the mess.
No need to thank me.
A little bit less.
A hex in the courtyard. A flash at your head.
I should have just laughed. I stepped in instead.
I told you that heroes should learn how to duck.
You called me your hero.
You're pushing your luck.My father will hear about...
Actually, leave him out of this.Don't get the wrong idea, Potter.
Don't you dare smile.
I'm only here to insult you
So stay a little while.
You're careless, loud, impossible.
You've dreadful taste in friends.
I haven't finished hating you
Don't let the evening end.I know how to make you angry.
I know how to make you leave.
Nobody taught me what to do
When you stay and wait for me.
For once, I haven't got an answer.
Could you stay until I do?Harry...
I-
Oh, don't look so pleased with yourself!Don't get the wrong idea, Potter.
Don't you dare smile.
I'm only here to insult you
And stay a little while.
You're careless, loud, impossible.
You've dreadful taste in friends.
I haven't finished hating you
Walk me back again.Same time tomorrow.
That's a threat, Potter.
...Be punctual.
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Silence...
You two...
Sit down...Third row by the cauldrons, the usual display
He is glaring daggers, she is glaring them his way
She tosses back that platinum hair, she purrs, "Hello, Scar Boy"
He forgets his bubbling cauldron... and he melts it into noiseI have marked a thousand essays, I have heard a thousand lies
But I've never seen two idiots so blind behind their eyesTen points from Gryffindor for staring
Ten points from Slytherin for caring
You call it a rivalry... how tediously sweet
Detention, both of you
And separate your seatsPure blood, bad attitude, and a wand she twirls too much
He pretends he doesn't notice, then he flinches at her touch
Her father writes me letters: "Keep that reckless boy away"
I would gladly, sir, believe me... if they'd let me through the frayShe "accidentally" drops her quill, he "accidentally" bends
Two enemies who'll never, ever, ever... just be friendsTwenty points from Gryffindor for staring
Twenty points from Slytherin for caring
You call it a rivalry... how tediously sweet
Detention, both of you
And separate your seatsI was young once... briefly... regrettably
I too have stared across a room
At someone never meant for me
And that is why... the answer... is noFifty points from everyone for making me watch this
Fifty more for that ridiculous almost-kiss
You call it a rivalry, I call it a curse
Detention, both of you
And it will only get worsePredictable...
Always...
Class dismissed...