A/N: Welcome to my new Songfic! This is my very first (and probably last) Harry/Hermione pairing story. However, when I listened to this song earlier, the idea for it just popped into my head.
Song lyrics belong to Rick Springfield and his writer's for Jessie's Girl, and for the purpose of this story, all "Jessie" references have been replaced with Harry, though the rest of the lyrics remain intact.
All Harry Potter universe characters belong to J.K. Rowling. The only thing from this story that I claim is the plot.
It didn’t take a genius to see that things had changed between all of them these past few years, and especially during the past couple of months. No matter how many times that Ron tried to explain the reasons he had left, Hermione wasn’t listening. Even Harry had changed. Ron didn’t even try to pretend that he didn’t know that something had happened between the two of them while he’d been gone, but it didn’t mean that he had to like it. Harry Potter had become his best friend from the moment that they had down together in the shared compartment on the Hogwarts Express all of those years ago. For years, they had been practically inseperable. Then he had to go and ruin for all of them.
Harry is a friend, yeah, I know he's been
A good friend of mine
But lately something's changed, that ain't hard to define
Harry's got himself a girl and I want to make her mine
Hermione had forgiven him, of course, over the course of time - as she herself had said that she was just always plain mad at him - just as he and Harry had repaired their friendship. He still felt as though he was pushed to the side however, and it always reminded him of the reason that he had left in the first place. Even back then he had felt that they were getting close, and it bothered him, bothered him worse than he would ever have admitted to anyone. And the worst part of all? It the was the look that they had for each other. When they would all go out, there were all those little things that just spoke without speaking. Harry would look at her, and she’d watch every movement, and just by seeing the look in her eyes he knew that it was more than friendship that the two of them felt for each other.
And she's watching him with those eyes
And she's lovin' him with that body, I just know it
Yeah 'n' he's holding her in his arms late, late at night
Even all of the little names that they had for each other, they were cute, and they had just a loving feeling to them, which made it even worse for him. Because the more that they said, the worse it made him feel. He had realized his true feelings, and had come so close so many times to telling her exactly how he felt, but each time he had almost said it, the worse he felt and stopped himself. Besides, even if he told her he thought he loved her, would it really do any good? Or would it just make her think that he was pathetic and even more of a loser than she already thought that he was?
You know, I wish that I had Harry's girl,
Where can I find a woman like that?
I play along with the charade, there doesn't seem to be a reason to change
You know, I feel so dirty when they start talking cute
I wanna tell her that I love her, but the point is probably moot
He pretended every time that it didn’t bother him, that he was fine with the two of them being together. He said it so much, that he everyone convinced that he was sincere - including himself at times. When and where would he ever be able to find anyone who could even hold a candle to Hermione Granger? And why had he ever let her go? That was the part that bothered him the most. There was no denying that he hadn’t tried to win her affections - and her heart. But it was evident now that her heart belonged to Harry. And he wanted her to be happy, he really did, because he knew that it was what she deserved. But that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt.
I wish that I had Harry's girl
Where can I find a woman, where can I find a woman like that
And I'm lookin' in the mirror all the time, wondering what she don't see in me
I've been funny, I've been cool with the lines
Ain't that the way love is supposed to be
Tell me, where can I find a woman like that
He watched them sit together at the table across from them, the smile on her face, that smile said it all. It told him that she was happier - happier than she had ever been with and him, and probably happier than she could be with him. He knew that he had to let her go. Out of his mind, out of his heart. Because for now, and forever, she was always going to be Harry’s girl.
A/N: I hope this has been a pleasant read. As I said, its my very first Harry/Hermione pairing, so I hope its enjoyable.
Thanks for reading!