Granger, you're a slutface But you think you're such a smartie You were talking smack about me At the deathday party It was bad enough That I didn't get invited If you turned into a cat Again, I'd be delighted Cause I hate your giant beaver teeth I hate your bushy hair And that Weasley kid sure likes you But we know there's not much there Chorus Hermione Why are you mean to me? Some people like you but I disagree Hermione I'd rather hug the Whomping Willow tree You smell, here, have some potpourri Hermione Your name rhymes with pee I hope you get stung by a killer bee Hermione Oh, can't you see? You smell like poopy. Hermione, I hate you You're such a filthy prat It was funny when the polyjuice Turned you into a cat Why do you always use my toilet When you brew your potion? If I could, I'd drown you in A giant vat of lotion Cause I hate your giant beaver teeth I hate your bushy hair And that Weasley kid sure likes you But we know there's not much there Chorus