This is a one shot. I am not giving up on my other story. I'm just bored, and needed a break before I ruined the other Harry Potter story I have going.


Her voice was soft as the crowd listened to her singing. Everyone came on Fridays because that was the day Harley sang. It was the weekend before Christmas, so the Cafe was packed with people trying to warm up from the cold.

I was walking home from school on a cold winter day.
Took a shortcut through the woods, and I lost my way.

She was dressed in a green maids outfit that you see all the time in animes. Her hair was short, but also pulled into two side ponytails. On top of her head were two fake green cat ears. She had milky white skin, unblemished, bright green eyes, and black hair.

It was getting late, and I was scared and alone.
But then a kind old man took my hand and led me home.

She was currently singing Alabama's song; Angels Among Us. She had hand picked the song, because of an incident just hours before.

Mama couldn't see him, but he was standing there.
And I knew in my heart, he was the answer to my prayers.

Two other waitresses were up on the stage with her. They wore red maid outfits. The outfit were the uniform for the small cafe. It drew in males. The male workers wore the typical Japanese butler outfits you see in their anime cafes.

Chorus
Oh I believe there are angels among us.
Sent down to us from somewhere up above.

All three were standing together, completely still.

They come to you and me in our darkest hours.
To show us how to live, to teach us how to give.
To guide us with a light of love.

Their voices carried softly as they ended the Chorus. Harley took over.

When life held troubled times, and had me down on my knees.
There's always been someone there to come along and comfort me.
A kind word from a stranger, to lend a helping hand.

Emerald green eyes spoke of memories running rampant. Her voice spoke of love and care and sadness.

A phone call from a friend, just to say I understand.
And ain't it kind of funny that at the dark end of the road.
Someone lights the way with just a single ray of hope.

Chorus
They wear so many faces, show up in the strangest places.
To guide us with their mercy, in our time of need.

The other two took over the singing for a bit as Harley wiped her seeping eyes.

Chorus
To guide us with a light of love.

They finished together. They had been the last act of the night, so Harley made her way to the back. Once in the dressing room, she changed clothes. If anyone had noticed, they said nothing when Harry Potter stepped out minutes later wearing a black hoodie, black pants, and green snow boots. His head had a green hat, and neck a green scarf. He was in the process of pulling on green mittens.

"See you tomorrow, Harry!" The owner called out as he left.

Harry's mind settled on how he had just seen his parents' ghosts in the graveyard of Godric's Hallow just a few days before. They had told him they were proud of him. That they loved him, and that he could never do anything to change that. Even if his friends felt different.

The twenty year old grinned to himself, wondering how his friends would react to his cross-dressing tendencies.