Title: Music Fever

By: Justine(I know i always use Avil, but it's like my alias so here's my real name for a change)

Summary: Two Guitars, One Bass, One Drum Set. One Gryffindor, One Slytherin, One Ravenclaw, One Hufflepuff. Above all One Band. One Band with love lost, love interests, past pain, identity crisis, family issues, fights, and make ups. New looks, Same familiar songs. Ron, Justin, Blaise, and Draco. Oh what a year ahead of them do they have. Pairings To Come.

Chapter One: Summers Cut Short

Ron Weasley was sitting in his room, practicing his strums when a tapping came from his window. He stood up and walked over to the window, opening it and letting the owl fly into his room. It was a letter from Hogwarts. He could tell because he'd recognize the owl. It was Jack, one of Dumbledore's prized owls. He didn't let any student use him to deliver letters to family or friends. 'The owl has to be as old as the old man', Ron thought as he took the letter from the Jack. Jack flew back to the window and perched himself on the ledge facing the outside air.

"I wonder what the old man wants now." Ron said to himself as he opened the letter and read out loud.

"Dear Ronald Weasley,

I am proud to inform you that you are one of four who have been chosen to participate in this year's school events. This year in Hogwarts a new tradition has begun. A competition between our brother and sister schools. Each school will set forth a Band to compete at the end of the school academic year. This being your 7th and final year, I am proud to say that this is a undoubted great honor for you and your family to be one of the first participants in this new tradition. If you so choose to not partake in this new tradition, please send a letter back with my beloved Jack. If you so choose to participate, please be at Platform 9 3/4 on June 30th at 11am. I am regrettably sorry to have your summer vacation cut short. You will also need your parents to sign the Permission Slip enclosed in the envelope. Your school supplies for this year will be provided for you considering you have yet to receive your requirements letter and also as a, as I've heard students say, perk for participating in this years school events.

Sincerely Your Headmaster Albus H. Dumbledore Order of Merlin, First Class."

Ron sat there looking at the letter for a moment before realizing what he'd just read out loud. He looked around his room. It had changed in the last two years. It had gone from bright orange to a dark blue. Instead of posters of Quiddich players on his walls, there were posters of some of the best bands ever lived, or at least he thought so. His whole look had changed. He went from a red head who wore all hand me downs to a red head who had a job and spent his money buying dark cloths, band T-shirts, skateboarding shoes, skateboards, and his three most prized possessions, his bass, acoustic guitar and his fender electric guitar. Everyone told him how much he'd changed but he never believed anyone until now. He realized just how much he'd changed. He actually cared about how he looked. He would no longer walk out of his house with a smudge of dirt on his face like he'd done in his first year. He hardly ever wore the maroon sweaters his mother made him, he only wore them when she'd make comments about him not wearing the cloths she made him. But he only did it to make her happy.

"Shit." He said out loud. He looked at the bird who had taken a shit on one of his old school books that sat underneath the window sell. He contemplated for a moment on wether or not he was going to do it. He walked over to the bird and gave him some feed. "Here," He smiled, "for your long journey home." Jack hooted and was off.

Ron quickly showered and walked back into his room, it was only 8 am but he'd been up for about two or three hours practicing, waiting for everyone in the house to be up. He pulled on a dark pair of jeans and socks. He looked through his drawer for his Hawk Nelson T-shirt and a white long sleeve shirt. He then pulled on his Zoo York shoes and walked out of his room, locking it after him. As he walked down the hallway to the stairs he saw his younger sister come out of her room scratching her head with her hair sticking up in ways you'd never think possible.

"Morning Ginny." He said chipperly to her and continued walking as she headed to the bathroom.

"I hate the fact that you're such a morning person now." She mumbled as she walked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

"Ouhhh, score one for Ron," He said, walking down the stairs to the second floor. He walked down the hallway towards the other set of stairs. He saw his twin brothers come out of their separate rooms at the same time. They had an innocent look on but Ron knew better by now. Just as he passed them he jumped over the space between them and continued walking.

"Damn, How the-"

"Hell did he know?"

"I'll see you guys downstairs." Ron waved as he walked down the stairs. "I believe that's score three for Ron, oh yess." He said to himself as he hit the last step. He walked from the living room area to the kitchen where his mother was cooking up breakfast.

"Good morning Ronnie." She said, giving him a kiss on his cheek, leaving lipstick. He wiped it off, it'd become habit to him by now.

"Morning mum." He said, taking a piece of toast off the counter and leaning on it.

"Ron you know that we all eat together as a family." She said, taking the piece of toast just as he was about to bite into it.

"Hey mum, do you mind if I talk to you seriously for a moment." Ron asked, he hardly ever spoke to his mother about serious things so he always figured he'd ask before speaking. She knew that was his way of doing things. She set down the pan and spatchula and leaned on the same counter he was.

"What is this about Ronald?" She asked seriously, with a bit of worry in her voice. Last time he adressed her like this was right before a Big Battle, when Harry and those who chose to fight had to protect Hogwarts from the Death Eaters that swarmed around the castle. It was when he told her that he would willingly follow Harry into battle. That was the same time that he told her he did not want to die, Merlin forbid, with a secret that was brooding within him for some time.

"I got a letter from Dumbledore today." He said, pulling the letter out of his back pocket and placing it on the counter. He had a serious look on his face, simply because he was serious about this. She reached for the letter, opened it and read it. She read it twice as a smile grew on her face. A smile appeared on his as he realized she would let him do it.

"Oh Ronnie!!" She eloped him in a hug, squeezing him tightly in her excitement. "Ohh I'm so proud of you. Here I thought nothing would come of you fooling around with those things up there for hours on end." She pulled a pen out of her pocket and happily signed the permission slip. "Your father is going to be over the moon." She said. "And just wait until Harry and Hermione find out. Ouhh I can just imagine the look on Hermione's face when she realizes she's missed out on a school opportunity like this." She giggled.

"I couldn't have said it better, mum." Ron laughed.

Justin Flinch-Fletchley received his letter from Dumbledore while he was on his skate ramp he'd built in his backyard in the late afternoon. He saw the owl flying into his house as he pulled off a trick he'd been trying to pull off for the past two weeks. He continued to skate until he heard his mother call out to him.

"Justin dear, you've got a letter from school." She yelled out the window, waving the letter.

"I'll be in in a sec' ma." He said, jumping off his skateboard. He ran to the chair beside the ramp, grabbed his shirt and water bottle he'd set aside. He raced into the house to the living room where he found his mother.

"Open it dear, it's awfully early for the school supply list, I'm so anxious." She handed it to him, he ripped it open and read it out loud to his mother. It was just like Ron's except the name was changed to his.

"Shit." He said, looking down at the letter. This summer had just started and already he'd gotten too much to handle, now the letter came.

"Language Justin. You may talk that way with all of your friends but I've told you about using it in my house." She said sternly. "Ouhhh I'm so proud of you honey."

"I don't think I should go mom." Justin said, he wanted to but he was needed here.

"Don't talk such nonsense, of course you're going. I'm signing this permission slip and there's nothing you can do about it."

"But-"

"No buts." She said, cutting him off. "You don't need to watch over me and plus it will do you good to get your mind off of things." She signed the slip and held it out to him.

"But what about you?" He said concerned.

"Don't you worry about me. I'll be fine. Your aunt is coming to stay for a few weeks. She was planning to move out here anyway for her new job and we'll be fine. Plus your uncle has agreed to come by now and then." She said.

"Do you really think that's best? You know Aunt Jenny."

"Mother says shes changed now and she's agreed to pay rent to prove herself. She's turned her life around. You must have faith in people."

"But what about my job?"

"This is more important the that job, not to mention the fact that you got that job behind my back. And that's enough excuses out of you young man, you take this slip and take every opportunity given to you." She said sternly then smiled at him. "I just want you to be happy dear."

"Thank you mom." He said, taking the slip and smiling at her. He gave her a kiss on her cheek.

Blaise Zabini was sitting in his dining room with his mother, Draco Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy when there was a tapping on the window. They were all having dinner when they were interrupted. Draco and Blaise were deep in talk about why they couldn't pull off their latest trick they'd though up while Narcissa and Hellen were deep into some other girly chit chat. Blasie got up from his seat and walked over to the window allowing Jack to settle on the window sell. He pulled two letters off his leg and left the window open.

"Draco, you and I have got letters from school." Blaise said, sitting back down. He looked at the window, wondering why the Jack hadn't left yet.

"It's awfully early for supply lists, isn't it?" Hellen gestured to Narcissa who nodded in agreement. Both boys opened the letters and read them.

"Shit." They both said at the same time. Their mothers stood up and took the letters form them, reading them seeing as all their children could tell them was, well 'shit'.

"Oh Draco, honey, I'm so proud of you." Narcissa said, hugging her son.

"And I you Blaise." Hellen did the same. They both made quills appear and signed where it was needed. They began to talk about what final events they would be able to squeeze in before the boys had to go back to school. They continued this for about half an hour before Blaise spoke up.

"Mother, may Draco and I be excused?" Blaise asked politely.

"Of course dear."

"Come on Draco, I've still got those E strings you left here last time." Blaise said, standing up, tapping Draco on the shoulder.

"I've been wondering where those went." Draco said, following Blaise up to his room.

"Do you think they will refuse the mark?" Narcissa asked as soon as the boys were upstairs.

"Merlin I hope so Narcissa, I really hope so." Hellen said to her, then smiling getting back to their event coordination.

(A/N): I know what you're all thinking. Shit. lol it was all of their reactions to the letter. Well I thought it was a good touch. I'm guessing that you're all guessing if all of these boys are little mama's boys huh. Well you never know. I hope you all like this chapter. Please R&R!!