Hogwarts Sing-Off, a harry potter fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, 'Run Devil Run', or 'Bring Me to Life'. They belong to JK Rowling, Ke$ha, and Evanescence respectively.

Author's Note: In this one-shot, Ginny is never Harry's girlfriend.

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Sixteen year old Hermione Granger stood in the doorway of the common room, mouth agape.

"Ronald Bilius Weasley!" Her tone was sharp and cold. Aforementioned redhead broke apart from kissing Lavender Brown and looked at Hermione sheepishly.

"You were my boyfriend!" she cried, beyond infuriated.

"I still am, Hermione!"

"Not anymore!"

Hermione turned and flounced out of the Gryffindor common room. Once she was out of earshot of anyone, she broke down. Sinking to her knees next to a

"Hermione? Are you okay?" She recognized the voice of her best friend, Harry Potter, and looked up. Her chestnut eyes clearly showed she was not okay.

"What's wrong?" He sat next to her and put an arm around her shoulders. She put her head on his own shoulder and spilled the story.

"...so that's how I ended up here." she finished. Harry's face was screwed up in fury.

"Merlin, how was I ever friends with him?" the dark haired teen muttered. "Hey Hermione."

"Yeah?"

"Dumbledore said yesterday that in two weeks, there was a Hogwarts singing competition."

"So?"

"Brown is entering, and so is Ronald."

Hermione nodded slowly, getting where this was going.

"And?" she asked.

"Revenge. You enter, and you blow them out of the water."

"Harry, I can't sing. You know that."

In response, he hoisted her to her feet and dragged her to an unused classroom full of Muggle instruments. He plopped on the piano bench and stood her next to him.

"Let me hear a C."

Hermione's voice was horribly off-key.

"We'll work on it." he said, giving her an encouraging smile.

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"Ready, Mione?" Harry asked, once more perched on the piano bench. Over the past week, they'd prepared three songs for each of the rounds. "Remember, this is the first time I'll be hearing them."

She nodded and cleared her throat.

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"Awesome!" Harry cried. "On point! Next one!"

Hermione nodded and cleared her throat once more.

"'Titanium' next, right?"

"Yep!"

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It was an hour before the competition. Hermione sat at a vanity, getting her hair and makeup done by Ginny, who had agreed to help them. She wore a crimson summer dress that fell just above her knee and knee-high black heeled boots. Her hair was in a ponytail, and her makeup brought out her stunning features. She was nervous about her first song, as it was her worst, but still good.

An hour later, she waited backstage as Dumbledore opened the competition. All students not participating in the competition were grouped in the Great Hall, and a makeshift stage had been created. He introduced the judges (Professors Sinistra, Slughorn, and Flitwick), and the theme (fast-paced) for the first round. The contest then began.

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When Lavender stepped out, Hermione's heart began to race. Her voice was very pretty, better than Ron's, and the sixteen year old waiting backstage was very nervous. Finally, it was her turn. She felt as if she had butterflies in her stomach, but seeing Harry in the crowd calmed her nerves. She smiled gently to him and cleared her throat. As was customary before each performance, she introduced herself.

"I'm Hermione Granger, Gryffindor, sixth year."

Dumbledore nodded and the music began to play.

"I always knew you were a bad boy
I used to think that it was cool
You took me down just like a Rob Roy
But now I'm coming next to you

Run, Devil, run run Devil, run run
Run Devil Devil run run

I never knew about your red horns
I never saw your evil scars
You used to be what I would live for
But then you went and slapped my heart

The promises that you promised
Are about as real as an air guitar
So watch your back 'cause I'mma steal your car

You better run, run, run, run, run
'Cause there's gonna be some hell to pay
You better run, run, run, run, run
And that's the only thing I'm gonna say, hey
I wish I'd known the right from the start
That I was dancing with the dark
You better run, run, run, run

Run Devil, run, run, Devil, run run
Run Devil Devil run run

Now that you're living with the vampires
You better get yourself a gun
I'll make you sing just like a boy's choir
I'll string you up to have some fun

Run, Devil, run run, Devil, run run
Run Devil Devil run run

Run Devil, run run, Devil, run run
Run Devil, Devil, run run

Run Devil, run run, Devil run run
Run Devil Devil run run

I'm throwing the trash, clearing the junk
I'm firing the cannon, you're gonna get sunk
You better sail off to the seven seas
There's not enough room for you and for me
(once again, if you would please)
There's not enough room for you and for me

Run Devil, run run, Devil run run
Run Devil Devil run run

Run Devil, run run, Devil run run
Run Devil Devil run run."

Throughout the performance, she channeled all her hatred for Ron Weasley into her facial expression, and it paid off. Pretty much everyone clapped, and she received an almost perfect score, tied with Lavender.

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The final round was there, and Hermione stood in an ankle length, figure hugging black dress. It was sleeveless, and it sparkled at the top. Her hair was in princess curls settled around her shoulders, and she wore a black rose among the locks. A gossamer sash glittered in the spotlight as the music began to play. Her voice started slow, but rose until she reached the chorus. The entire time, her face shone as she looked at Harry. He was the reason she was on stage right then.

"How can you see into my eyes like open doors?
Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb
Without a soul my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home

Wake me up
Wake me up inside
I can't wake up
Wake me up inside
Save me
Call my name and save me from the dark
Wake me up
Bid my blood to run
I can't wake up
Before I come undone
Save me
Save me from the nothing I've become

Now that I know what I'm without
You can't just leave me
Breathe into me and make me real
Bring me to life

Bring me to life
I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside
Bring me to life

Frozen inside without your touch
Without your love, darling
Only you are the life among the dead

All this time I can't believe I couldn't see
Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
Got to open my eyes to everything
Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul
Don't let me die here
There must be something more
Bring me to life

Bring me to life
I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside
Bring me to life... ."

The result of this performance? A standing ovation, and being declared the winner. Her favorite parts were seeing Lavender and Ron's shocked and angry faces, as well as kissing Harry in front of hundreds.

The End.