Alright guys this is our first song-fic using "What is this Feeling?" from Wicked the Musical/Play thingy. Enjoy.
It was the first day of the new school year. Harry was walking with his arm around his stunning girlfriend Ginny Weasley. Hermione and Ron were arguing behind him like they always do. It was a good thing they ended their relationship before someone was truly hurt. They stepped into the huge great hall and was met with silence. Everybody was staring at their favorite war heroes. Harry subconsciously moved his hair over his scar like he always does when he gets uncomfortable. They stepped in and went to go sit down. The whole great hall broke into whispers.
"This is ridiculous," Harry said to his best friends. Luckily Professor, now Headmaster McGonagall, stood up to the podium to make the annual announcements.
"This year at Hogwarts there are going to be some changes with the rooming," she stated. The whole Great Hall was now silent, wondering what in the world she was talking about. "We have paired up all of the seventh and eighth year students with someone from another house. The list will be shown to you after we have finished eating. The rooms will consist of a common area, a small kitchen, and two bedrooms conjoined by a bathroom. There will be no complaining about the pairings and no changes will be made. At all." McGonagall finished with a stern look to the Golden and Silver Trio. "Another announcement. Since we have not been able to find a replacement potion master," at this the Golden Trio looked solemnly at the ground for they saw the potions master die and now knew the truth about him, " We will be replacing potions with a singing class. Every student who had potions must take this class as it is mandatory. There will be a special classroom for it. That is all. Continue eating." McGonagall was finally done and the students could eat.
The students erupted into chatter, especially Slytherin and Gryffindor. Harry, not very hungry, set out to mooch a quill and ink off the ever-prepared Hermione Granger. He started to draft a letter to send to the remaining Marauders. Meanwhile, at the Slytherin table, Draco decided to complain about this new "chorus" class and the changes in rooming.
"I don't want to sing. You can't make me!" Pansy complained. She wasn't heard over the roar of the rest of Hogwarts. Everyone could hear Draco's comment though. "Oh Gosh I hope I don't get paired with Potter. Or Weasley for that matter. I would rather have Schlongbottom; at least I could scare him into staying away from me." Harry turned around, annoyed at Malfoys comment.
Ron and Hermione even stopped their bickering to glare at the threat.
"Like your good enough for us." Ron sneered.
"Shut up Weasel, you're not a threat. Just an annoying little ginger vermin."
"Watch it Malfoy" Harry spoke in a low voice as he glanced knowingly at Draco's arm.
"I just hope I don't get that pug-faced Parkinson. A Ravenclaw would be nice." Hermione said. "Knowing Headmaster McGonagall though we'll probably all be paired up with Slytherins. She's all about House unity."
"That would be just our luck," Harry finished.
Even Ron couldn't eat tonight, which has never happened before. Finally, the Hufflepuffs finished eating. McGonagall flicked her wand and papers flew out to all the students.
"Yes!" Ginny exclaimed. "I got Luna. Who did you guys get?"
"Ok guys." Hermione said."Let's all switch cards it will probably be easier to hear the news that way. Everyone agreed with her reasoning.
Hermione switched with Ron, Dean with Seamus, and Harry with Neville.
Harry swiftly opened Neville's, ready for this to be over with. "Umm Neville, you got Zacharias Smith. You're safe from the Slytherins."
Draco, hearing this thought, Shout. There goes my chance of getting Schlongbottom. Maybe Dean or Seamus.
Dean quickly went next. "Too bad buddy, you got that oaf Crabbe."
Seamus looked disgusted at this. He looked down at the card in his hand, and he grimaced even more. "Eh, looksies here like you got his sidekick Goyle. He's a few pints short of a milk churn." He said with his heavy Irish accent. Nobody knew what the term meant, but it didn't sound good.
Draco, now desperately listening to the Gryffindors, thought, Ughh. There goes my chance with them. Maybe I'll get someone not from Gryffindor. I doubt it though; you can practically tell who was going to be paired up with whom.
Draco was brought out of his thoughts by Blaise poking him. "What Blaise, I'm trying to listen to the Gryffindorks." Draco muttered.
"Who did we get from Gryffindor?" Blaise asked.
"Well so far Crabbe and Goyle got Seamus and Dean. The rest haven't opened theirs yet." Draco said. He looked over at his personal oafs to see that they were ok with getting the Gryffindorks. Probably because their roommates weren't part of the Golden Trio.
Back at the Gryffindor table, Hermione was opening Ron's. She looked down at the card and was relieved that he hadn't gotten Malfoy. She knew that he would still make a big deal out of the person he did get though. She looked up and said "Umm Ron... You got Zabini." She mentally prepared herself for his outbreak and it certainly came.
"WHAT HOW CAN MCGONAGALL PAIR ME WITH HIM. HE'S MALFOY'S BEST FRIEND AND PROBABLY A DEATH EATER TOO. WHAT IF HE TRIES TO KILL ME IN MY SLEEP?! Oh Hermione you got Daphne." Ron ranted away so it was no surprise when a calmer voice responded.
"Just to let you know Weasel, I am not a Death Eater. My family stayed neutral in the war. And just because I am best friends with Draco does not mean I am going to kill you in your sleep. You are not worth going to Azkaban." Blaise said with an even tone.
Neville finally opened the card that he forgot was in his hand. "Oh, um Harry, you kinda got Malfoy." He said. He looked up nervously and looked at Harry, waiting for the same outburst Ron had given. He didn't hear an outburst, but a regular tone.
"It's ok. I'll be ok. The war is over, and Malfoy's mom helped save me, so they can't be that bad, right? I already knew it was coming anyways." Harry said. He sounded more like he was trying to convince himself then his friends.
Draco hearing this reaction from Potter thought, If the Chosen One is not going to do anything then I guess neither am I. Its not like I can go to my father with this. Or can I.
Meanwhile, Hermione was sitting at the table a little happy. Of course she was sad for her friends, but at least she hadn't gotten Parkinson.
"Now class, true Music comes from the soul. If you're going to get anywhere in your life, you must learn to SING!" Snickers erupted throughout the class. Certain Slytherins smirked to other certain Slytherins. "Now don't be like that," the Professor announced, "You must be able to face your uncertainties and let you heart sing out. That's why, today, all of you will sing under the influence of," The professor paused here, resulting to the small guide of spells sitting on his desk. "Veritas Alica"
A span of silence suddenly broke out.
The professor, oblivious to death vibes being shot his way, simply chirped "Who's first?". When no one enthusiastically volunteered as he had hoped, Professor Harmonous simply levitated two young students from their seats. These students were none other than Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter.
"Wow Harry, you're really unlucky today." Hermione commented.
"What the bloody hell man?" Draco roared. He was cranky today. Well, more cranky than usual.
Without any other prompting, the professor uttered the truth spell. The class became quiet awaiting the results. Harry's lips quivered, trying in vain to keep the song from bursting through his vocals. He finally gave in and softly spoke with little strain "Dearest darling-est Sirius and Lupin" This earned some snickers from the Slytherins. Draco strained and strained not to embarrass himself by doing something as degrading as singing to Potter of all people.
With lots of pauses and sweat and strain, Draco uttered "My... Dear... F- Father."
Then the pair broke into song.
BOTH:
There's been some confusion
Over rooming here at Hogwarts
HARRY:
But of course, I'll care for Ginny
DRACO:
But of course, I'll rise above it:
BOTH:
For I know that's how you'd want me to respond
(Spoken:) Yes
There's been some confusion
For you see, my roommate is:
HARRY:
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar
And altogether quite impossible to describe:
DRACO:
Potter.
HARRY
What is this feeling,
So sudden and new?
DRACO:
I felt the moment
I laid eyes on you;
HARRY:
My pulse is rushing;
DRACO:
My head is reeling;
HARRY:
My face is flushing;
BOTH:
What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame,
Does it have a name?
Yes! Loathing
Unadulterated loathing
HARRY:
For your face;
DRACO:
Your scar
HARRY:
Your clothing;
BOTH:
Let's just say - I loathe it all
Ev'ry little trait, however small
Makes my very flesh begin to crawl
With simple utter loathing
There's a strange exhilaration
In such total detestation
It's so pure, so strong!
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be loathing
Loathing you
My whole life long!
The professor then yelled "Veritas Alica" over the roar of the two boys singing to charm the rest of the class. Their amusement of the entire production left them unprepared for the spell, and they started singing without further unwillingness.
STUDENTS:
Dear Harry, you are just too good
How do you stand it? I don't think I could!
He's a terror! He's a Tartar!
We don't mean to show a bias,
But Harry, you're a martyr!
HARRY:
Well; these things are sent to try us!
STUDENTS:
Poor Harry, forced to reside
With someone so disgusticified
We just want to tell you:
We're all on your side!
We share your;
BOTH:
What is this feeling
So sudden and new?
I felt the moment I laid eyes on you
My pulse is rushing
My head is reeling
Oh, what is this feeling?
Does it have a name?
Yes
Ahhh
STUDENTS (BACKGROUND):
Loathing Unadulterated loathing
For his face, his voice, his clothing
let's just say - we loathe it all
ev'ry little trait however small
makes our very flesh being to crawl
AHHH!
ALL:
Loathing!
STUDENTS:
loathing
BOTH:
There's a strange exhilaration
STUDENTS:
loathing
BOTH:
In such total detestation
STUDENTS:
loathing
BOTH:
It's so pure, so strong
STUDENTS:
So strong!
BOTH:
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be...
STUDENTS (BACKGROUND):
loathing...
BOTH:
loathing
For forever...
STUDENTS (BACKGROUND):
loathing...
BOTH:
loathing,
Truly deeply loathing you
loathing you
My whole Life long!
STUDENTS:
Loathing
Unadulterated loathing
DRACO:
Boo!
HARRY:
AH!
"So...who wants to go next?" Professor Harmonous asked. Luckily for the students, the bell rang and everyone was dismissed