AN: Well, I haven't been updating for what? 10 months or so? I'm unbelievably sorry, and I'm restarting the story. I've editied the first three chapters, which are the only ones I'm planning on keeping, so I'm uploading them. Oh, and I took off the prologue with character descriptions, instead, I'm going to try to work them into the story. Anyways, enjoy!!

DISCLAIMER: Since I'm horrible with these, this will be the disclaimer for the whole story. I unfortunately don't own the characters (unless I kidnap them x]]), except for Matt, and maybe other OCs. I also don't own any of the songs here. Enjoy!!

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"Ugh. I can't believe it's summer vacation again," I groaned into my hands.

"Harry, Harry, Harry," Draco shook his head. "You must be the only person in the whole wizarding world who detests summer break. No school, no homework, what could be better? We get to spend the whole day at our own houses, just kicking back and relaxing."

" I know, that's the point Draco. How many times do I have to tell you?" I sighed and turned to look at him. "I have to go back home to my family who's pretty much convinced I'm the next Grindelwald."

"Didn't you say that they pretty much ignore you?" Blaise asked, stretching out on the couch in the common room.

"Yeah, Mum does. Matt's always on about how evil and horrible I am." Harry snorted. "Dad's always nagging me to be more like that Gryffindor. Matt this, Matt that. Harry, why can't you be more like Matt?" he mimicked in a high-pitched voice. "Harry, why can't you receive all O's like Matt? Harry, why can't you be a prefect like Matt? Harry, why couldn't you have been in Gryffindor like Matt? Harry, why don't you go fucking kill yourself?"

"I bet they're not that bad," Seamus said encouragingly , but Harry shot him a dark look.

"And don't even get me started on when Matt's friends come over."

"Wait, doesn't your brother hang out with the Weasleys?" Blaise asked.

"Exactly, their entire family comes over, and I have to listen to all of them bitch about how fucking cruel and heartless I am, and how sorry they are for my parents. Well, Fred and George are actually decent, but the Weasel usually brings Beaver over too, and the two of them are always telling everyone how I'm destined and how I'm going to take over the world one day and smash everyone into smithereens and all that crap," Harry sneered.

"Well Harry…" Drake said slowly, a familiar glint in his silver eyes. "We still have a week left, so why not enjoy it and stir up as much trouble as we can?"

"Yeah!" Blaise and Seamus chorused.

"Sure," I shrugged, "but I'm fucking tired, so let's go to bed now."

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"Harry!!! Wake up!!! We're going to be late!" Drake shouted.

"Huh?" I replied groggily, rubbing my eyes and sitting up.

"Do you want to be late for Defense?" Drake asked, "You know how biased Thomason is against us."

"Oh shit! What time is it?" I scrambled out of bed and reached for my robes hastily, stumbling into Draco the process.

"Twenty minutes left! Hurry up!"

15 minutes later we met up with Blaise and Seamus (Draco and I share a room, and Blaise and Seamus share another one).

"Hey, we have some spare time. Want to go grab some food from the kitchen?" Seamus asked.

"Sure," Drake said. So we went through the entrance and found Mipsy there.

"House Elf! Breakfast for all of us." Blaise demanded.

"Of course sirs!!! Mipsy will be delighted" she squeaked.

After we had all gotten what we wanted, we walked to DADA eating and talking, when we ran into the Weasel and Beaver.

"Weasel, Beaver," Drake sneered.

"The perfect couple," Blaise chimed in.

"Back from your nightly shag, are 'you?" I glared. "Don't worry, your babies will probably have flaming red hair that blinds everyone and teeth so large they can't close their mouths."

"Shut up Malfoy!" Ron replied, "at least I don't come from an evil family."

"Is that the best you got?" Seamus snorted. "Come on, you've got to have a bit more creativeness in that tiny brain of yours. Like that time your wand backfired and you ended barfing slugs for the rest of the day."

We cackled appreciatively.

"Oh yeah?" Weasley said, his voice dripping with malice. ""Well, Potter, I feel sorry for your family, for ending up with a evil prat like you."

"Weasel, shut the fuck up!" Draco yelled, reaching for his wand.

All of a sudden, Professor Snape appeared. His greasy black hair curtained his pallid face, his thin lips twisted into a triumphant smirk. "Fighting Weasley? 10 points of Gryffindor, and detention with me tonight. You too Granger," he said. The Beaver looked tearful.

"But, Professor—I—I haven't done anything! They," she pointed at the Slytherins. "were the ones who picked the fight! Please, Professor S—"

"Another 10 points, and a week of detention," Snape hissed and, with a swish of his cloak, headed down the corridor. We smirked triumphantly. When Blaise passed them, he gave Weasel a hard shove and he ended up on the floor. Granger shrieked and bent down to help her up. I would have sent her a hex, but Thomason was glaring at us. We went to sit at our usual spots, at the back of the class. As we were walking out after class, Pansy caught up to us.

"Hey boys, are you guys going to do a show on Thursday, the night before school ends?" she was referring to our band, and Seamus nodded.

"What? We are? But we haven't practiced yet," Draco complained.

"That's okay," Blaise shrugged. "We still have a couple of days."

"Are we going to learn any new songs?" Seamus asked me, and I shook my head.

"No, I don't think so, 'cause we still need to get the tune just right for the new one I just wrote."

"All right then, so we'll practice in the Room of Requirement tonight."

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"Ok, you guys are up in 5," Theodore said. I immediately started panicking—this was only our sixth gig, and I still had a bit of stage fright. I could feel my stomach clenching with nerves.

"What are we going to do? We've only been practicing for the past 3 days. What if we mess up?"

"Calm down 'Ry," Drake reassured me, "we'll do fine." Then he smiled that smile at me, and I felt myself practically melting.

Whoa, pull yourself together buddy. All he did was give you a smile, and pat your back. Don't go crazy.

"And coming up right now, are "The Sinful Snakes"!!!" Everyone cheered, and all of a sudden, we were on the Slytherin stage in the common room. We headed onstage, and I could feel the bright lights beating down on my face. Everyone's eyes, glued on me… everyone staring at us…

"Ok, we're going to start with "Welcome to My Life"," Seamus shouted.

"And a 5, 6, 7, 8," Blaise said.

As I sang, I could feel some of the tension knotted inside me assuage away.

"Next up, is "Grow up"," Pansy said, who was the announcer.

We played for four more hours until 2 AM (or whatever the hell 4 hours later is) and then we had to go to bed, as there was a killer test the next day in Defense. I just laid there in bed for at least half an hour, staring at the ceiling, and basking in the glory as I relived the memory…. Everyone staring at me… everyone cheering… Draco giving me a kiss on the cheek when we were done… I sighed contentedly and rolled over, falling into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

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