James can sing ?
Sirius sauntered in first, hips swinging, lips grinning, guitar in his hand. Everything was just fine for him. No need for a love declaration from him. Girls were already peering indiscreetly at him.Then good old Moony, shuffling into the common room, hovering his drum-kit along side him. He was smiling shyly at his pretty girl-friend. He didn't need a declaration either.
Before last, wimpy little Wormy, clutching his violin as if it would bite him, bent down, nose practically twitching. He didn't want a declaration. No-one would go out with Peter Pettigrew ! Never …
Last but not least, poor Prongsie. Peering around to see if Lily was there. When he caught her eye, he blushed deeply and looked at his feet. Then tripped over them. Boy did he need a declaration.
So Sirius had set up a great plan T. Sirius had lots of good plans. Sirius had lots of dates. It should work. Sirius knew how to play the guitar. And sing. But not at the same time…
Sirius set his guitar in the middle of the room, and beckoned to Moony, who gently let his drum kit next to Sirius's guitar. Finally, Peter's violin came crashing down with bang. James walked shakily up to the front, and pointed at his throat. With a simple non-verbal spell, his voice was propelled through the room. Sirius had done the same too, it appeared.
'Well hello Gryffindor !' All the girls screamed.
'Tonight we have some thing special for you all ! You are all going to be the first ones to the listen to our new band … The Marauders !' More high-pitched screaming.
This was James's cue. He had to sing. His throat was dry. Everyone was looking at him. Duh.
'Ooo ooo oooh …' He started croaking. God he sounded terrible ! Then the music started. Every girl looked at Sirius playing the guitar, with his shirt half open A/N: Drool !. Every girl … Except that red-headed beauty over there.
The guitar really started up, Moony beating the heck out of his drums, Peter squeaking along with his violin.
'I can't get my eyes off of you … Ooo ooo' Help ! What a terrible voice !
'I think I might love you …
My stomachs turning over
My heart is beating hard
My cheeks are going red
I think I love you …'
Applause from one little girl from first year, who quickly stopped.
'My little red-haired girl' All eyes swivel to Lily.
'You're my first, last
Oooonly loooove
Love you forever.
Oooo ooo oooOohohoo…'
He sounded like a hippopotamus who just used a toilet for the first time.
He sounded like an old beaver with a sore throat.
He sounded like a piece of Lego who just found out that it couldn't sing.
He sounded awful.
'Hoooo-ooo-ohwowoo-' Interruption ! At long last !
'Stop ! Stop ! Stop ! Stop !' Cried Lily, 'I can't take it any more.'
'What ?!' hollered Sirius, still having a particularly loud voice, 'We sound great !'
'Stop and I'll go on a date with you, Po – James …'
'We sound that bad ?!' Sirius was indignated.
'Deal accepted ! But I want a promise !'
As a deposit, Lily walked over to the not-so-Elvis-James, and kissed him.
For a minute, all that could be hear was Sirius :
'Man, we are that bad.'
A/N : I might do a encore if you leave lots of Reviews !!