Hi! Jacyn here, with my first ever published fanfiction! (There, now I've said it! I HAVE to post it!) Sorry, hyper hyper right now, I just had a really bad coffee at Borders, and it's late. That is not a slam to Borders. I love Borders. It just wasn't raspberry-y enough for my tastes.
So, to give you an idea as to what this is: I got the NOW: 27 CD, and I was inspired to write a set of songfics, one for each song. I chose HP because there are so many characters, perfect for 20 songs.
It's set in an AU universe, and not just because I completely disregard the seventh book as plot. It's more of a "Never in a million years" kind of thing. The summer after Ginny's class graduates from Hogwarts, her class and Harry's decide to rent a wizarding club for the night, and just get smashed and party. (By the way, don't yell at me if I get drunk completely wrong. I don't drink.) Right at the beginning, the DJ either gets bored, dis-inspired, or isn't there, because he decides to take one American Pop CD and just let it play. And during each song, at least on person or couple connects to the music.
Disclaimer: I do not claim to own NOW That's What I Call Music! Volume 27, any of the songs on that CD, or the universe of Harry Potter.
Rihanna: Don't Stop the Music
Couple: Ron and Lavender
Ron was slightly wary of this party his sister had planned. Mostly because Hermione was going to be there. In their seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the obvious couple had finally fallen together.
And fallen right apart. Apparently the "no matter what, we always stay friends" was only about friendship. They didn't hate each other, were even on speaking terms. But the Trio had just fallen apart that year, what with Harry and Draco defeating Voldemort (and then becoming a couple. Ron, the first to admit he hated gays, couldn't handle that), and he and Hermione breaking up.
But hey, there was an open bar, and (he hoped) a bunch of available chicks. He hadn't really dated since the "love of his life" turned out to not be such, and was hoping that tonight would get him back into the swing of things.
He looked at his reflection in the window of a Muggle Shop before heading into the club. He thought he looked good, in faded jeans tight enough to show off his ass, a Chudley Cannons tee-shirt (which actually made his hair stand out, instead of looking bad), and a brown leather jacket. Taking a deep breath, he walked into the club, and straight to the bar, where he downed a Fire Whiskey. A song was playing, the bass so loud the entire club was almost bouncing.
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Lavender stepped out of the loo, and into the club proper. The bass of the song almost made her stumble into Dennis Creevey, but she caught herself in time. She walked towards the bar, the heels that gave her two more inches of height clicking imperceptibly on the concrete floor. She had just gone in to make sure she looked okay, in her faded jeans, stilettos, Hollyhead Harpies tee-shirt, and brown formfitting leather jacket. Her blonde hair was in a shorter style than it had been in school, about mid-neck length, with many layers that she fanned out a few inches from her head.
Seeing a waiter pass with a few martinis on his tray, she motioned to one to ask if she could have it. When he nodded (He was cute, but not her type), she grabbed one, and downed it. It refilled, and she started sipping the second glass. She nodded her head to the beat, until a new song came on.
Please don't stop the music
Please don't stop the music
It was American, by Rihanna. Lavender actually like the artist, but the song wasn't very familiar.
It's getting late
I'm making my way over to my favorite place
I gotta get my body moving
Shake the stress away
Nodding her head to the beat, and dancing slightly, she looked up, straight into the eyes of Ron Weasley. She remembered their whirlwind dating in sixth year. She knew that he had actually had feelings for her, even if no one else did. She was heartbroken after they had broken up, but she realized that he needed to sort out his Hermione issues, before he could have any other relationship. She also had noticed (sheepishly, and with the help of Vati and Shay) that she might have come on a bit too strong. Might.
He wasn't that far from her. She dance-walked across the floor towards him. Maybe, three years after they had broken up, and two years after the major Trio split, he was ready to try again with her. And maybe the buzz from two and a half Martinis was making her a little wanton. 'Lets stay away from words like that, alright?' she told herself. "Won-Won" had been part of her naïve 6th year issues.
Finally reaching him, she did a little twirl, and smiled up at him.
I wanna take you away
Let's escape into the music, DJ let it play
I just can't refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin' to it
Please don't stop the, please don't stop the music
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I wanna take you away
Let's escape into the music, DJ let it play
I just can't refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin' to it
Please don't stop the, please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music
"Hey," he greeted Lavender. He had watched the way she moved towards him. He was reminded of the embarrassing, but not all bad, memories of their sixth year. He grinned to himself, and decided to take a chance on her.
"Wanna dance?" he asked her, flashing her one of his disarming crooked smiles. Yes, he was very much aware of the power of those smiles.
Baby are you ready 'cause it's gettin close
Don't you feel the passion ready to explode?
What goes on between us no-one has to know
This is a private show, ohh
"Sure!" she replied, and then blushed. He did also, slightly, and led her to a more central part of the dance floor. Lavender set down her drink on the same waiter's tray (he was starting to look a lot less cute), and began to dance with Ron.
At first, it was slightly awkward.
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We're hand in hand, chest to chest and now we're face to face
But, with the alcohol to smooth the way, they began to drop their guards. What had begun as slow, awkward swaying was now a more fluid, closer dance, brushing against each other with almost every move. They were actually pretty good dancers.
After a twirl of Lavender's, they came together back to front, Lavender grinding into Ron slightly. It wasn't overly sexual, and didn't look bad, but it sure felt good to Ron. He blushed slightly, and wrapped his arms around Lavender's waist. She looked up at him.
"This might sound rash, but do you want to try again?" she blushed slightly. "Us, I mean?" She looked hopeful, and the blush that stained her cheeks made her look adorable. He took on of her hands in his, and spun her around until they were facing each other again.
Do you know what you started?
I just came here to party
But now we're rockin on the dance floor, actin' naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We're hand in hand, chest to chest and now we're face to face
"Absolutely." He was blushing horribly, but gathering his Gryffindor-worthy courage, he leaned down and kissed her. He wasn't much better a kisser than he had been, but she liked a rougher kiss. Hands still clasped, she leaned into the kiss, stumbling slightly. She giggled.
"What say we find a place to sit, and catch up?" She grinned naughtily. "And maybe do more than catch up?" He nodded mutely, grinning with absolute abandon. Grabbing his jacket, and noting that they were dressed almost identically, she led him to a booth to the edge of the dance floor, for them to catch up.
Please don't stop the music
AN: First fanfiction ever. Please, if you would, tell me any mistakes you might see, whether they be grammatical, aesthetic, or lyrical. Lyrics from Sing365. And no, I'm not begging for a review. If you feel like it, then review, if you don't, hit your back button, and go on to the next fic.
Jacyn