Harry Potter and the Final Battle
Chapter 1: Haunted
Disclaimer: Ok here we go...soooo much I don't own in this story.....1st off – J.K. owns H.P. and Co. The only characters I own are Tabitha Ann Potter (though I don't exactly own the last name...or 1st. explain later), Libby Kazuma, and Serenity Valentine. There's A LOT of Cowboy BeBop relations, as well as the opening to Final Fantasy X-2 (in stores now!) as you'll see in this chapter. I do however own the plot. YAY FOR ME! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was a nice day outside. The type of day mothers would rip their dear child's computer monitor off their desk and out the window, yelling and screaming at them to go outside and save their eyesight. It was also the type of day to go see a concert, as many did. Those many were either lined up outside of a huge concert hall either to get their ticked from a scalper, crowded around big screen that had been set up in light of the events waiting for the show to start, or inside, screaming for the show to start.
"Tabitha, are you sure we should be doing this? I mean, what if we get caught? Or worse..."
A girl turned around to face her friend, her raven black hair swinging with her head. "Oh come on, Libby. Harry did say to make a distraction, right?" When Libby nodded, she continued, "I mean it's not like he actually specified what we were supposed to do. Now everyone get to your instruments! We have a show to start!"
And so, with her last word, she turned back around, picked up her guitar and strapped it on. She then picked up a walkie-talkie and turned it on.
Once the last of the guards was out cold, she pulled them all into a janitorial closet and locked the door with a simple locking charm, the only charm she used to follow her part of the plan. She didn't spend a whole year learning martial arts for nothing.
"Hermione, we're all ready with the distraction. When should we start?"
Hermione looked down at her waist, where her walkie-talkie was stashed in her pocket. Digging in she pulled it out, "Whenever you're ready. Just don't forget to be careful. Whatever you do, you can't be seen."
There was a short pause and then: "Erm... right Hermie, whatever you say!"
Before Hermione could tell her not to use that nickname, she heard the beep that told her she'd shut her walkie-talkie off
*~*~*~*~*~*
Cheers. Lots of them. In truth, Tabitha really wasn't planning on being true to her word Oh hell no. It just wasn't her style.
As the curtain opened, the cheers became louder. Tabitha, Libby, Serenity and Ashley took the stage and their places, Serenity seating herself at her drum set, flashing Libby a helpful smile.
Tabitha looked around the huge auditorium with pride. Not one seat was empty. She grinned. "Hello everyone and welcome!" More cheers. "This is a little song I like to call Haunted. Enjoy!"
Libby began to play her keyboard, nervously biting her lip. What came out of her beloved instrument was a slow tune, and she was soon joined by the other instruments, except the drums.
Taking her cue, Tabitha began to sing, slowly dragging the lyrics out of her mouth.
"Lo-ng lost words whisper slow-ly to me
Still can't find what keeps me here
When all this time I've been so hol-low inside
I know you're still there
Watching me, wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
fear-ing you, lov-ing you
I won't let you pull me down
Hun-ting you, I can smell you - alive
You-r heart pounding in my hea-d
Watching me, wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
Sav-ing me, ra-ping me
watching me"
Everyone pulled together with an earth shattering solo. Little did they know, right then and there they were being watched by the three same people they would be running from when this was all over.
"I thought I told you to warn them-"
"I did! It's not my fault they don't want to listen!"
"I have not idea what you're complaining about. I like it."
"Look, let's just go and do what we were came here to do. Ron, there should be a trap door somewhere near the stage. And Hermione, check out the managers office. There must be something there. As for me, there must be something out back. You all under stand?" When they nodded, Harry didn't respond, simply took off for the back of the huge building.
Everyone else sang while Tabitha backed them up, striking her guitar and losing herself in the music.
watching me...wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
fearing you...loving you
I won't let - you - pull – me - down
The last notes were played and so ended the song, and the "distraction".
*~*~*~*
"I thought I told you not to bee seen."
Unfortunately for Tabitha and her "crew", they hadn't run fast enough. They were standing in the now empty concert hall, Harry and Tabitha glaring daggers at each other.
"Would you lighten up?" complained Tabitha. "I think you're just jealous you have someone related to you who is famous in our world and the muggle world. Besides, it was a pretty awesome show."
"She's right on that one," piped up Ron, who had been dancing from foot to foot, nervous to admit that he really had taken advantage of the excuse to take a closer look at the stage. "I mean, all those lights and – and – it was just so awesome Tabitha."
Tabitha stopped glaring long enough to give Ron a thankful look before returning to Harry. "I see someone appreciates work of art. Besides" – she flashed him what she hoped was an innocent look – "it's not my fault I was seen. It's not like you told me why –"
"You're right," said Harry, "I didn't tell you why. Wanna know why?" He didn't wait for an answer. "Because I didn't think you would do something as stupid as this and actually listen for once. Obviously I was wrong. And to be honest, I wasn't even expecting that sort of distraction... if you can even call it that. I was expecting more or less something to be blown up. Kids your age like that don't you?" He ran a hand through his unruly black hair and shook his head.
Tabitha, not one to give up that easily looked to Hermione. "Well, what did you think of the show?"
Hermione, who had stayed quiet during the exchange, jumped and looked to Harry and Ron for support. Ron seemed to be off in his own world, talking to Serenity, Libby, and Ashley while Harry looked at her expectantly, an eyebrow raised.
"... er... well I really don't think I have an.. erm... opinion in this matter..." She looked at her watch and let out a false cry. "Oh! Look at the time!" She began rounding up Tabitha and her band, shooing a protesting Ron away. "You two better look under every floorboard here. You know how Moody gets when you don't. Besides," her face finally turned serious, "we're expecting someone today."
And so, with that, she ordered everyone to apparate and then, with one last look at Harry and Ron, apparated herself.
Chapter 2: (gimmie a song!!!!! THAT RELATES 2 THE CHAPTER....)
Author's Note(s): Ok, as you can probably see, I've been having a few technical difficulties with the italics and paragraphs and that good stuff... so if anyone would mind helping me out that would be great! Anyway, you all know my disclaimer so on w/ the story!
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco looked at the directions he had received via owl and looked at the building he was in front of, confirming the address. He was facing what he guessed was an old Japanese hotel, considering the design.
"Better get this over with," he muttered and climbed the stoop and knocked on the door. When no one answered, Draco, and his extreme lack of patience, stepped inside.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tabitha and the youngest Weasley were getting ready to enjoy the backyard hot springs, something all women should pride the Japanese for.
After the concert, Hermione, Tabitha, Serenity, Libby, and Ashley all came back home to find Ginny sitting at the worn dining room table, drinking a Cup-'o-Java Hermione had gotten her hooked on and reading the Daily Prophet. After a quick conversation, Serenity, Ashley and Libby apparated themselves home, only just passing the test with Tabitha a week before. Hermione ran out to run some quick errands leaving Ginny and Tabitha alone.
After stripping down and wrapping themselves in a towel, they were about to step out through the sliding glass doors when they heard a knock at the door.
"Who is it!" called Ginny, but no answer.
"WHO'S THERE!" Tabitha tried, but received no answer.
"We'd better answer it. Hermione's not here, remember?"
Looking to Ginny, Tabitha shrugged and they reluctantly pulled their clothes back on, grumbling all the way. Whoever had interrupted their "quiet pampering time" would have hell to pay.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco looked all through the house, passing a number of empty bedrooms, one of which he dropped his things off and continued his search for human life. He passed a kitchen and a living room, all looking like they were lived in but no one there.
After searching the rest of the house, including a laundry room and a dining room full of dirty clothes and dishes, he finally went outside.
He went out the way he came in and took a right, only to come across a brilliant patio full of furniture, all facing what looked like a pool. Upon his closer inspection, he saw that it was a hot springs.
Grinning and looking around he undressed. What could be the harm in this when no one's around? he thought as he picked up a towel off a glass table and replaced it with his clothes. Absolutely nothing.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Well I guess no one was there," said Ginny.
"No, really?" retorted Tabitha. "I just can't wait to hop into those hot springs. They do relieve stress right?"
"That's what Hermione said."
"Good."
Finally reaching the changing room, they stripped for the second time, Tabitha much quicker with her lack of patience than Ginny, who learned what patience meant after years with six brothers and one bathroom.
And so, Tabitha wrapped another towel around herself and went outside on her own, leaving Ginny by herself only to find a figure already soaking in the spring's brilliant waters. Who it was, she couldn't tell with all the steam. And so, figuring Hermione had returned, she walked over to the edge and stepped into the water, waving hello to "Hermione", who was a good five feet away from her, hidden in the steam.
Tabitha closed her eyes and stretched. "Ah... the morning bath is always the best!"
Draco was bewildered. Here was a girl, looking seventeen, who simply stepped into the hot springs without one word as to why he was there. Of course, there was a helluva lot of steam, but she obviously saw him there considering how she had greeted him. Then again, she could think he was someone else.
"You know Hermie, I think you're right about these springs relieving stress. I fell better already!"
Hermie? he thought. Hermie... Hermione... Granger!
Now he was in trouble. She had swam so she now sat right next to him, and although she had her eyes closed, he knew he was caught.
"I mean just five minutes ago I had the worst kink in my neck, but now," she put a hand on "Hermione's lap, "I feel..." Oh was he caught.
She finally opened her eyes and looked down, then up to meet his face, her eyes narrowing. "Hermione?"
Draco swallowed. "... um... actually..."
"Oh... HEEEEEELP!"
She shot up like a bullet and turned to face the stranger, who also stood up. "Who the hell are you?!"
Smirking, Draco bowed and said, "Dra-"
That was as far as he got however, for when he bowed, he bowed right into her breasts.
Tabitha shook with anger and shoved him and punched him square in the nose, sending him flying back through the glass doors with so much force, she could swear she used magic.
He slid once through the glass across the floor and tipped over a basket-bowl full of clothes right in front of another girl. Who it was he didn't care to look up, but he simply reached down to check his towel still covered him and he sat up.
"Who's this?" The girl he'd slid in front of went to reach down to pick up the basket when his attacker came running up to the now shattered glass door.
"Gin, don't touch him! He's a pervert!"
"Gin" obliged. She snapped her hand back as if she received a shock.
This only angered Draco even more. "I am not a perv!"
In turn, this angered Tabitha and she went running towards him, minding the glass. He took off running, the basket full of clothes still over his head, out the glass screen door behind him, which had writing in black bold letters; Women's Bath.
"Hey! Get back here with my fucking panties!" called Ginny as Tabitha ran out the same screen door and followed him down the hall.
"Wait one second," Ginny muttered. "Was that..." A wicked grin spread across her face. "Oh this will be fun."
Chapter 1: Haunted
Disclaimer: Ok here we go...soooo much I don't own in this story.....1st off – J.K. owns H.P. and Co. The only characters I own are Tabitha Ann Potter (though I don't exactly own the last name...or 1st. explain later), Libby Kazuma, and Serenity Valentine. There's A LOT of Cowboy BeBop relations, as well as the opening to Final Fantasy X-2 (in stores now!) as you'll see in this chapter. I do however own the plot. YAY FOR ME! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was a nice day outside. The type of day mothers would rip their dear child's computer monitor off their desk and out the window, yelling and screaming at them to go outside and save their eyesight. It was also the type of day to go see a concert, as many did. Those many were either lined up outside of a huge concert hall either to get their ticked from a scalper, crowded around big screen that had been set up in light of the events waiting for the show to start, or inside, screaming for the show to start.
"Tabitha, are you sure we should be doing this? I mean, what if we get caught? Or worse..."
A girl turned around to face her friend, her raven black hair swinging with her head. "Oh come on, Libby. Harry did say to make a distraction, right?" When Libby nodded, she continued, "I mean it's not like he actually specified what we were supposed to do. Now everyone get to your instruments! We have a show to start!"
And so, with her last word, she turned back around, picked up her guitar and strapped it on. She then picked up a walkie-talkie and turned it on.
Once the last of the guards was out cold, she pulled them all into a janitorial closet and locked the door with a simple locking charm, the only charm she used to follow her part of the plan. She didn't spend a whole year learning martial arts for nothing.
"Hermione, we're all ready with the distraction. When should we start?"
Hermione looked down at her waist, where her walkie-talkie was stashed in her pocket. Digging in she pulled it out, "Whenever you're ready. Just don't forget to be careful. Whatever you do, you can't be seen."
There was a short pause and then: "Erm... right Hermie, whatever you say!"
Before Hermione could tell her not to use that nickname, she heard the beep that told her she'd shut her walkie-talkie off
*~*~*~*~*~*
Cheers. Lots of them. In truth, Tabitha really wasn't planning on being true to her word Oh hell no. It just wasn't her style.
As the curtain opened, the cheers became louder. Tabitha, Libby, Serenity and Ashley took the stage and their places, Serenity seating herself at her drum set, flashing Libby a helpful smile.
Tabitha looked around the huge auditorium with pride. Not one seat was empty. She grinned. "Hello everyone and welcome!" More cheers. "This is a little song I like to call Haunted. Enjoy!"
Libby began to play her keyboard, nervously biting her lip. What came out of her beloved instrument was a slow tune, and she was soon joined by the other instruments, except the drums.
Taking her cue, Tabitha began to sing, slowly dragging the lyrics out of her mouth.
"Lo-ng lost words whisper slow-ly to me
Still can't find what keeps me here
When all this time I've been so hol-low inside
I know you're still there
Watching me, wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
fear-ing you, lov-ing you
I won't let you pull me down
Hun-ting you, I can smell you - alive
You-r heart pounding in my hea-d
Watching me, wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
Sav-ing me, ra-ping me
watching me"
Everyone pulled together with an earth shattering solo. Little did they know, right then and there they were being watched by the three same people they would be running from when this was all over.
"I thought I told you to warn them-"
"I did! It's not my fault they don't want to listen!"
"I have not idea what you're complaining about. I like it."
"Look, let's just go and do what we were came here to do. Ron, there should be a trap door somewhere near the stage. And Hermione, check out the managers office. There must be something there. As for me, there must be something out back. You all under stand?" When they nodded, Harry didn't respond, simply took off for the back of the huge building.
Everyone else sang while Tabitha backed them up, striking her guitar and losing herself in the music.
watching me...wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
fearing you...loving you
I won't let - you - pull – me - down
The last notes were played and so ended the song, and the "distraction".
*~*~*~*
"I thought I told you not to bee seen."
Unfortunately for Tabitha and her "crew", they hadn't run fast enough. They were standing in the now empty concert hall, Harry and Tabitha glaring daggers at each other.
"Would you lighten up?" complained Tabitha. "I think you're just jealous you have someone related to you who is famous in our world and the muggle world. Besides, it was a pretty awesome show."
"She's right on that one," piped up Ron, who had been dancing from foot to foot, nervous to admit that he really had taken advantage of the excuse to take a closer look at the stage. "I mean, all those lights and – and – it was just so awesome Tabitha."
Tabitha stopped glaring long enough to give Ron a thankful look before returning to Harry. "I see someone appreciates work of art. Besides" – she flashed him what she hoped was an innocent look – "it's not my fault I was seen. It's not like you told me why –"
"You're right," said Harry, "I didn't tell you why. Wanna know why?" He didn't wait for an answer. "Because I didn't think you would do something as stupid as this and actually listen for once. Obviously I was wrong. And to be honest, I wasn't even expecting that sort of distraction... if you can even call it that. I was expecting more or less something to be blown up. Kids your age like that don't you?" He ran a hand through his unruly black hair and shook his head.
Tabitha, not one to give up that easily looked to Hermione. "Well, what did you think of the show?"
Hermione, who had stayed quiet during the exchange, jumped and looked to Harry and Ron for support. Ron seemed to be off in his own world, talking to Serenity, Libby, and Ashley while Harry looked at her expectantly, an eyebrow raised.
"... er... well I really don't think I have an.. erm... opinion in this matter..." She looked at her watch and let out a false cry. "Oh! Look at the time!" She began rounding up Tabitha and her band, shooing a protesting Ron away. "You two better look under every floorboard here. You know how Moody gets when you don't. Besides," her face finally turned serious, "we're expecting someone today."
And so, with that, she ordered everyone to apparate and then, with one last look at Harry and Ron, apparated herself.
Chapter 2: (gimmie a song!!!!! THAT RELATES 2 THE CHAPTER....)
Author's Note(s): Ok, as you can probably see, I've been having a few technical difficulties with the italics and paragraphs and that good stuff... so if anyone would mind helping me out that would be great! Anyway, you all know my disclaimer so on w/ the story!
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco looked at the directions he had received via owl and looked at the building he was in front of, confirming the address. He was facing what he guessed was an old Japanese hotel, considering the design.
"Better get this over with," he muttered and climbed the stoop and knocked on the door. When no one answered, Draco, and his extreme lack of patience, stepped inside.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tabitha and the youngest Weasley were getting ready to enjoy the backyard hot springs, something all women should pride the Japanese for.
After the concert, Hermione, Tabitha, Serenity, Libby, and Ashley all came back home to find Ginny sitting at the worn dining room table, drinking a Cup-'o-Java Hermione had gotten her hooked on and reading the Daily Prophet. After a quick conversation, Serenity, Ashley and Libby apparated themselves home, only just passing the test with Tabitha a week before. Hermione ran out to run some quick errands leaving Ginny and Tabitha alone.
After stripping down and wrapping themselves in a towel, they were about to step out through the sliding glass doors when they heard a knock at the door.
"Who is it!" called Ginny, but no answer.
"WHO'S THERE!" Tabitha tried, but received no answer.
"We'd better answer it. Hermione's not here, remember?"
Looking to Ginny, Tabitha shrugged and they reluctantly pulled their clothes back on, grumbling all the way. Whoever had interrupted their "quiet pampering time" would have hell to pay.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco looked all through the house, passing a number of empty bedrooms, one of which he dropped his things off and continued his search for human life. He passed a kitchen and a living room, all looking like they were lived in but no one there.
After searching the rest of the house, including a laundry room and a dining room full of dirty clothes and dishes, he finally went outside.
He went out the way he came in and took a right, only to come across a brilliant patio full of furniture, all facing what looked like a pool. Upon his closer inspection, he saw that it was a hot springs.
Grinning and looking around he undressed. What could be the harm in this when no one's around? he thought as he picked up a towel off a glass table and replaced it with his clothes. Absolutely nothing.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Well I guess no one was there," said Ginny.
"No, really?" retorted Tabitha. "I just can't wait to hop into those hot springs. They do relieve stress right?"
"That's what Hermione said."
"Good."
Finally reaching the changing room, they stripped for the second time, Tabitha much quicker with her lack of patience than Ginny, who learned what patience meant after years with six brothers and one bathroom.
And so, Tabitha wrapped another towel around herself and went outside on her own, leaving Ginny by herself only to find a figure already soaking in the spring's brilliant waters. Who it was, she couldn't tell with all the steam. And so, figuring Hermione had returned, she walked over to the edge and stepped into the water, waving hello to "Hermione", who was a good five feet away from her, hidden in the steam.
Tabitha closed her eyes and stretched. "Ah... the morning bath is always the best!"
Draco was bewildered. Here was a girl, looking seventeen, who simply stepped into the hot springs without one word as to why he was there. Of course, there was a helluva lot of steam, but she obviously saw him there considering how she had greeted him. Then again, she could think he was someone else.
"You know Hermie, I think you're right about these springs relieving stress. I fell better already!"
Hermie? he thought. Hermie... Hermione... Granger!
Now he was in trouble. She had swam so she now sat right next to him, and although she had her eyes closed, he knew he was caught.
"I mean just five minutes ago I had the worst kink in my neck, but now," she put a hand on "Hermione's lap, "I feel..." Oh was he caught.
She finally opened her eyes and looked down, then up to meet his face, her eyes narrowing. "Hermione?"
Draco swallowed. "... um... actually..."
"Oh... HEEEEEELP!"
She shot up like a bullet and turned to face the stranger, who also stood up. "Who the hell are you?!"
Smirking, Draco bowed and said, "Dra-"
That was as far as he got however, for when he bowed, he bowed right into her breasts.
Tabitha shook with anger and shoved him and punched him square in the nose, sending him flying back through the glass doors with so much force, she could swear she used magic.
He slid once through the glass across the floor and tipped over a basket-bowl full of clothes right in front of another girl. Who it was he didn't care to look up, but he simply reached down to check his towel still covered him and he sat up.
"Who's this?" The girl he'd slid in front of went to reach down to pick up the basket when his attacker came running up to the now shattered glass door.
"Gin, don't touch him! He's a pervert!"
"Gin" obliged. She snapped her hand back as if she received a shock.
This only angered Draco even more. "I am not a perv!"
In turn, this angered Tabitha and she went running towards him, minding the glass. He took off running, the basket full of clothes still over his head, out the glass screen door behind him, which had writing in black bold letters; Women's Bath.
"Hey! Get back here with my fucking panties!" called Ginny as Tabitha ran out the same screen door and followed him down the hall.
"Wait one second," Ginny muttered. "Was that..." A wicked grin spread across her face. "Oh this will be fun."