The Hex Factor 2011
By TheForbiddenHistories
Rating: M to be on the safe side, will be bad language and knowing me a lot of slashy goodness
Warning: this will most definitely be slash, but will hopefully also contain humour, or at least my version of humour. Anyway, if you don't like serious lovin' between two guys then this is not for you. May also contain het, not sure exactly where this is going yet :-/
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me, I just use them to do stuff my original characters won't let me do. Neither do I own the X Factor, thank god as it's really starting to suck now, not that it was that fab to begin with…
Summary: Due to being housebound at night with my amazing wee son I have been watching the X Factor, and also X Factor USA. This fic stems from imagining my fave characters in that situation and a lot of sleepless nights due to my sons incessant teething. So yeah, I decided to let Dumbledore have a crazy moment and bring the Hex Factor (clever innit?) to Hogwarts. This fic has pretty much nothing in common with the stories created by JK other than the characters and locations, lol. So ignore what you read in the books.
Harry was running. Surrounded by trees, with only the dim light of a waning moon shining through the thick canopy overhead, he tried not to trip over the undergrowth and fallen branches as he ran for his life. All he could think about was how and where to find the last Horcruxes as he leapt over a half rotted fallen tree. As he felt a hand grab his foot he gasped and prepared to hit the ground . . . And woke up with a bump on the floor next to his bed, a foot caught up in his duvet.
Rubbing his eyes he glanced at his watch and groaned as he realised he had only one more hour till he had to be up. As he untangled his foot and climbed back into bed, he had only one thought. What the hell is a Horcrux?
Now, you might be wondering why Harry had no sense of panic or fear over his dream. Surely he wouldn't just go back to sleep? Maybe he would even don his magical cloak and attempt to see Dumbledore, or at least Hermione. Well truth is he had no reason to be afraid. Voldemort was dead. Freak accident involving a bungee jumper and lax health and safety regulations. Voldemort was in the wrong place in the wrong time and got squished by a fat tourist. No one is entirely sure why the Lord of all that is Evil was at Blackpool Pleasure Beach but the general consensus was that he was up to general Bad Things. Anyway, the Death Eaters scattered and were gradually rounded up and sent to Azkaban. No more deaths ensued, apart from natural causes and accidents of course, and there was definitely no convoluted and tedious missions involving Horcruxes. Ever. So Harry continued his education with his friends, and moved in with his godfather Sirius, who happened to be dating Harry's DADA professor Remus Lupin. Snape continued to bear a grudge, however seeing as though Harry got on with most of Slytherin, and was even friends with Draco Malfoy, he stopped picking on him so much due to lack of an appreciative audience. Which brings us back to the present (just pretend it does if you have to or the rambling will continue).
So, the next morning, Harry woke with a new found love for life and after getting dressed he bounced down the stairs to the common room. Where he bounced right into a human wall. Adjusting his glasses, which had been jolted during the collision with a brunette 6th year, he looked in the direction the crowd was staring. Thinking he might as well use his status for something he started pushing to the head of the crowd where he found the common room notice board. Attached was a big black poster with the words HEX FACTOR written in big red letters. HAVE YOU GOT WHAT IT TAKES TO BE THE NEXT BIG STAR? AUDITION FOR THE CHANCE TO WIN AN EXCLUSIVE CONTRACT was written underneath in smaller red letters. Harry frowned and turned to the person next to him, which was Seamus grinning like a loon, luckily enough.
"What the hell's this about then?" he asked grumpily. After all, he could be sitting down to breakfast now, not staring at a baffling stupid poster. "I can only assume it's based on the muggle talent show the X Factor. It's for singers, you audition and go through different rounds. The ultimate winner gets a recording contract. You should enter Harry, I've heard you in the shower, you're not bad", he grinned. Harry sniggered, "I don't think they're interested in what I do in the shower." Seamus sighed and rolled his eyes, "It's a good job you're pretty Harry", he shook his head as he slipped away into the crowd.
A/N - so thats the first chapter, the next chapters will be a hell of a lot longer I promise, just realised how short this actually is! I have no idea where this is going but I'm rolling with it. I have an idea for judges already, and also for who will be in the competition. I just need to figure out songs. This wont be a songfic by the way, of course songs will be mentioned and there may be snippets but I really can't be arsed looking for lyrics and typing them up all the time. I kinda wish I hadn't chosen this to be my first fic on here, lol. Oh well, it won't leave me alone so I'll hope for the best. Please, please, please review, it would mean the world to me. Thanks for taking the time to read this :)