Harry Potter and the Karioke Night



Chapter One: You've Got A Friend In Me





Harry leaned on a stool and finished his butterbeer.

Hermione approached him.

"I dare you." she merely said, a grin covering her face.

He nearly choked.

"No! Hermione, no~" he started, but she pulled him up to the front of the Great Hall before he could protest any more.

Professor Dumbledore's eyes twinkled when he saw them approaching.

He had arranged this night. It had taken a lot of work to bewitch the Muggle equipment to work on the Hogwarts grounds.

He handed them each a microphone and everyone in the Great Hall started to clap and holler, shouting with laughter.

Harry's face burned. He suspected that Hermione had one too many butterbeer, because on a regular day her face would have been just as red as his.

She smiled at him, and pressed the button.

She opened her mouth, and began to sing.



"You've got a friend in me. You've got a friend in me.

When the road looks rough ahead and you're miles and miles from your nice warm bed," she winked at Harry, "you just remember what your old pal said. Son, you've got a friend in me. Yeah, you've got a friend in me."

Harry almost smiled as he began to sing, "You've got a friend in me. You've got a friend in me. You got troubles then I got em' too. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you. If we stick together we can see it through, cause you've got a friend in me. Yeah, you've got a friend in me.

"Now, other folks may be a little smarter than I am," Hermione smiled as laughter filled the hall, "Bigger and stronger too. Maybe. But none of them will ever love you the way I do, just you and me, boy. And as they years go by, our friendship will never die."

Harry grinned, "You're gonna see it's our destiny. You've got a friend in me. Oh, you've got a friend in me. You've got a friend in me."



The Great Hall exploded with applause and laughter as Harry rolled his eyes and pushed the laughing Hermione back to where they had sat.

But when they got back to the table, Ron was sitting there, clutching his sides with laughter.

"What did they put in your butterbeer, Hermione?!" he gasped, and Hermione merely smiled.

"I was having fun."

"No kidding!"

Harry grinned at Ron, and nodded encouragingly.

He was trying to get Ron to go up there, with or without Hermione. He wasn't budging.

Hermione saw this, and suddenly got a lost, dreamy look in her eyes.

She was staring at Ron.

They noticed people were starting to dance as some of the songs were ballads.

Ron rubbed his hands on his sleeves, and tentatively stood.

"Hermione... would you like to dance?"

She stared at him and stood silently.

They walked out to the dance floor and didn't say a word as Hermione put her hand in his and other around his neck, which was getting redder by the second.

All of a sudden, Ron let go of her, leaving her stranded on the dance floor. She stared at him furiously as he quickly ran out of the Great Hall.

Harry shook his head.

This was going to be a long night.