A/N: This was co-written with legend of legends, NekuraSunshine. It's posted on hers too, so feel free to review either one. By the way, we will take the piss out of Gabriella, and no amount of begging will make us stop. :)

Enjoy!

"Come off it, you prick!" Ron said loudly, pelting Harry with his soggy muffin wrapper. Harry winced, but put it in his mouth, chewed, and sent it back. It hit Ron square on the forehead, causing a ruckus.
The three were sitting in a coffee shop on a busy street in central London, and Harry had just accused Ron and Hermione of holding hands under the table when he wasn't looking. Indeed they were, but Harry didn't have to know that.

The tinkle of a bell above the door announced the arrival of a new customer. A tall boy of about sixteen entered the cafe, attracting stares. He had shiny black hair gelled back into a small quiff, with a single small curl left to hang at his hairline. He wore slightly unusual clothes, but nothing blatantly unattractive- a neat purple suit and shiny leather shoes, with a dark blue striped shirt tucked into the belt of his trousers. He stood casually, but carefully positioned with a dancer's poise. His right thumb was jammed into his trouser pocket, four fingers drumming against his thigh as if he could hear music. One knee was bent slightly; his feet were at a perfect sixty-degree angle.

Hermione pointed out a gaggle of girls following him, peering through the window they were seated next to, and seemingly not seeing anything else.

"Tsk," Harry commented. "What a poser."

"I know. I mean, purple?" Hermione scoffed, although she was secretly mesmerised.

Ron was rendered incapable of speech, due to his fits of badly concealed laughter. Slowly, he turned as red as his most recent Christmas jumper. The boy didn't seem to notice, and was busy preening himself with a comb he kept up his sleeve.

By the time Ron recovered, the stranger had bought his two doughnuts and was walking towards the door, and their table. Ron started laughing again, but was silenced when the boy winked at Hermione and made her blush. As soon as the door closed behind him, Ron erupted in a stream of curses and insults.

- - -

Link Larkin slipped out of the cafe, and glanced around the busy high street. He sighed, and tapped his feet impatiently. Where the hell was Corny?

"All the cars sure look fancy," he said to himself.

A passing blonde woman clutching a green bag dropped her newspaper in a nearby rubbish bin. Link hurriedly fished it out for fear of looking like he'd been stood up, heaven forbid. He got the shock of his life when he spotted the date in the corner of the front page.

Link stared at the date. Surely it was wrong, a practical joke, maybe? He started walking, although he didn't know where. He passed the group of teenagers still throwing muffins at each other, and saw the girl he had winked at staring lustfully after him. As he paced the street up and down, he noticed a bunch of young girls following him, in what they assumed was an inconspicuous fashion.

As the girls passed link, he caught some of their conversation.

"No, the lyrics are 'Reach out and touch...Ultra Clutch!' dumbass."

His hopes suddenly rising, he tapped the blonde girl who said that on the shoulder. She turned round, and after looking at him for a few seconds, looked like she was going to die on the floor.

"D'you know Corny Collins?!"

The gaggle of people behind her started humming a familiar tune, which he recognized as Nicest Kids in Town.

"Oh God, so you do know.."

Link was interrupted by two girls and a boy around nine coming up to him, screaming something about a high school musical, and someone called Zac..? They got increasingly violent as they whacked him around the waist with autograph books. Suddenly, the blonde girl growled angrily and said that someone called Gabriella would be murdered brutally, and have her disgustingly nasal vocal chords in a jar if they didn't leave him alone.

"Thanks little darlin'." he said gratefully, and winked at her.

The girl let out a high pitched squeal and began to run very fast into the opposite direction, towards her slightly startled friend.

"Wait! I need to know about Corny..."

Link sighed, and sat on the corner of the street. He needed to find that blonde girl if he wanted to get home, but first, he needed something to drink.