Disclaimer: I don't own anything, they aren't mine, and I have just borrowed them.
A/N:
I thought I might just post a few of the bits and pieces I have written for plots that get stuck in my head. These are just scenes that I have come up with for stories that I could write in the future. If anyone wants to make a story out of them, let me know I would love to read it, and share a few ideas that I have.
All of them are un-beated, so there are probably a magnitude of mistakes.
HP/High School Musical Crossover Outtake
To fit with the age of the students in East High the ages of Harry Potter characters have been tampered with. The setting is after HSM 2 and Before HSM 3, so they are in their Senior Year.
Ashley Thompson, formally Harry Potter, looked up to the scoreboard, one point the difference, 2 points to win and move into the final, 16 seconds to do it in, and the opposition had the ball. Smiling Ashley took off down the court, he loved this the thrill, the excitement and the adrenaline, this was so much more exciting then the Quiditch he use to play all those years ago. He looked around and took note of all the players positions, his captain Troy Bolton was being blocked so he couldn't get close to the ball, another of the opposition went after Chad Danforth, to keep him out of the play, Ashley saw his opening and took it.
He watched in slow motion as the ball left one player's hands, as he passed it to his team mate, Ashley swooped and cut the ball off, a quick glance at the clock, seven seconds, he took off running down the court, ball in hand, he got around one player with a fancy move of throwing the ball over the players head, and picking it back up as he went past, three seconds, he stopped just inside the three point line, balanced and took the shot, two seconds, the ball was half way there, one second, the ball was about to drop in the basket, buzzer, the ball had gone through the basket, two points, they win!
The noise of the crowed assaulted his ears, followed by the thumps of his team mates as that all slammed into him, cheering his name. He was lifted up onto their shoulders.
"And Ashley Thompson wins the game for East High! They're into the Final!"
The East High crowed then drowned out the commentator with chants of his name. He loved this life, no evil people trying to kill him, he didn't mind the fame because he had earnt it doing what he loved, here he was just a normal kid.
It wasn't until half an hour later that he was finally able to get into the change rooms and have a shower to clean up.
"Damn Ash, they always forget to cover your, and that move you used to dodge number 9 was a classic." Troy said as Ashley exited the showers and went towards his locker.
"Ha! I just do what needs to be done, you know that Troy."
"You do more then that dude. You are the best player on this team." Troy continued.
"No Troy, you are the best player, and our leader, that is why you are Captain and the play maker."
Troy was about to comment on that before Chad whispered something in his ear. Troy deflated, and continued to dress, rather quickly, the payed particular attention to his hair.
"You going somewhere?" Ash asked.
"Do you even need to ask that Ash?" Chad popped up.
"Good point. Anyway I'm outta here." Ashley threw his towel in the basket and walked out.
"You coming to the party?" Chad called after him.
"No, got homework to finish." Ash called back over his shoulder, as he walked out of the locker rooms.
He walked out through the Gym and down the halls of the now quiet school. Making sure no one was looking he then turned off the corridor that lead out of the school and moved off towards the music room. When he reached the door of the room, he took another look around before, opening the door and stepping in. He made a beeline for the piano in the corner. He pulled out so sheet music from his pocket, and began to play.
Gabriella Montez was walking back from her locker after picking up a book that she would need that night for her studies, when she heard the sound of a piano and someone singing. She didn't recognise the tune or the voice that was singing, so her curiosity not perked she went down the hall to find out who this mystery singer was.
The glass in the door to the music room was covered; apparently this person didn't want to be found. She turned the handle on the door, and pushed the door open. Nothing could have prepared her for what she was going to see. Ashley Thompson, Wildcat superstar was singing and playing the piano. His voice was indescribable, it was easy to get lost in its tune. Gabriella closed the door behind her and moved towards the singing Wildcat to have a closer listen, unfortunately she wasn't looking where she was going and tripped over a stray cable, sending her tumbling into the drum kit making enough noise to wake the dead.
Ashley stopped and spun towards the noise, it was quite amusing to see someone all tangled up in the drum kit, even more amusing of who it was. He paled when who it was clicked in his head.
"It seems like there is more then one singer on the basketball team." Gabriella commented once she had extracted herself from the kit and was standing again.
"You won't tell anyone will you?" Ashley pleaded.
"Why not, what have you got to hide, your voice is amazing, and did you write that?"
"Yes." Ashley replied quietly.
"What is it about?"
"My life before I came here."
"You never talk about your past."
"Because I don't want to, there are aspects of my past that I just don't want to be known and some things that can't be told. I left that life behind am I don't regret it for a second. I came here to start a new life, a better life, and I have, I have great friends, I love playing basketball, which I never played before I came here, I love my life in general." Ashley was a little frustrated.
Gabriella cocked her head, thinking for a moment.
"Your name isn't Ashley is it?"
Ashley just shook his head. "It's Harry, but I left that name behind when I moved to here. It has too many bad memories attached to it." He paused for a second "Please just don't tell anyone about my music."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't want them to know. It is something that I like to keep to myself."
