AN: Hello again everyone! Here we have the second chapter for this lil' old fic of mine. As always, I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: Everything related to Hogwarts!verse belongs to J K Rowling, all of the Dalton!verse characters belong to Mamma CP and the OCs are thanks to one of three things: my friends volunteering, my brain making them up or the special guest I have dropped in because I can ;) Also, the title was inspired by 'Magic Works' from the OST of 'Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire', so credit goes to whoever wrote it.
Following the bustle of the black robe-covered throng, Shane Anderson was feeling pretty confused about where he needed to go for his Potions class. He and another seventh year, Riley—a hopeful Tournament competitor—were trying to get to their respective classes while Riley's brother, Jake, had already managed to find someone to show him to Charms.
"Where in Merlin's name would the classroom be?" Shane wondered aloud, turning to the blond beside him.
"I don't know, maybe we should ask someone." Riley looked around the hallway. "Can you see a Professor anywhere?"
Shane craned his head to look in the opposite direction. "Nope, no one. They really didn't think this through, did they? I mean, how do they expect us to find our classrooms if we've never been here before?"
"I don't know." Riley shook his head before dipping out of the line. Shane followed quickly after to see he had managed to stop someone who certainly looked like a Professor. She had long raven black hair and wore navy blue robes. "Excuse me, Professor? My friend and I can't seem to find our classes. I have Transfiguration and Shane here has Potions."
"Transfiguration? Down the corridor, take the second right, then continue down again until the third left." The woman smiled and turned to Shane. "And you have Potions, yes?"
"Yeah, I have no clue where it is though."
"Potions classes take place in the Dungeons. If you follow along this corridor and take the second left, go down and take a right at the end you'll see the staircase down to the dungeons." She paused, considering something for a moment. "I suggest you light your wand as you go down, the steps can be a little slippery if you don't watch your footing."
"Thank you very much, Professor." Riley sent the woman one of his rare smiles before the two headed off to follow her instructions. "There we go, we now know where we're heading."
"Finally. Perhaps we should have got maps," Shane responded. Just as they were about to turn down the instructed corridor, there was a sudden yelp close to Shane and a small boy fell towards him, knocking him straight into Riley. Before they had the chance to dive into the floor, however, Shane caught the boy in a firm grip.
"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry, I just lost my footing," said the boy, who was wearing a yellow and black tie with a halo of strawberry blond curls surrounding his angelic face. He met Shane's concerned gaze, and warm brown eyes met his own hazel briefly before he ducked to pick up his books that had scattered on the floor. Once they had been hastily collected back into his bag, the boy looked up again. "Sorry!" And with that he scuttled away, stumbling a little as he went.
Shane continued to stare at the spot where the beautiful, mysterious boy had been standing only moments before. The corridors were starting thinning out around them, only a few people remaining.
"Shane, you okay there?" Riley asked, trying to snap the brunet out of his apparent trance.
"I can hear the bells,"
"What?" The blond pulled a very confused face.
"Well, don't you hear 'em chime?"
"I can't hear a thing."
Shane grabbed Riley's hand and pressed it to his chest. "Can't you feel my heart-beat keeping perfect time?"
"Shane, seriously, what the hell?"
He started to walk down the corridor they had to turn down. "And all because he, touched me," He twirled, earning a few strange looks from passers-by. "He looked at me and stared, yes he, bumped me," he knocked his hip to the left before clutching at his chest, "my heart was unprepared, when he, tapped me," he tapped Riley on the shoulder before flying backwards down the corridor. "And knocked me off my feet, one little touch now my life's complete."
"Shane, come on, you need to get to class."
Ignoring the protest of his friend, he wandered aimlessly down the corridor.
"I can hear the bells,
My head is spinning,
I can hear the bells,
Something's beginning,"
"Shane, you're going crazy; there are no bells."
He carried on regardless. "Everybody says that a boy who looks like me, can't win his love well just wait and see 'cause,
I can hear the bells,
Just hear them chiming,
I can hear the bells,"
He pressed the back of his hand to his forehead. "My temperature's climbing, I can't contain my joy 'coz I've finally found the boy I've been missin'." He pulled Riley close to his side.
"Listen!" The blond strained his ears. "I can hear the bells,"
The Seventh Year groaned. "I'm leaving you. I'll see you later, Shane."
The brunet carried on down the corridor regardless, only showing sign of listening by sending a wave over his shoulder. "Round one, I'll ask him on a date, and then, round two, I'll primp but won't be late, because round three's when we kiss under the stars!"
He pressed his back against the wall and spread his arms over the bricks. "Won't go all the way and won't go pretty fa-ar." He carried on walking.
"Round Four,
I'll ask him for my hand, and then,
Round Five,
We'll book the wedding band, so by,
Round Six,
Honey, much to your surprise, this featherweight champion takes the prize and,
I can hear the bells,
My ears are ringing,
I can hear the bells,
The bridesmaids are singing"
He spun around with arms out as he looked up at the high ceiling.
"Everybody says that a guy who's such a gem,
Won't look my way, well the laugh's on them 'cause,
I can hear the bells,
My brother will smile,
I can hear the bells."
He held his arm out as if linking someone before walking as if doing a wedding march.
"As he walks me down the aisle, my mother starts to cry, but I can't see 'cause he and I are French kissin'." He relaxed to his normal walk again
"Listen!
I can hear the bells,
I can hear the bells,"
He spun around again. "My head is reeling,
I can hear the bells,
I can't stop the peeling,
Everybody warns that he won't like what he'll see,
But I know that he'll look inside of me, yeah,"He reached the end of the corridor and with a quick 'Lumos' spell the tip of his wand sparked alive before he descended the stairs.
"I can hear the bells,
Today's just the start 'cause,
I can hear the bells and,
'Til death do us part and,
Even when we die we'll look down from up above,
Remembering the night that we two fell in love"
"We both will shed a tear, and I'll whisper as we're reminiscin'. Listen! I can hear the bells," He pressed himself against the wall again briefly before carrying on down the stairway. "I can hear the bells."
He dimmed the tip of his wand and entered the room, quickly apologising to Professor Murdoch before taking a seat by his cauldron. Shane rested his chin in his hand then sang quietly to himself. "I can hear the bells."
AN: I hope you guys enjoyed this, I had so much fun writing this one!
Disclaimer: 'I Can Hear The Bells' is a song from the 2007 film 'Hairspray', so credit for the song goes to whoever wrote it.