A/N: My older brother inspired this one. Why does someone need to blast dubstep at all hours of the night? I just don't understand... Anyway, I now present the second drabble of the night!
Disclaimer: It's still...not mine.
Bringing Down the House
The wall was shaking.
At first, it didn't bother Lily too terribly. They were probably just moving furniture around in the dorm next door. No big deal. She was able to find her place in the book she was reading in no time at all and was soon absorbed once again in the story.
Just a bit further, Elizabeth. You're nearly there. Yes, that's it…
The wall vibrated her head, which had been resting against the drywall, violently.
Growling to herself, she threw down her book and marched next door. Not bothering to knock, Lily pushed the door open angrily.
"Potter! Can you ? Gah!."
James Potter, her co-Head, and his best mate, Sirius Black, had somehow charmed a Muggle stereo to play Beatles music, and were currently in the middle of a theatrical dance number.
"Help! I need somebody. Help! Not just anybody…"
James was down on his knees on the floor with his hand thrust dramatically into the air while Sirius was doing something disturbing to one of the wooden poles on James's bed. Both of them were dressed in tight, pink shorts with matching sweatbands stretched around their abnormally large heads. They both froze when they spotted Lily in the doorway.
"Er, don't mind me," Lily stuttered with wide eyes. "Just keep doing…whatever you were doing." And she fled the room.
A/N: Siriusly though. Please review.
Much Love,
Jessie
