A/N: Whhhaaaa! I got flamed… cries until whole room fills with tears. That person said the story was 'unrealistic'.
Um, DUH!
Of course it's going to seem out of the ordinary; we are talking about a fan-fic, right? Plus, 'bittermelon' didn't even read the whole thing, only chapter one. Grr.
Oh, well. It happens. On with the show, my loverlies!
PS: They also told me you're not supposed to post song lyrics on fan-fiction. Is that true? Will I get in trouble? And btw, chapter six's story is by KT Tunstall, called "Black Horse and the Cherry Tree".
Chapter Seven: A Flower's Party
Lily jumped and giggled madly as everyone in the Hall went absolutely nuts. Even sour Professor Burns had turned blue in shock.
Lily watched as all of the cool girls hop up and down and scream madly, when two minutes before they never would have done anything to make themselves look silly or mess up their costumes.
Even Buttercup Tomlinson had lost her hat as she screamed and grabbed her boyfriend's arms, pointing at Flor.
Aisha came up to Lily, face flushed and dragging a stunned-looking Xiao. Alice came and joined them with Frank. "Oh my GOD – "
"Is that? – "
"It IS! – "
Both of them were talking at the same time, looking more excited than Lily had ever seen them. As she watched them, Lily realized that she probably should look thrilled as well.
Lily then proceeded to shriek with gusto, "I can't believe it oh my stars look look it's –"
Then all three girls howled the last part in chorus, "FLORA HYACINTHUS!!!"
Their announcement was so loud, the whole Hall heard it, so if there ever was any doubt about the identity of the singer, it had now vanished.
The crowd began to mob around the platform where Flor was performing.
Flor smiled at the crowd. She was wearing a deep purple dress that ended at her knees, the skirt and bodice torn artistically and held together with dark ribbons. She also wore black lace elbow–length gloves and stripped purple and blue tights, as well as calf length lace-up black boots with kitty heals. On her unbound vibrant red hair was a traditional witch's hat.
Laughing, Flor took the hat and threw it into the crowd with a wicked glint in her eyes. The crowd dived for it, but it landed perfectly on someone's head. A red headed-girl's head…
With a squeak of excitement, Lily watched as the hat went sailing into the crowd and plopped right down on her head. She knew that Flor had probably planned it that way, to draw attention to Lily.
The ploy worked. A small circle formed around Lily as people gathered around to look at the hat. Lily giggled and turned bright red, waiving at Flor.
Flor smiled back, giving a little finger wave. So that's what she looked like as Lily, just another Hogwarts pupil among the masses… It was funny and eerie to see that other side of herself down there, when there seemed to be such a huge difference between the student in the crowd and the girl on the stage.
"Happy Halloween, Hogwarts," purred Flor, her eyes still fixed on Lily in the crowd, a little bemused. She turned her attention back to the students when the crowd roared with approval.
"Tonight is a magic night! A night for ghouls and goblins and witches and wizards!" Once more the students' excitement pulsated across the whole room. Flor was surprised that the Hogsmeade villagers weren't knocking down the front hall, complaining about the noise.
"Looks like nobody's going to be sleeping tonight…" Flor winked, the girls screeched, the boys whooped, and Flor opened her mouth.
I got you
I got you on my mind
And its time to make you see
(What I want)
So I'll just make this
A little more obvious
Cos I get what I want
And I want you to get with me
(You wanna get with me)
Don't think you know
How far I'm gonna go
Can't stop this feeling
You cannot run away
Baby I'm what's on your mind
You can't stop this feeling
There is no escape
No sleep tonight
You won't get
No sleep tonight
You want me
You want me all the time
And you don't need nothing new
But you seem to be
A little oblivious
So I'll show you the way
Cos I think that you need some help
Tell me baby
Are you coming with me?
Can't stop this feeling
You cannot run away
Baby I'm what's on your mind
You can't stop this feeling
There is no escape
No sleep tonight
You won't get
No sleep tonight
No sleep tonight
Oh
No sleep tonight
What you wanna sleep in?
No sleep tonight
You don't to spell it out in black and white
What you wanna sleep in?
No sleep tonight
Do I have to spell it out in black and white?
(oh oh oh oh oh)
No sleep tonight
(oh oh oh oh oh)
No sleep tonight
(oh oh oh oh oh)
No sleep tonight
(oh oh oh oh oh)
Can't stop this feeling
You cannot run away
Baby I'm what's on your mind
You can't stop this feeling
There is no escape
No sleep tonight
You won't get
No sleep tonight
(oh oh oh oh oh)
No sleep tonight
(oh oh oh oh oh)
No sleep tonight
(oh oh oh oh oh)
No sleep tonight
(oh oh oh oh oh)
No sleep tonight
(oh oh oh oh oh)
No sleep tonight
(oh oh oh oh oh)
No sleep tonight
(oh oh oh oh oh)
no sleep tonight
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
No sleep tonight
Most of the students had joined in the chorus at that point, and when song ended, Flor grinned at her fans. This was the best Halloween ever.
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Flor was on stage, at her piano, singing softly. The whole hall was silent.
Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face
You told me how proud you were, but I walked away
If only I knew what I know today
Ooh, ooh
I would hold you in my arms
I would take the pain away
Thank you for all you've done
Forgive all your mistakes
There's nothing I wouldn't do
To hear your voice again
Sometimes I wanna call you
But I know you won't be there
Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by hurting you
Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit
Sometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I miss
And it's so hard to say goodbye
When it comes to this, oooh
Would you tell me I was wrong?
Would you help me understand?
Are you looking down upon me?
Are you proud of who I am?
There's nothing I wouldn't do
To have just one more chance
To look into your eyes
And see you looking back
Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself, ohh
If I had just one more day
I would tell you how much that I've missed you
Since you've been away
Ooh, it's dangerous
It's so out of line
To try and turn back time
I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by hurting you…
Lily sat during the song, her eyes wet and blinking. That song had always gotten to her. It had been written a long time ago… Old wounds. But tonight was a new night, a new life.
Alice, tears leaking out of her eyes, hugged Lily tightly. Aisha sniffled and went to hug her two friends.
Lily smiled at her friends, a little tearfully. This was her best Halloween to date. As Lily or Flor.
And so went the whole night, with Flor either bringing the whole floor down and then making the crowd wild once more.
Flor smiled once more at the listeners, and took a breath to say good-night – but just as she did, the Hall doors bowed open, and Professor Dumbledore stood at the arches.
Immediately the restless crowd quieted, and the students parted to make way for their Headmaster as he made his way to Flor's makeshift podium.
Smiling quizzically, but inwardly a little concerned, Flor skipped out of the way when Dumbledore climbed on top of the table (with "Hars" Potter's help) and looked down at the tiny singer.
"Happy All Hallow's Eve to you all!" he said to his students, eyes twinkling over his half-moon glasses. They cheered, still wallowing in the after-glow of having a famous singer come perform for their party.
"Now, while I am aware that I cannot hold your attention here like miss Hyacinthus can –", there were titters around the room after that comment. " – I would like to hold your thoughts for one more moment, if you please."
Flor looked at Dumbledore, nervously chewing her lip. That wasn't on the agenda.
Lily frowned at Dumbledore, biting her lip, a nervous habit she had developed her second year. She stopped when she saw Flor mirror her actions. But Dumbledore on stage… that wasn't part of the plan. What if he decided to end this charade, right here and now? What was –
"First of all, I would like to express my gratitude to Miss Flora for so graciously accepting out invitation – " Flor and Lily laughed while all the other students roared. They both knew – as did Dumbledore, who had a little smile on his lips – that Flor had invited herself.
" – And I hope that she will visit our school again in the near future." At that, the crowd went crazed at the idea of another exclusive concert. Flor smiled. While this group was a lot smaller than the crowds she normally played for, their excitement was palpable.
"However, now that our 6th year class has had Miss Flor all to themselves for the night, it would only be fair that the rest of Hogwarts share some of your luck," Dumbledore winked at the party goers and nodded to the gamekeeper, Rubeus Hagrid, who stood outside the Great Hall doors. Hagrid nodded and threw them open.
Instantly, all of Hogwarts' innumerable students poured in, all abuzz to see what was the reason they had all been yanked from their respective Halloween activity to come back to the castle. When they saw who stood on stage next to Dumbledore, it became an all out war as students clawed at each other to get closer. Shrieks of pure joy and excitement rang out, as the lucky students who first saw Flor shouted at their schoolmates still outside: "It's Flor! Flora Hyacinthus! She's here!"
Pandemonium reigned as all of Hogwarts' thousands students crammed through the doors, regardless of whether the proudly wore their "Flor's Friends" pin, or usually sneered at the singer's name. All of the teenagers, from innocent first years and world-weary seventh years (and yes, even some teachers) had caught the Flor fever.
Lily laughed nervously as she watched all the students cram themselves through the doors, and watched Dumbledore and Flor, her mind working at lightning pace. Flor looked happy, waving at her fans, while Dumbledore caught Lily's eye and winked in reassurance. Turning pink, Lily grabbed the edges of her hat even more firmly.
Flor smiled at the crowd. She had thought of singing one of her slower, darker songs, but seeing the high, the buzz the hall contained, she felt loathe to pull it down with a brooding song, and instead opted for a crowd-pleaser, one of her dance hits she had written.
They hadn't been written or sung for dancing, but a producer had heard some of the cuts and made remixes of them that were perfect to bop to in a club. Now, Flor used those songs primarily at the beginning and the end of her concerts, to keep her crowd hyped.
When all the cheering, writhing, flushed kids finally squeezed into the Great Hall, Flor looked at them and with her wand/microphone. "An encore then, is it?"
The din the students made was deafening.
Flor shrugged with a smile. "Alright, then. One more song, one more night…" Cuing her soundman with her wand, the lights dimmed, and multicolor strobes began to go off.
You are all I can remember
After all that we've been through
Forever in my heart
Now I'm through
And June feels like November
Still can't believe it's true
Too long we've been apart
One more night
I wanna to be with you
Where I wanna to hold you tight
It feels so right, tonight
So leave it up to you
And I think the time is right to stop the fight
One more night
I wanna to be with you
Where I wanna to hold you tight
It feels so right, tonight
So leave it up to you
And I think the time is right to stop the fight
… stop the fight
Flor once more waved her wand, and petals slowly started falling from the enchanted sky.
Why can't true love be forever?
Why did my dream explode?
The day you went away
Cause I will keep this spell together
And wish you well of hope
Your girl from yesterday
One more night
I wanna be with you
Where I wanna hold you tight
It feels so right, tonight
So leave it up to you
And I think the time is right to stop the fight
One more night
I wanna be with you
Where I wanna hold you tight
It feels so right, tonight
So leave it up to you
And I think the time is right to stop the fight
The place where Flor was standing on top of the table started to glow, and gradually, during the song, a small rectangle of light began to rise, with Flor on top, so that near the end of the song, the singer was hovering over 15 feet over the crowd. The screeched in unison, arms stretched high towards her like masses of worshippers adoring a goddess, or an angel.
The snow of petals was heavy now, and when Flor shouted to the crowd, "Thank you, Hogwarts! See you soon!", try as they might, none of them could see where Flor disappeared off to, leaving the swooning first years to jump around, catching as many petals as they could.
Lily heaved a sight of relief. A single white lily floated towards her; she reached for it, and caught it delicately. She gazed at it, with a small smile on her face. It was over, and it had been just… perfect.
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James tousled his hair, and glanced at his watch, wincing. It was nearly midnight. He had, at that time, an important meeting he could not miss. Kissing the still babbling Buttercup ("Son of a squib! Flor!! Wait till I tell my cousins in Beauxbatons, they'll be green"), and waving at the Marauders – with Peter nowhere in sight; they had lost him in the rush of the concert – James set off, blue Quidditch robes billowing after him.
Flor sneaked out of the concert hall, looking around furtively. Thanks to Dumbledore's new anti-apparition spells in Hogwarts and its grounds (too many students had the nasty habit of Apparating in their peers' rooms at odd times – usually at night – either with mischief on their minds, or, err, other things), Flor had to hoof it out of the castle without being caught.
With a sigh, Flor plopped herself down on the base of a witch's statue to take off her uncomfortable boots. As she did, Flor's glass bauble (round glass foggy ball – similar to a Remembrall, but smaller), which she used as a Portkey to go from her studios in London, Paris and New York and back to Hogwarts, slipped out of her dress pocket, plunked down on the floor, and rolled down the hall.
Flor leaped to her feet, cursing the uneven hall as the tiny bauble picked up speed and plummeted towards the stairs. She gasped in horror as the bauble began to tumble down the stairs, thinking that if the fall didn't break the object, it would get sucked into the trick stair step, third from the bottom, and it would be lost forever.
Flor cringed as the ball crashed down the last step before the trick one, waiting for it to fall, but still running in desperation, hoping vainly that it could be saved –
But as she did, she never saw the agile hand, shooting out of nowhere to cup the falling ball, and still didn't realize someone was there before she crashed into him –
He didn't even have time to think. He was going up the stairs, saw the rolling glass ball, so similar to a Snitch, and reached out to grab it just as he straightened in the nick of time to catch the girl who was running after it, a tiny, redheaded girl –
Flor, out of breath, heaved as sight of relief as she saw the ball, safely tucked in the stranger's hand – the stranger, the boy who had caught her, the boy who was still holding her, quite intimately, to be exact, close to him, in his arms, the Quidditch-robed clad boy –
And just then, the boy and the girl, almost hugging on the staircase, the boy holding a glass ball, the girl flushed, her hand's on the boy's shoulders; the two of them finally looked up (in Flor's case) or down (for him) at each other's face, realizing in a split second the person whom they were holding (or holding on to).
Great Merlin, Flora Hyacinthus!
Good Gods, it's James Potter.
A/N: Huh? Huh? Evil cliffy or WHAT?! Hee hee! Thanks to all my loverly reviewers. Love you long time! (ok that sounded weird.) If you have any ideas at all for songs, anything, please submit them! If you wrote a song yourself (like Dolphin Dreamer did) submit it, and of course, you will get all the credit!
SONGS USED: "No Sleep Tonight" by the Faders
"Hurt" by Christina Aguilera
"One More Night" by Cascada
All very nice songs; you should listen to them!
I am trying to give Flor some singing variety, you know, to give her depth. She's not supposed to be just some pretty but shallow little pop princess; she writes her own music, is eclectic, and doesn't let anyone tell her how to run her music.
Please, this is NOT supposed to follow the real story line here, people. I took some liberties. James was a Chaser, not a Seeker. I don't think he had an uncle. Aisha and Alice are fictional (well, Alice less so; I got her from something in the HP books), and in fact, I'm pretty sure JK would agree that Lily was not, in reality, a singing sensation that took over the world with her lilting melodies. This is Joanne's sandbox, y'all. I'm just playing in it. Luv!
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