Harry Potter and the Flip of a Niccal

By: KKM

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series or any associated characters. Harry Potter is © J. K. Rowling. I also do not own the Gorillaz or any associated characters/songs. Gorillaz are © Damon Albarn and Jamie Hewlett.


Comments:

Beowolfalien – Yeah, I hear ya. But really, I just wanted Harry to enjoy the moment. I figured that by this point Gorillaz had probably already released their CD so they should know their songs by now. In future rehearsals it will most likely not be as smooth.

UrCrazyStalker911 – Wow, thank you for binge reading! That's always nice to hear. Lol maybe. It depends on if it would fit with the timelines or not to be honest.


Last Time:

As Murdoc continued reading over the accounts his eyes widened quite a bit. That was a lot of dough. A sort of manic giggle bubbled from his lips as he stared at his own measly vault in contrast to the other monsters listed. The trust vault for schooling alone was startling but paled in comparison to what the boy would inherit when he came of age from both the Potter and Black vaults. He frowned a bit at the three unusable properties. Godric's Hollow was a landmark, so he understood why that one was unusable. The Potter Mansion… had the boy's grandparents been attacked in the first war too? That was not a good way to go… The Black property would be useless until the boy turned of age so there was no way to know how bad of shape that was in.

He looked over the next pages which contained in and outgoing transactions and a growl escaped his gravely throat. Because Dumbledore had been acting as Harry's legal magical guardian, there were several transactions involving donations to some fund called the Order of the Phoenix and he could see that an artifact had been removed from the vault. I priceless invisibility cloak of some sort it appeared. He could also see where Harry's family had been receiving funds every month to house the boy.

Well, that would all need to stop.

"Fuck," he muttered as he lit a cigarette and grabbed a yellowed looking notebook from a nearby shelf. It was a good thing that the green man normally handled all the accounting for his band or he might have been at a loss of what to do. That didn't make it any easier though. First, he would write a formal against Dumbledore and the Dursley's cancelling any further withdraws and requesting for funds to be reimbursed immediately. Then he would seek legal action. He'd be damned if anyone would take advantage of his son.

Murdoc Niccals was in for a long sleepless night of accounting.


Chapter 12: Stomachaches and Camcorders

After the night that Harry had sat in on the Gorillaz rehearsal, all the residents of Kong Studios began to notice a change in the wayward boy. He was more open with them and seemed to be in higher spirits. They were also thrilled to find that Harry was very curious about their interests. And though so far he hadn't tried an instrument himself, they were encouraged that maybe he might be in the future. Unknown to young Harry, it was now a favorite pastime of the band members to boast about who Harry might ask to teach him to play first. It was all in good fun, yet they were all equally hopeful.

Yet, even with improvement there were still plenty of things that Harry still did that worried them. It now seemed a common occurrence that chores were suddenly finished overnight. A disoriented 2D had nearly had a panic attack one night when he'd stumbled into his room to find that none of his clothes were on the floor. He'd ran back into the living room screaming that gnomes had taken all of his clothes away. He'd been so freaked out that Murdoc had had to smack him upside the head a few times before he'd begun to make sense again. When he and Russ had went down to the carpark to investigate (Noodle had been asleep at the time), they'd ran into a sheepish Harry who'd just exited the singer's room after returning all of the missing clothes freshly laundered and folded.

They didn't always catch him in the act. Sometimes they'd wake up and everything would just be clean. He'd even clean the strangest things like Noodle's katana after a zombie hunt or the empty booze bottles strewn throughout Murdoc's Winnie. Not even Russel's taxidermy projects were safe from the mysterious cleaning rampages.

After discussing it with the boys, Noodle had tried to stay up all night to see if maybe she could get him to go back to sleep. But at some point, he must've snuck past her because the dishes had been cleaned and the living room floors had been vacuumed the next morning when everyone had trickled in. Noodle had been very exhausted but very adamant that she hadn't fallen asleep that night when questioned by the boys which lead them all to the conclusion that magic might be involved. More than ever they were determined to teach Harry different outlets other than cleaning so that he could enjoy himself and be just a normal kid… or as normal as anyone could be in their home anyway.

"HAWWY! Hawwy-chan!" Noodle yelled in a thick accent as she ran down the hall toward their bedrooms. "Hayaku koi!"

Harry poked his head out of his bedroom with a bewildered expression on his face. "Noodle, what's wrong?" he tried asking. Instead of answering him, she grinned and shoved a camera into his hands. "What's this for?"

"No time! Hayaku koi!" she repeated urgently before grabbing his arm as they ran back down the hall and to the lift.

A few minutes later she'd dragged him all the way out of the building and out on to the main road that lead to Kong. Because they almost never had visitors due to the haunted landfill and overall creepiness of their abode, they would sometimes have to go this far out to get packages among other things. As they ran down the road further, Harry could tell that someone must have ordered a big dinner because there was a shabby looking banquet table full of the remnants of food. What looked like a bear was passed out next to the table snoozing blissfully. Upon further inspection, it was just Russel who must have went into a food coma after eating so much rich food.

But that definitely wasn't the weirdest part about the sight before them. 2D was tittering a bit further down the street on what appeared to be Noodle's tricycle that was definitely way too small for him. His dark eyes were narrowed at a simple wooden ramp that was aimed for the slumbering drummer. The ramp reminded Harry of some of the ones he'd seen kids in his neighborhood use for popping wheelies and doing tricks on their bicycles. Harry had never seen anyone attempt to use a trike on one before.

"Noodle-girl, Harry!" and excited voice greeted them as Del's glowing form waved them over from beside the table. "Bout time y'all got here! That cracka's crazy! He really gonna' do it!" the spirit grinned with a mischievous gleam in his eye.

Noodle looked excited at the prospect of 2D imitating Evel Knievel and clapped her hands happily. Then she turned to Harry and pressed the button on the camera her was holding and pointed to the other side of the street. "Over there!"

"Yeah, okay," Harry agreed with a naughty smile of his own. Russel was going to be sooo mad when he woke up! This was going to be so funny! When he got to the other side of the street, he adjusted the camera and focused it on the singer who was now sticking his tongue out in concentration as he pretended to rev his nonexistent engine. His spidery legs were moving up in down in anticipation as he tried to get a feel for the tiny trike. "Oh boy, this is going to be good," Harry muttered to himself as he panned back and fourth from 2D to Noodle and Del who now appeared to be taking bets on if the blue-haired wonder would make it or not.

"When he lets go of that brake, man, it's gonna' be like Evel Knievel's stunt bike plowing through a platoon of whole two-inch plastic German ground troops!" Del surmised as he analyzed the situation with a keen eye.

Noodle gave a soft snort of amusement as she counted a wad of bills that looked suspiciously like monopoly money that she'd fished from her pockets. "Yossa, issen kara go-hyaku agete… doda deru?" she asked, waving the money at him as the ghost snatched it and added it to his pile.

"This is one bet you gonna lose," he warned competitively as she snickered at him.

Harry smiled as he continued to watch their banter through the camera lens. He refocused his view on Russel who was still sound asleep and scratching his crotch. Grimacing, he returned the view to 2D. No one needed to see that!

2D must've finally reached his limit because suddenly he released the brake and began zooming toward them.

"He's never gonna' clear that gut!" Del exclaimed, realizing now that with 2D's speed this one was going to be a no-brainer. "Russel's been taxi and catering all day and he comin' in waaay overweight!"

But at that point it was too late to stop 2D as his trike skid over the ramp. Noodle let out a startled scream and Del shouted "WOAH!" as they all watched as if in slow motion as 2D landed hard on Russel's stomach causing him to wake up immediately with a grunt. 2D's landing was even less graceful as he bounced off and his face met the concrete. He gave a pained whine as he slid to a stop.

Now that Russ was awake, Del's glowing from suddenly seemed to be sucked back in to a very angry looking Russel and the colorful money he'd been holding shot up into the sky like confetti. Noodle happily bounced up and down as she hurriedly tried to capture it all with a smile of victory.

Harry gulped as he watched a livid Russel stomp over to the fallen singer. 2D barely had a chance to look up as the bigger man grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up so that they were eye-level to each other.

"If you keep doing this, man, I'm gonna' be jumpin' you next time you asleep and I don't think neither of us gonna' make it. You dig?" He threatened as the other man cowered a bit looking guilty.

"You mean he's done that before?" Harry asked in surprise as he joined Noodle and flipped the camera off.

Noodle nodded as she finished counting her winnings and shoved them into her pocket unceremoniously. "He gets closer each time," she explained in English with a shrug.

"Hey, little man," Russel greeted, now looking less annoyed. 2D was slowly trailing behind him as if he was too afraid to be in the drummer's line of site at the moment. He was nervously tapping his fingers together and perspiring a bit with a nervous smile on his face.

"Hi, Russ. You've got some money in your ear," Harry laughed, pointing at the monopoly money that had somehow gotten stuck.

Russ blinked his milky eyes in surprise and pulled the wad out revealing a pink $500. "So I do," he chuckled. "Whatchu got there?" he asked, pointing to the camera.

"Oh! Uh… here," his face flushed as he handed Russel the camera. They all crowded around the small screen when he hit a button to replay the scene. At first, Harry had been worried that the bigger man would be annoyed that he'd caught everything on film, but was very relieved when the older man seemed to be amused instead.

"Ya' know," he chuckled as he flipped the camera back off again. "This kinda' looks like somethin' Mudz would be interested in. He was just saying the other day that we needed somethin' fun for PR."

"You really think he'd like it?" Harry asked curiously.

"Wouldn't surprise me, kid," Russ said with a shrug as they all began to head back toward Kong. "This is the kinda' thing that would make fans relate to us more. They'd probably dig our shenanigans." When they made it to the car park, Russel pounded his fist to the door of Murdoc's Winnie denting the door a little bit. "Yo, Mudz! Getcha' ass out here. We have something to show ya'!"

There was a crash inside followed by some swearing as the door flew open to reveal Murdoc in just his skivvies with an annoyed look on his face. "Whaddya' want!? I wos watchin' something."

"Maaaaan, put some damn clothes on," Russel sneered in disgust as he shoved the camera at the nearly naked bassist. Harry and Noodle covered their eyes giggling as 2D stood in a daze seemingly uncaring about the interaction.

"It's a free country," Murdoc said with a snort. "Now, wot's this shit?" he asked to himself as he turned it back on and watched for himself. After the recording stopped, he stood in silence with a thoughtful expression on his face. The others watched him expectantly, becoming increasingly uncomfortable the longer he stayed silent. Suddenly he barked a loud laugh that echoed in the darkness causing them all to nearly jump out of their skins. "It's perfect! 'Arry, did you record this? It's gold! You've got a knack, kid!"

"I do?" Harrys asked in disbelief as Murdoc continued to clutch the old camera reverently.

"Oh, yes! This is tha' start of somethin' good! If the fans wan' Gorillaz, they got Gorillaz! We could make all kinds of shorts li' this! We'll call'em G-Bitez," he explained, waiving his hand in an arch as if sharing his vision with them. "They won't be able ter get enough of us! We'll be even more famous than we already are!"

"I fink it's gone to 'is head, it has," 2D whispered to Noodle who nodded absently in agreement.

"Wot was tha', Dents?" Murdoc glared at him with narrowed eyes.

"Oh -um, look at the time," 2D said nervously as he looked around at them. "Uhhh… bye!" he chirped and ran over to his room for safety slamming the door behind him.

"Fuckin' wanker," Murdoc muttered as he removed the tape from the recorder. Then he handed it to Harry. "There shoul' be more tapes in the recordin' booth upstairs. This is yers now, kid. Anythin' you think woul' be interesting about us you can record. You'll give 'em a fresh perspective."

"Mudz, I don't know about making this a chore," Russ said uneasily. "Noods was just trying to get him to have some fun."

"And this will be fun," Murdoc assured him, before fixing his mismatched gaze on Harry again. "This isn't like them ova'night chores you've been sneaking (Harry ducked his head with a blush), I only want you ter record wot you want to, got it? That camera is yours now. An' if yer do record something you think we can use, jus' let one of us know."

"Okay, I understand," Harry nodded. Noodle gave him a friendly pat on the arm.

"Gooood," he purred, "Now the lot of yeh, piss off!" he shouted, slamming the door in their faces.

Russel rolled his eyes at their leader's antics, but he doubted that anyone noticed. "Let's go guys," he said with a huff leading the two children back to the lift.


A/N:I thought that this could be a fun way to squeeze the ever-favored G-Bitez in there. What do you guys think? I have plans in future chapters to also feature "Fancy Dress" and "Game of Death." They will mostly stick to the script, but I have to be careful with "Fancy Dress" because it says N*z* in it and I don't want to get my story reported for that. So, I'll alter that one a bit lol.

In the next chapter, Snape will come to teach Harry his first Potions lesson!

What the heck is Noodle saying!?

Hayaku Koi! – Come quickly!

Yossa, issen kara go-hyaku agete… doda deru? – Okay Del, I'll see your one thousand and raise you five hundred… How do you like that?