An Ally in the Dark Chapter 21: The Concert, a harry potter fanfic

wow...I hadn't expected to get this done as fast as I did, but I did...you gotta love the insperation of music...well, yeah. I was so excited about this chapter that I was actually shaking. This is one of THE most important chapters hence forth. Hope you enjoy it!

Warnings: I honestly don't think there's really anything in this chapter that warrants a warning...

Disclaimer: I don't own any thing Harry Potter, or Evanescence...

The concert is based off of the 'Anywhere but Home' CD...please read and review!

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Chapter 19: The Concert

Pansy smiled at Fred as they waited for Harry and Draco to finish getting around. Fred had come over to retrieve them and had been amused to see Pansy screaming at them to get their asses ready.

"Were they screwing or something in there? Honestly, why does it have to take them so long to get around?" Fred asked. Pansy smirked and shook her head.

"No, they won't even admit that they like each other. But they take so long because, well, they're them…plus, they're kinda gay, if that's any reason."

"Oh," was all Fred said. Suddenly the door burst open to see Draco glaring at them.

"I bloody resent that. Just because I'm gay doesn't mean I take that long. I was waiting to use the restroom!" Draco ground out, walking over to the fireplace where he picked something up and stuck it in his pocket. Harry walked out a few seconds later.

"I'm sorry we took so long, that was my fault. I was taking a shower." Harry said sheepishly. Pansy smiled and shook her head before she pulled her cloak on. Draco and Harry followed suit before they followed Fred out of the apartment.

They met up with George, Sora, and Hermione at the Leaky Cauldron where they portkeyed to a hotel in Paris. They'd decided to stay there because it wasn't good for Hermione to use a portkey twice in one day. They got their rooms around and hung out until it was time to go down to where the concert was.

Loud screaming for the band met their ears as they entered. Hermione found herself grinning, knowing that it was closing in on that time. Pansy caught her smile and smiled one of her own, knowing what Hermione was thinking.

They stopped at good spot to stand, and waited with everyone else for the band to come on. Draco glared dangerously at any and all females (and a few males) who tried approaching Harry. Fred doing the same to all the guys who were considering Pansy. George didn't have to bother seeing as he kept Sora in his arms the entire time. Hermione smiled, satisfied. Her work was halfway done. All they needed to do now was kiss. Both Draco and Harry, AND Pansy and Fred.

Harry was about to comment on the two men's odd behavior when the lighting changed and soft music began to play. The cheering died down slightly, the lights flashing from blue to green and red and purple. The screaming took on a knew volume when the lead singer was finally revealed in a flash of aqua colored light singing "Haunted."

They listened to the song, feeling their bodies move with the music. Hermione had been right, they all loved it. The next song came on, and they became even more wrapped up in the music. Draco hadn't even noticed how close he'd been dancing to Harry, or that Harry was dancing just as close to him. Fred's arm was in the air, moving up and down with all the other people's arms in rhythm to the song, his head following the same motion as his arm.

Harry loved the way the lights flashed and changed colors. He felt that he could almost connect with this song, "Going Under". The lights faded as the song came to an end. The lights began to fade to a normal hue, revealing the lead singer up on the part of the stage that protrudes out into the audience.

"Merci Paris!" was screamed into the microphone, which was met by loud screams and cheers from the fans. She said something else but Harry didn't catch it and then the lights went out and bright white lights started flashing as the next song came on.

"Hey Draco! This song sounds a lot like how you were before you found Harry!" Pansy screamed over the roar of the crowed and song, referring to "Taking Over Me" which was the song that was currently being sung. Draco blushed and glared at her, hoping that Harry hadn't heard her. Draco knew she was right though.

The next song came on, with some more loud cheering. Pansy felt that she rather liked this one. As the song ended, the lead singer spoke a little bit, telling the audience that they were going to be singing a song by another band.

Harry listened to the lyrics, already feeling like he could connect to it. He allowed the lyrics to flow through him, smiling serenely. Draco watched Harry, feeling certain parts of him stir as he witnessed Harry's smile. He shook his head, knowing that he'd definitely need a cold shower when they got back to the hotel. Draco smiled as he turned to watch the band up on stage, he'd caught part of the chorus and it made him think of Flint. Flint receiving the Kiss. Oh, he could not wait!

The song ended and the next one started right after it. This had been the song that convinced Hermione to buy the tickets. It was called "My Last Breath". It had made her think of Draco and Harry. She couldn't wait for her plans to unfold.

The song ended and the next song began, the little piano rift catching George's attention. Fred followed along when the lead singer began throwing her arm in the air, leading the crowd. Sora soon joined Fred in the "arm banging", making George smile. Hermione listened to the lyrics, feeling her heart sadden considerably. It made her think of Ron. Gods, she missed him.

The song ended and the lead singer, who Sora had asked around and found out that it was Amy Lee, began talking to the crowd a little. She sat at a piano and began playing a sad sounding song. The lyrics following it confirmed the true extent of it's sorrow. Harry felt tears start to well up in his eyes slightly, the song was so depressing to him. Draco noticed Harry's reaction and moved a little closer grasping his hand in comfort.

The song faded out, the cheering a bit quieter for this song than for the others, but still loud. Amy Lee thanked the crowd before beginning the next song with the piano that had all the fans screaming up until her voice resonated from the speakers. As she listened to the song, Hermione began to think more about Ron. She felt that it described what she was feeling from his death near perfectly. As the song picked up speed towards the end, Hermione shook herself. She knew the song of importance was coming up very soon, if not next.

Draco smiled up at the stage. He was really enjoying himself. As the next song started, the lights went to black and some dark blue spot lights shone on the stage. An eerie piano rift started up, hard to hear over the cheering fans who didn't seem to realize that the next song was starting. Soon after Amy sang into the microphone, without words. It was extremely eerie to hear, in Draco's opinion. He looked over to Harry, staring at the raven haired man.

As the end of the rift came to an end, Draco's head shot up as a song from his past began. The lyrics pierced him again, and he was unable to turn his face away from the stage. His hand gripping Harry's tightly, having forgotten that he was still holding it.

Harry stared at Draco in confusion, not sure why Draco was suddenly rigid as a steel bar. Tugging on Draco's hand to get his attention, Harry felt a shiver go down his spine when Draco's silver eyes caught his. Amy Lee began to sing.

How can you see into my eyes, like open doors? Harry felt his heart race. Leading you down into my core, where I've become so numb. Pansy looked over to the two, noticing their reactions. Draco's heart began to race as well.

Without a soul, my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold, until you find it there and lead me, back home. Harry swallowed convulsively, his heart pounding in his ears did nothing to drown out the song. Wake me up. Wake me up inside. I can't wake up. Wake me up inside. Save me. Call my name and save me from the dark. Wake me up. Bid my blood to run. I can't wake up. Before I come undone. Save me. Save me from the nothing I've become.

Harry's heart kicked it up another gear, he could feel it going faster than should be humanly possible. Why the hell was this song affecting him like this?!

Now that I know what I'm without, you can't just leave me. Breathe into me, and make me real, bring me to life. Oh, that's why. It described his thoughts and feelings and how Draco affected him perfectly.

Wake me up. Wake me up inside. I can't wake up. Wake me up inside. Save me. Call my name and save me from the dark. Wake me up. Bid my blood to run. I can't wake up. Before I come undone. Save me. Save me from the nothing I've become.

Draco could faintly feel Harry's pulse through his death grip on Harry's hand. It was wild and fast. Just like his own was.

Bring me to life. I've become a lie, there's nothing inside. Bring me to life.

Harry felt his face heat up. He didn't even know why he was blushing, except for the fact that Draco was staring at him, a look in his eyes that he couldn't decipher.

Frozen inside without your touch, without your love. Darling, only you are the life among the dead.

Draco tried to tear his eyes away from Harry's, but it was just like the last time he'd heard this song. The only difference was, they hadn't had an audience to witness the eye-lock.

All this time I can't believe I couldn't see. Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me. I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems. Got to open my eyes to everything. Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul. Don't let me die here. There must be something more. Bring me to life.

Harry felt his heart skip several beats for no apparent reason. He wished he knew what was going through Draco's mind right now.

Draco felt himself become completely and undeniably aroused. The look and Harry's face, the look of pure innocence, coupled with his blushing seemed to become too much.

Bring me to life. I've become a lie, there's nothing inside. Bring me to life.

The song was coming to an end. Pansy had recognized it, remembering back to when Draco had recited the lyrics to her. Thinking fast she gave Harry a little shove. Shocked out of his…shock, Harry fell into Draco, who caught him before he could fall to the ground. The next song started up almost immediately after that one. Harry was still in Draco's arms. The last songs of the concert went by in a haze. Harry was still in Draco's arms.

Author's Note: Thanks again for reading. ANd I know I said I'd try to make this longer, but..well...the chapter was going to end with Hermione going into labor, but I think that this ending is much better. Thanks! Hope you enjoyed it!