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Chapter 25

Influence of a Boy

Three days later

Considering most of those who attended Hogwarts consisted of a fair amount of Wizarding students that have never seen any kind of non magical items. What would happen the following weekend would go down in history as a grand party in the Gryffindor common room.

Considering it was a weekend, Professor McGonagall had given her house approval to throw a party in light of their recent win in Quidditch against the boastful Slytherins.

In the days to follow, the poor woman would come to wish she never had... but always be glad that she did.

Flashback

"Harry how are you going to 'improve' the sound?" Ron asked curiously as he was currently at the moment helping his friend set something up in the Gryffindor common room. Still a bit perturbed about the black eye, he still shines from the other day. He had forgotten about his anger as he had spotted Harry messing with what was metal rope?

"Ron..I swear...some of you western wizards really need to get out and into the real world with the rest of humanity." Harry replied as he shook his head.

Dean and Seamus both whom had been listening, resisted the urge to laugh as Ron made a face that was what one would expect coming from a wizard. Both having at least one muggle parent, the two knew what Harry had meant.

Harry had of course asked his godfather, with some help from the muggle studies teacher to grab a surround system from an electronic store in London. His godfather indeed confused at first, it took Harry teaching him about the different kinds of volume on the TV before the older man would agree.

When he heard the various different sound changes, when Harry had found a game to use as an example, his godfather had about died and gone to heaven. So with Professor Burbage's help he had gone and purchased the system.

Now as he finished it up, many a housemate was in the common room waiting. Most with confused expressions...

"What's going on?"

"I thought there was supposed to be a party?"

"Where's the music?"

"Hey why are people just standing around?"

Questions ignored as Harry was preoccupied was something, it takes only a little bit longer before a shout of Eureka was heard. Minutes later, the sound of Justin Timberlake singing Rock your body began to play.

The room almost vibrating with sound, Harry sheepishly turns it down a bit. "Ehhh sorry about that, I forget what surround sound could do."

"Turn"

"It"

"Back"

"UP!" A few muggleborn girls shouted as they recognized the voice singing. Squeals of pleasure at the hearing of someone they recognize unlike Celestina Warbeck or the Weird Sisters. To hear a song that they know?

Was indeed a treat as normally to even play a CD in Hogwarts was impossible...

As the song played, Harry looking around grabbed the nearest girl he knew as he set up a series of songs to play. Padma being the lucky recipient at the moment was happily moving with him. Awkward at first, she got the hang of it and was moving with the youth easily.

Slowly as if trying to mimic, the free moves that Harry was demonstrating, the purebloods that remained as the muggles danced joined in. Not to sure about the music at first, being young they could not help but like the beat it gave and started to join in. And as the song switched to a different one called Forever by Chris Brown....

The Party really got started!

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As the party would go on for most of the night, resulting in an irritable Minerva whose rooms were close to the student dorms for Gryffindor as were all head of houses to their charges.

The rumors of the gathering in Gryffindor spread. The other houses were amazed and could not help but quiz the Lion house on what had happened and how things were done. Their curiosity peaked even further now into the enigma that was Harry Potter-Burton.

As this was going on many of the teachers other then Minerva had mixed reactions.

To the Headmaster, Harry was achieving something that he had dreamed of for a long time. House Unity... Even now some of the Slytherins once again led by Blaise Zabini and surprisingly Draco Malfoy were sitting with their house rivals. And not mention they were willingly talking animatedly with the Lions, Eagles, and Badgers that had drifted there as well.

As recent as last year after the events with the Chamber, they had been separate. It would have taken if anything a miracle to unite the children in unity of any kind. The house of snakes, being constantly persecuted as bigots, they were the only ones who did not have a house member attacked. And because of that it did not sit well...

But now...

Look at them.

They were talking amongst each other.

To Filius and Pomona, the two heads of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff could not help but smile. Their own pride in the way that their children as they perceived were welcoming those who approached was evident. Snape, despite having to show a sneering demeanor, was proud of those who approached the others.

Very proud of them, especially his godson whom was sitting beside the bloody blasted Potter youth.

Sighing now as he studied the boy, he could not help but be aware that he was not like his biological father. When he had heard of what Harry had done to Draco and to the Weasely boy, he had been mad and had assumed that he was just like James was. But then he remembered an incident similar to what his godson had told him.

He and James had of course been fighting as usual, but Lily in a pique of temper had done what Harry did.

She hexed them both. James for egging the fight on and he for starting it and that was just for starters. She may have thought Potter was an arrogant toerag as she called him in the beginning. But she had always also equally yelled at him later, for rising to the bait that he dangled in front of him.

Smiling softly in memory of the boy's mother, he just stared at his plate with warmth she provided him so long ago once again filling his heart.

To those at the main table, this was a good sign. But to a solitary girl, who was the unofficial leader of the most loyal to the Dark Lord, Pansy Parkinson was angry. Even though she knows of the mission Draco's father assigned him, something about it bothered her.

Not that she cared as it was a good strategy. Still though, the way Draco had been before Potter decked him and the Weasel. It made her doubtful. Because it seemed...well it seemed too friendly. It looked like Draco honestly wanted to be friends with the boy, who destroyed their Dark Lord.

Expressing the doubts to her Daddy, the man had indeed listened and then written her back.

"Watch him."

And so she will. Even now, she can't help but give a dreamy sigh as she stared at the handsome blonde. All the while her keen eyes remaining observant for any and all transgressions....

She may fancy him, but Pansy Parkinson was no one's fool.

Narrowing her eyes as he seems to get rather close with that Lovegood girl, the other more loyal snakes back away as the glass in her hand shatters. Despite the fact, she had to make sure he wasn't betraying Lord Voldemort; she was still going to be Draco's wife.

And no blonde loony twit or any other girl was going to get in her way.