A Night on the 'Town'
Disclaimer: They and the songs are not mine Chapter Five: How Do I Get There - 'parody'
Draco looked a bit jealous by the others were having fun at his expense. He clicked the search button for the next CD and decided to sing a parody instead of the right one. He jerked the microphone out of Harry's hand and cleared his throat. "We've always been worst enemies. No secrets and no demands. But suddenly from somewhere out of the blue. I see a different light around you." He pushed Harry onto the bench, "One thing I haven't told you, I just want to hit you. And never let go, I need to know."
He winked at the Slytherins, Snape especially, then turned to look at Harry, "How do I get hit you from here. How do I make you bleed? How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me. Lost in your thrashin' arms that's where I wanna be. You know I hate you. How do I hit you?"
Harry's eyes widened and Ron was sniggering. His voice really sounded like twang - pop country with the song. Hermione kept her mouth shut since this was one of her favorite artists and he was absolutely mutilating the song on purpose.
Draco's smile shifted even more maliciously, "You probably think I've lost my mind Takin' this punch crossin' that line." He pointed to Harry's stomach, "But I promise to hit harder than that. Dreaming every night with these hands stranglin' you. I can't wait any longer this feeling's getting stronger. Help me find a way."
Hermione then tried to drag Draco away from Harry before he could do any real damage, physically. Ron couldn't help but watch Draco. He was absolutely yummy looking and the parody he was singing was just as amusing to him. As Hermione and some other Griffindors held Draco back he kept singing, "How do I get hit you from here. How do I make you bleed. How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me. Lost in your thrashin' arms that's where I wanna be. You know I hate you. How do I hit you?"
The Slitherins were laughing, not at Malfoy, but at the priceless look on Harry's face. Some one had yelled 'Kodak Moment! Click!" and spouts of more laughter emanated from around the room. Snape kept a simple face, or tried to. Professor McGonagall just looked on as Draco pulled free with a few shrugs, "I know the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. But I'll hit any area that you don't wanna be hit. The perfect combination is your head, this fist. Darlin' won't you give me a sign?!"
Harry's eyes widened as Draco called him "Darlin'." Most guys never called him that, hell not even Dumbledore did that. Hermione was determined to drag Draco away, but Ron just pushed her back, quietly reminding her of their bet.
Some Slytherins waved their arms in the air and sang along with the chorus, "How do I get hit you from here. How do I make you bleed. How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me. Lost in your thrashin' arms that's where I wanna be. You know I hate you."
Draco squatted next to Harry and sang the repeated chorus for the last time, "How do I get hit you from here. How do I make you bleed. How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me. Lost in your thrashin' arms that's where I wanna be. You know I hate you. How do I hit you?"
Disclaimer: They and the songs are not mine Chapter Five: How Do I Get There - 'parody'
Draco looked a bit jealous by the others were having fun at his expense. He clicked the search button for the next CD and decided to sing a parody instead of the right one. He jerked the microphone out of Harry's hand and cleared his throat. "We've always been worst enemies. No secrets and no demands. But suddenly from somewhere out of the blue. I see a different light around you." He pushed Harry onto the bench, "One thing I haven't told you, I just want to hit you. And never let go, I need to know."
He winked at the Slytherins, Snape especially, then turned to look at Harry, "How do I get hit you from here. How do I make you bleed? How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me. Lost in your thrashin' arms that's where I wanna be. You know I hate you. How do I hit you?"
Harry's eyes widened and Ron was sniggering. His voice really sounded like twang - pop country with the song. Hermione kept her mouth shut since this was one of her favorite artists and he was absolutely mutilating the song on purpose.
Draco's smile shifted even more maliciously, "You probably think I've lost my mind Takin' this punch crossin' that line." He pointed to Harry's stomach, "But I promise to hit harder than that. Dreaming every night with these hands stranglin' you. I can't wait any longer this feeling's getting stronger. Help me find a way."
Hermione then tried to drag Draco away from Harry before he could do any real damage, physically. Ron couldn't help but watch Draco. He was absolutely yummy looking and the parody he was singing was just as amusing to him. As Hermione and some other Griffindors held Draco back he kept singing, "How do I get hit you from here. How do I make you bleed. How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me. Lost in your thrashin' arms that's where I wanna be. You know I hate you. How do I hit you?"
The Slitherins were laughing, not at Malfoy, but at the priceless look on Harry's face. Some one had yelled 'Kodak Moment! Click!" and spouts of more laughter emanated from around the room. Snape kept a simple face, or tried to. Professor McGonagall just looked on as Draco pulled free with a few shrugs, "I know the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. But I'll hit any area that you don't wanna be hit. The perfect combination is your head, this fist. Darlin' won't you give me a sign?!"
Harry's eyes widened as Draco called him "Darlin'." Most guys never called him that, hell not even Dumbledore did that. Hermione was determined to drag Draco away, but Ron just pushed her back, quietly reminding her of their bet.
Some Slytherins waved their arms in the air and sang along with the chorus, "How do I get hit you from here. How do I make you bleed. How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me. Lost in your thrashin' arms that's where I wanna be. You know I hate you."
Draco squatted next to Harry and sang the repeated chorus for the last time, "How do I get hit you from here. How do I make you bleed. How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me. Lost in your thrashin' arms that's where I wanna be. You know I hate you. How do I hit you?"