A/N: This is great. We love the Responses, please, keep them coming. It's
inspiring us to write and come up with more ideas. I'm sorry to tell you
this but this chapter is going to be shorter than the others. It's mostly
gonna be Harry singing and song the he kinda relates to.
I'm boring you.
Your thinking "Come on all ready bring on the story!!!" Well, fine! I didn't want to talk to you anyway, I mean it's not like I don't have a life, I just get a little lonely. * Weeps then sighs* Teeheehee. Sorry about that it's just I love writing A/N I get to let the true me out. Scary aint it.
ANYWAY!!!
Lights, Camera, ACTION!!!!
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Chapter 3
"Harry's Secret Gift"
Harry eyed the guitar that Draco was extending to him.
"What? You want me to play it?"
"No, I want you to chuck it onto a BBQ and eat it. Yes, I want you to play it, Dipweed." Ron had to fight back a chuckle from Draco's sarcastic remark. 'I gotta hand it to him, His quick with the wit.' Ron looked over to Harry and noticed the he was paler than usual.
"Whats up Harry? You look sick."
"Na, it's nothing I'm just a little tiered, is all."
"Well, wake up and play."
"I- I'm really don't want to play a- at the moment." Harry was starting to feel a bit guilt about a secret he's been hiding from his friend all these years. Harry heard Ron's singing and it wasn't pretty, He could kill The Dark One with that voice and Harry just felt so bad For Ron that he didn't share his talent with his best friend. 'How will he act when he finds out about my talent?' Harry thought. 'Will he shun me like he did in the 4th year? Or worse will he just forget this whole plan all together?'
"Why?" Ron was starting to doubt Harry's abilities.
"Hu?"
"Why don't you want to play?" Draco asked with a dull voice added with a sigh.
"'Cause I'm not in the mood." Harry answered with a sneer, glaring at the egotistical blond.
Ron stepped in between them blocking Harry's view of Draco. "Then just sing without the guitar."
"Are you mad?" Harry blurted out. "I can't sing without music."
"Well, then play the bloody guitar!" Draco lashed out. He was finding these two girls bickering very irritating.
"No." Harry could feel the guilt slide out of his stomach only to feel the sharp twist of anger replace it.
"Why?" Ron was also starting to get irritated. 'Why wont he just play that damn guitar so I can play then we all can just go to bed?'
Draco walked up behind Ron placed a hand on his shoulder, leaned close to his ear and said loud enough for Harry to hear. "Bit the Hero can't sing worth shit." Draco knew he stuck a nerve when he saw a slight twitch in Harry's bright green eyes.
As he cocked his head off to the side Harry gave Draco a sarcastic grin. "Care to take a wager on that?"
Draco gave a full-blown smile. "Why, Harry I think I'm rubbing off on you." He said as he handed over the - in Harry's eyes - most spectacular instrument. As Harry had made contact with the wood and strings he closed his eyes. He loved the feel of a guitar in his hands. Loved to run his fingers over the strings, subdues them in to making beautiful music.
"Oi! Harry, snap out of it!" Ron slapped Harry's back after a minute of his daydream.
"Yea, sit down and play. Harry." Draco walked over to the chair and kicked it over to Harry.
"I think WE'ER rubbing off on you." Harry said while taking a seat.
"Oh? And how is that? "
"Whats with using our first names?"
"I just thought since we're working together we should at least be on first name basses.
"Whatever." Harry paused and gave it thought. "Draco."
Harry propped the guitar on his leg and picked a cord to start on and strummed the stings. He had come to think that he should play the song that he loved ever since he heard it playing on Aunt Petunia's kitchen radio. Harry closed his eyes and started playing and singing Blake Shelton's "The Baby".
My brother said that I
Was rotten to the core.
I was the youngest child,
So I got by with more.
I guess she was tired by
The time I came along.
She'd laugh until she cried,
I could do no wrong.
She would always save me,
Because I was her baby.
I worked a factory in Ohio,
A shrimp boat in the Bayou,
I drove a truck in Birmingham.
Turned 21 in Cincinnati,
I called home to mom and daddy,
I said, "Your boy is now a man."
She said "I don't care if you're 80,
You'll always be my baby."
She loved that photograph,
Of our whole family.
She'd always point us out,
For all her friends to see.
That's Greg he's doing great,
He really loves his job.
And Ronnie with his 2 kids,
How 'bout that wife he's got.
And that one's kinda crazy,
But that one is my baby.
I got a call in Alabama,
Said come on home to Louisiana
And come as fast as you can fly.
Cause your momma really needs you,
And says she's got to see you,
She might not make it through the night.
The whole way I drove 80
So she could see her baby.
She looked like she was sleepin'
And my family had been weepin'
By the time that I got to her side.
And I knew that she'd been taken,
And my heart it was breakin',
I never got to say goodbye.
I softly kissed that lady
And cried just like a baby.
When Harry was finished with his song he had to hold back his tears just as he done when he first heard it. After all, he himself never got to say goodbye to his mother nor his father. Once he felt the burning in his nose and the stinging in his eyes vanish he lifted his eyelids and cleared his throat. He finally lifted his view from the floor to the blond and redhead and saw that there was sadness in their eyes. It made Harry a little happy to know that he wasn't the only guy that can be touched by a simple song.
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A/N: Aaaaaaaaand Cut!! Great job Guys I've never seen such great acting. Three cheers for Rupert, Tom, and Daniel!!! Teeheehee. Hay man, a girl can dream!!! Teeheehee next dream is Orlando, and Elijah LOL "I'm Just Kidding!!" Teeheehee. Sorry that's a little SingingSiren and Spunk*N*Sass inside joke. Anyway. We hope you enjoyed this chapter. Once again I'm sorry that the chapter is short. But Ron is gonna have a little secret of his own. PLEASE stay in tune for the next episode of Operation "Complicated" and PLEASE click that little button that says "Go" and R&R. Well of course you R'ed - you would be hear if you didn't - so just PLEASE R. I love to read your R's. Teeheehee. Am I confusing you? Because I'm confusing myself. Anyway. Hay don't slip, don't slide keep around thorough the backside, and we'll see you later.
Blessed Be
SingingSiren
&
Spunk*N*Sass
I'm boring you.
Your thinking "Come on all ready bring on the story!!!" Well, fine! I didn't want to talk to you anyway, I mean it's not like I don't have a life, I just get a little lonely. * Weeps then sighs* Teeheehee. Sorry about that it's just I love writing A/N I get to let the true me out. Scary aint it.
ANYWAY!!!
Lights, Camera, ACTION!!!!
*_~| ^_^| ~_~| ^_~| *_*
Chapter 3
"Harry's Secret Gift"
Harry eyed the guitar that Draco was extending to him.
"What? You want me to play it?"
"No, I want you to chuck it onto a BBQ and eat it. Yes, I want you to play it, Dipweed." Ron had to fight back a chuckle from Draco's sarcastic remark. 'I gotta hand it to him, His quick with the wit.' Ron looked over to Harry and noticed the he was paler than usual.
"Whats up Harry? You look sick."
"Na, it's nothing I'm just a little tiered, is all."
"Well, wake up and play."
"I- I'm really don't want to play a- at the moment." Harry was starting to feel a bit guilt about a secret he's been hiding from his friend all these years. Harry heard Ron's singing and it wasn't pretty, He could kill The Dark One with that voice and Harry just felt so bad For Ron that he didn't share his talent with his best friend. 'How will he act when he finds out about my talent?' Harry thought. 'Will he shun me like he did in the 4th year? Or worse will he just forget this whole plan all together?'
"Why?" Ron was starting to doubt Harry's abilities.
"Hu?"
"Why don't you want to play?" Draco asked with a dull voice added with a sigh.
"'Cause I'm not in the mood." Harry answered with a sneer, glaring at the egotistical blond.
Ron stepped in between them blocking Harry's view of Draco. "Then just sing without the guitar."
"Are you mad?" Harry blurted out. "I can't sing without music."
"Well, then play the bloody guitar!" Draco lashed out. He was finding these two girls bickering very irritating.
"No." Harry could feel the guilt slide out of his stomach only to feel the sharp twist of anger replace it.
"Why?" Ron was also starting to get irritated. 'Why wont he just play that damn guitar so I can play then we all can just go to bed?'
Draco walked up behind Ron placed a hand on his shoulder, leaned close to his ear and said loud enough for Harry to hear. "Bit the Hero can't sing worth shit." Draco knew he stuck a nerve when he saw a slight twitch in Harry's bright green eyes.
As he cocked his head off to the side Harry gave Draco a sarcastic grin. "Care to take a wager on that?"
Draco gave a full-blown smile. "Why, Harry I think I'm rubbing off on you." He said as he handed over the - in Harry's eyes - most spectacular instrument. As Harry had made contact with the wood and strings he closed his eyes. He loved the feel of a guitar in his hands. Loved to run his fingers over the strings, subdues them in to making beautiful music.
"Oi! Harry, snap out of it!" Ron slapped Harry's back after a minute of his daydream.
"Yea, sit down and play. Harry." Draco walked over to the chair and kicked it over to Harry.
"I think WE'ER rubbing off on you." Harry said while taking a seat.
"Oh? And how is that? "
"Whats with using our first names?"
"I just thought since we're working together we should at least be on first name basses.
"Whatever." Harry paused and gave it thought. "Draco."
Harry propped the guitar on his leg and picked a cord to start on and strummed the stings. He had come to think that he should play the song that he loved ever since he heard it playing on Aunt Petunia's kitchen radio. Harry closed his eyes and started playing and singing Blake Shelton's "The Baby".
My brother said that I
Was rotten to the core.
I was the youngest child,
So I got by with more.
I guess she was tired by
The time I came along.
She'd laugh until she cried,
I could do no wrong.
She would always save me,
Because I was her baby.
I worked a factory in Ohio,
A shrimp boat in the Bayou,
I drove a truck in Birmingham.
Turned 21 in Cincinnati,
I called home to mom and daddy,
I said, "Your boy is now a man."
She said "I don't care if you're 80,
You'll always be my baby."
She loved that photograph,
Of our whole family.
She'd always point us out,
For all her friends to see.
That's Greg he's doing great,
He really loves his job.
And Ronnie with his 2 kids,
How 'bout that wife he's got.
And that one's kinda crazy,
But that one is my baby.
I got a call in Alabama,
Said come on home to Louisiana
And come as fast as you can fly.
Cause your momma really needs you,
And says she's got to see you,
She might not make it through the night.
The whole way I drove 80
So she could see her baby.
She looked like she was sleepin'
And my family had been weepin'
By the time that I got to her side.
And I knew that she'd been taken,
And my heart it was breakin',
I never got to say goodbye.
I softly kissed that lady
And cried just like a baby.
When Harry was finished with his song he had to hold back his tears just as he done when he first heard it. After all, he himself never got to say goodbye to his mother nor his father. Once he felt the burning in his nose and the stinging in his eyes vanish he lifted his eyelids and cleared his throat. He finally lifted his view from the floor to the blond and redhead and saw that there was sadness in their eyes. It made Harry a little happy to know that he wasn't the only guy that can be touched by a simple song.
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A/N: Aaaaaaaaand Cut!! Great job Guys I've never seen such great acting. Three cheers for Rupert, Tom, and Daniel!!! Teeheehee. Hay man, a girl can dream!!! Teeheehee next dream is Orlando, and Elijah LOL "I'm Just Kidding!!" Teeheehee. Sorry that's a little SingingSiren and Spunk*N*Sass inside joke. Anyway. We hope you enjoyed this chapter. Once again I'm sorry that the chapter is short. But Ron is gonna have a little secret of his own. PLEASE stay in tune for the next episode of Operation "Complicated" and PLEASE click that little button that says "Go" and R&R. Well of course you R'ed - you would be hear if you didn't - so just PLEASE R. I love to read your R's. Teeheehee. Am I confusing you? Because I'm confusing myself. Anyway. Hay don't slip, don't slide keep around thorough the backside, and we'll see you later.
Blessed Be
SingingSiren
&
Spunk*N*Sass