"Ron! What are you doing here?!" Cameron jumped at the sight of the freckled red head.
"I uh...well...George sent me up...to check on you." Ron staggered.
"Why? Why didn't he come himself?" Lindsay asked.
"He went off somewhere with Lee to set off a dung bomb." Ron said.
"Fine thing." Cameron muttered. "Anyway, you didn't, you know, listen in on us...did you?"
"Well, I heard most of it." Ron said slowly.
"Great." Lindsay threw her arms in the air. "Great!"
"Ron, you have to promise not to tell a soul!" Cameron's face was about an inch from his.
"I...promise." Ron began. "I need a favor though."
"Anything." Cameron said.
"I want to ask Hermione to the ball, but I don't think she likes me and after the incident at last years ball..."
"No problem." Lindsay smiled.
"Can you explain this Yule Ball performance to me?"
"Alright it started like this." Lindsay closed the door and sat on a four-poster.
Meanwhile:
"What is taking Ron so bloody long?" George asked Lee.
"I don't know, they should be down soon." Lee said.
"I should have gone up there myself." George said. They waited for what seemed like ten minutes until George stood up.
"I am going to go up." He declared and marched toward the stone staircase. Just as he got up about halfway, Ron, Cameron, and Lindsay stopped in front of him.
"Hi there." Ron said and walked past George with a grin on his face.
"Hi Cameron." He started.
"How nice of you to join us. Of course, you really do not need to...go on. If dung bombs are more important, Lindsay and I have better things to do." Cameron brushed past George quickly, Lindsay following.
"Crap." George sighed and walked down the staircase.
"What happened?" Lee asked.
"She is mad at me." George said. "Ron told her I'd rather set off dung bombs with you than to talk to her."
"But you weren't! Didn't you say that you were to afraid?" Lee frowned.
"Yes. That's exactly what I said." George's usually smart grin had vanished, and he now wore a sad look of disappointment. "I'm going to bed." George said and walked up the staircase slowly.
When George got to his dormitory, he opened the door and walked in to see Fred lying on his bed.
"Hi George." Fred asked and then looked up at his upset twin. "What's wrong?"
"Cameron." George replied as he walked to his four-poster and drew his curtains.
The next morning, Cameron woke up with a start. There was Lindsay shaking her awake.
"What is it Lindz?" Cameron rubbed her eye.
"Practice is what." Lindsay said as she flipped a section of hair from her face. "It's December 20th, and it is 5:45 a.m."
"Oh!" Cameron jumped out of bed. "I forgot!"
"I know, that's why I came up." Lindsay said.
"All that talk about George, and he didn't care. Dung bombs. Hmph." Cameron looked hopelessly around for her cloak and Lindsay picked out some clothes for her.
Cameron was finally ready and the walked silently down to the dungeons.
"Girls!" A short, stout man with a shiny badge labeling, Marty Shale, Manager, walked up to Lindsay and Cameron and hugged them tightly.
"Hey Marty." Lindsay smiled.
"All ready for practice?" Marty asked.
"Of course!" Cameron said.
"My girls." Marty beamed at them. "My beautiful girls. It's been so long!"
"It has." Lindsay said.
"Well, we've brought your instruments down and we'll let you practice for an hour and a half, and then we can run through every song by order. How does that sound?" Marty asked.
"Sounds great!" Cameron said.
"Alright then, bring 'em in boys!" Marty shouted. Three men in burgundy cloaks swished their wands and a drum-set, two microphones, and a guitar appeared.
"Yes!" Cameron squealed as she ran over to the red drum-set and sat on the leather stool. "I've missed this drum-set so much!"
Lindsay walked over to the guitar and picked it up.
"My guitar." She smiled as she ran her hand along the polished black instrument.
They started to play and got the feel of it all again. Soon they were playing amazingly and Cameron exploded with excitement that she could finally play her drum-set again. The hour and a half passed and the girls were so involved with their music that they could not hear Marty shouting for them to stop. So he walked up to Cameron and pulled her drumsticks away. Lindsay immediately stopped playing also.
"Hey!" Cameron made a grab for the sticks but missed as Marty held them out of her reach.
"Ah, ah, ah! The hour and a half is over missy." Marty handed the sticks back to Cameron. "Were going to rehearse every one of your songs and see which ones go with the 'Yule Ball' theme."
"But we have more than fifty songs!" Lindsay said.
"Fifty-four." Marty corrected her.
"Well fine! We still have 54 songs, How will we play them all?" Lindsay asked.
"It is only 7:30 on a Sunday. We have permission to go until eleven A.M. You will have breakfast brought to you." Marty said.
"But the students, won't they be able to hear us? Everyone is staying for Christmas break because of the Yule Ball." Cameron asked.
"We have a silencing spell on the outside of this room or should I say, dungeon. So, no one will be able to hear you." Marty said as he walked backwards slowly and sat down on a large brown chair.
"Cool." Cameron smiled.
"Very cool indeed, Cameron. Now, lets start with 'Rogue Heart'." Marty said, flipping through papers.
"Alright." Lindsay said.
"One, two, One two three..." Cameron slapped her sticks together over her head and Lindsay started to play while Cameron sang and played at the same time. (A/N: The Serenade Sisters are supposed to sound like Weezer...only girls. If you don't know who Weezer is, SHAME on you!)
They kept practicing until 8:30, when their breakfast was brought up to them.
"Finally!" Lindsay put her guitar down and ran towards the food. She picked up a piece of toast and slumped down next to Cameron on a couch that the three men brought for them.
"I wonder what George is doing..." Cameron said to her and then snapped out of it. "No! No, no, no! No George, no George, he doesn't care about you, you don't care about him."
"Aww, Come off it, Cameron. Your crazy for him." Lindsay took a bite of bacon.
"I know...but he isn't for me. He would rather set off...dung bombs. With Lee." Cameron said in an I-am-pathetic sort of voice.
"He likes you too! You know how boys are, never want to show their feelings." Lindsay said.
"Whatever." Cameron bit her lip.
"I uh...well...George sent me up...to check on you." Ron staggered.
"Why? Why didn't he come himself?" Lindsay asked.
"He went off somewhere with Lee to set off a dung bomb." Ron said.
"Fine thing." Cameron muttered. "Anyway, you didn't, you know, listen in on us...did you?"
"Well, I heard most of it." Ron said slowly.
"Great." Lindsay threw her arms in the air. "Great!"
"Ron, you have to promise not to tell a soul!" Cameron's face was about an inch from his.
"I...promise." Ron began. "I need a favor though."
"Anything." Cameron said.
"I want to ask Hermione to the ball, but I don't think she likes me and after the incident at last years ball..."
"No problem." Lindsay smiled.
"Can you explain this Yule Ball performance to me?"
"Alright it started like this." Lindsay closed the door and sat on a four-poster.
Meanwhile:
"What is taking Ron so bloody long?" George asked Lee.
"I don't know, they should be down soon." Lee said.
"I should have gone up there myself." George said. They waited for what seemed like ten minutes until George stood up.
"I am going to go up." He declared and marched toward the stone staircase. Just as he got up about halfway, Ron, Cameron, and Lindsay stopped in front of him.
"Hi there." Ron said and walked past George with a grin on his face.
"Hi Cameron." He started.
"How nice of you to join us. Of course, you really do not need to...go on. If dung bombs are more important, Lindsay and I have better things to do." Cameron brushed past George quickly, Lindsay following.
"Crap." George sighed and walked down the staircase.
"What happened?" Lee asked.
"She is mad at me." George said. "Ron told her I'd rather set off dung bombs with you than to talk to her."
"But you weren't! Didn't you say that you were to afraid?" Lee frowned.
"Yes. That's exactly what I said." George's usually smart grin had vanished, and he now wore a sad look of disappointment. "I'm going to bed." George said and walked up the staircase slowly.
When George got to his dormitory, he opened the door and walked in to see Fred lying on his bed.
"Hi George." Fred asked and then looked up at his upset twin. "What's wrong?"
"Cameron." George replied as he walked to his four-poster and drew his curtains.
The next morning, Cameron woke up with a start. There was Lindsay shaking her awake.
"What is it Lindz?" Cameron rubbed her eye.
"Practice is what." Lindsay said as she flipped a section of hair from her face. "It's December 20th, and it is 5:45 a.m."
"Oh!" Cameron jumped out of bed. "I forgot!"
"I know, that's why I came up." Lindsay said.
"All that talk about George, and he didn't care. Dung bombs. Hmph." Cameron looked hopelessly around for her cloak and Lindsay picked out some clothes for her.
Cameron was finally ready and the walked silently down to the dungeons.
"Girls!" A short, stout man with a shiny badge labeling, Marty Shale, Manager, walked up to Lindsay and Cameron and hugged them tightly.
"Hey Marty." Lindsay smiled.
"All ready for practice?" Marty asked.
"Of course!" Cameron said.
"My girls." Marty beamed at them. "My beautiful girls. It's been so long!"
"It has." Lindsay said.
"Well, we've brought your instruments down and we'll let you practice for an hour and a half, and then we can run through every song by order. How does that sound?" Marty asked.
"Sounds great!" Cameron said.
"Alright then, bring 'em in boys!" Marty shouted. Three men in burgundy cloaks swished their wands and a drum-set, two microphones, and a guitar appeared.
"Yes!" Cameron squealed as she ran over to the red drum-set and sat on the leather stool. "I've missed this drum-set so much!"
Lindsay walked over to the guitar and picked it up.
"My guitar." She smiled as she ran her hand along the polished black instrument.
They started to play and got the feel of it all again. Soon they were playing amazingly and Cameron exploded with excitement that she could finally play her drum-set again. The hour and a half passed and the girls were so involved with their music that they could not hear Marty shouting for them to stop. So he walked up to Cameron and pulled her drumsticks away. Lindsay immediately stopped playing also.
"Hey!" Cameron made a grab for the sticks but missed as Marty held them out of her reach.
"Ah, ah, ah! The hour and a half is over missy." Marty handed the sticks back to Cameron. "Were going to rehearse every one of your songs and see which ones go with the 'Yule Ball' theme."
"But we have more than fifty songs!" Lindsay said.
"Fifty-four." Marty corrected her.
"Well fine! We still have 54 songs, How will we play them all?" Lindsay asked.
"It is only 7:30 on a Sunday. We have permission to go until eleven A.M. You will have breakfast brought to you." Marty said.
"But the students, won't they be able to hear us? Everyone is staying for Christmas break because of the Yule Ball." Cameron asked.
"We have a silencing spell on the outside of this room or should I say, dungeon. So, no one will be able to hear you." Marty said as he walked backwards slowly and sat down on a large brown chair.
"Cool." Cameron smiled.
"Very cool indeed, Cameron. Now, lets start with 'Rogue Heart'." Marty said, flipping through papers.
"Alright." Lindsay said.
"One, two, One two three..." Cameron slapped her sticks together over her head and Lindsay started to play while Cameron sang and played at the same time. (A/N: The Serenade Sisters are supposed to sound like Weezer...only girls. If you don't know who Weezer is, SHAME on you!)
They kept practicing until 8:30, when their breakfast was brought up to them.
"Finally!" Lindsay put her guitar down and ran towards the food. She picked up a piece of toast and slumped down next to Cameron on a couch that the three men brought for them.
"I wonder what George is doing..." Cameron said to her and then snapped out of it. "No! No, no, no! No George, no George, he doesn't care about you, you don't care about him."
"Aww, Come off it, Cameron. Your crazy for him." Lindsay took a bite of bacon.
"I know...but he isn't for me. He would rather set off...dung bombs. With Lee." Cameron said in an I-am-pathetic sort of voice.
"He likes you too! You know how boys are, never want to show their feelings." Lindsay said.
"Whatever." Cameron bit her lip.