Disclamers are boring so to put it this way i do not own Harry Potter at all, I own Tom and the plot only! I also do not i repeat i do not own the song in this chapter (Jam on it, Newcleus 1984)
Thanks for the reviews and keep them comming!
A/N Yes! i won My Yahoo! Fantasy Football Leauge Yesterday
Beating the Toledo Hard Hitters 89-80 Yea me!
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And Now on To the Story on hand
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As Harry and Hannah Reached the Terminal in which Tom Smith was arriving they spotted a boy wearing fake ice, backwards baseball cap and a Forest Green cloak. He was carrying a rather large suitcase. As he got closer they noticed that he had Shoulder lenght golden brown hair (think of the color of a pancake) and that he was really sure of his self as he approched them.
"Hello, I'm Tom Smith" he said to the two stund teenagers, "I already know one of you by appearance but who is this lovly girl standing in front of me?"
Hannah blushed a red so deep that it would even rival Ginny Weasley.
"Ha-ha-nnah Abbot" she said nervously.
"No need to be nervous around me Hannah I'm the guy that Dumbledore sent you to get." Tom said
Harry likened his response to sound like Hermione.
"And you must be Harry Potter," Tom Continued, Your antics during your first 4 years at Hogwarts are required reading at The Great Lakes Magical Acadamy (A/N the Most Prestigues School in North America, Salem Magical institute may be big but this is my Story in other words My Rules!) in the Current Events Class.
"Nice To know that word of my antics made it to America," Replied Harry rather coldly.
"Well lets get out of here I can't stand Airport Security they always follow me around like I'm likly to steal something." (Tom)
"I agree Tom," (Hannah)
"Well I'm Just curious what type of ride do you have?" Tom inquired.
"What does ride mean?" replied Hannah.
"Oh sorry That is slang for car" Replied Tom.
"Oh i have a Escalade," Hannah said.
"Great I've only seen those in music videos" replied Tom Rather excitedly (A/N is that a word?)
"Well lets go i want to see Hermione she needs her best friend" said Harry with a sense of urgancy.
"She's not going anywhere." hannah said rather coldly "she's in a coma"
"What ever i don't intend to listen to you two bicker like a married couple all the way there" Tom said trying to keep sense of rather calm in the parking structure.
Once on the road Tom pulled out a cd out of his bag and stuck it in the car's CD player (This car was Fully-loaded)
"Now you two need to be quiet this song is very good, in other words no singing!"
"Whatever," a rather bored Harry said, we've been forced to listen to Hannah's poor excuse for musical taste"
"Now Harry to each their own likes" Replied Tom.
With that Tom Cranked the volume level to 10 and this is what played
Yeah
Jam on it
(Yeah, yeah, we know, we know)
Huh
(Yeah, Goggles, you gonna rock it, right)
(You gonna do it down, right)
Ha-ha-ha-ha, yeah
(Hey, Cozmo, what's the name of this again)
(I forgot)
Jam on it
(Oh)
(Oh, Chilly B, get down, ho)
(Oh, oh, here comes Cozmo)
(Ho)
(We get to say wikki-wikki-wikki again)
Wikki-wikki-wikki-wikki
(Shut up)
Wikki-wikki-wikki-wikki
Three words to the whack, step yourself back
Just gettin' down, and you then you're givin' no slack
Like a Burger King with a sack of Big Macs
We're throwin' down with the radical sacks
On time, in your mind you see
You gotta boogie to your best ability
You gotta funk it up until it knocks you down
And when you're funkin' up, be sure to pass it around
Come on, let's go to work
We got what'll make your body jerk
Make you throw your hands up in the air
Shake your booty and scream, Oh, yeah
'Cause we are the Jam On Crew
And jammin' on it is how we do the do
We'll funk you up until you boogie down
So come people check out the sound
Check out the sound, check out the sound, check out the sound, check out the
sound
Check out the sound, check out the sound, check out the sound, check out the
sound
Check out the sound
(Jam on it)
There's going to sound
They're going to get down
(Jam on it)
Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Chilly B
And I'm a surefire, full blooded bonafide house rockin' Jam-On Production MC
If you want the best, put me to the test, and I'm sure you'll soon agree
That I got no force 'cause I'm down by law when it comes to rockin' viciously,
you see
'Cause when I was a little baby boy my mama gave me a brand new toy
Two turn tables with a mic, and I learned to rock like Dolymite
Time went by, on this God creation, I knew someday I would rock the nation
So I made up my mind just what to do and I joined with the Jam On Production
Crew
So go crazy, go crazy, don't let your body be lazy
I said don't stop the body rock till your eyesight starts to get hazy
Clean out your ears and you open your eye, if you wanna hear the music just come
alive....
five and a half minutes later....
(Said Superman had come to town to see who he could rock)
(He blew away every crew he faced until he reached the block)
(His speakers were three stories high with woofers made of steel)
(And when we boys sit outside, he said I boom for real)
He said, I'm faster than a speedin' bullet when I'm on the set
I don't need no fans to cool my ass, I just use my super breath
I could fly three times around the world without missin' a beat
I socialize with X-ray eyes, and ladies think it's sweet
(And then he turned his power on and the ground began to move)
(And all the buildings for miles around were swayin' to the groove)
(And just when he had fooled the crowd and swore he wouldn't fight)
We rocked this bet with a 12 inch cut called Disco Kryptonite
Well, Superman looked up at me, he said, You rock so naturally
I said now that you've learned to deal, let me tell you why I'm so for real
I'm Cozmo D from outer space, I came to rock the human race
I do it right 'cause I can't do it wrong
That's why the whole world is singin' this song
(Wikki-wikki-wikki-wikki)
(Ah, man, this is too funky for me)
(I'm goin' home)
(Hey, Mergatroid, let's go)
(Hey, you fellas seen my sister Mergatroid)
(She was standin' over here just a minute ago)
(Yeah, I think I saw her over there with Randy)
(He's rockin' the mic, you know)
"What was that" Harry said, "it sounded like nails on a chalkbord"
"You know what your problem is Harry," both Tom and Hannah said in unison, "You have no taste."
"I may not have good taste but that song sucked," Harry said rather coldly.
"Whatever let's just keep going" Tom Replied.
"We have a problem guys," Hannah said in a paniced tone, "the care has not only stopped working but we have visitors (she pointed out the passnger side at hooded figures approaching the car)."
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A cliffhanger I may hate them but they do add to the suspence.
See the review button press it and leave feed back it is appreashiated.
Thanks for the reviews and keep them comming!
A/N Yes! i won My Yahoo! Fantasy Football Leauge Yesterday
Beating the Toledo Hard Hitters 89-80 Yea me!
-----------------------------------------------------------
And Now on To the Story on hand
-----------------------------------------------------------
As Harry and Hannah Reached the Terminal in which Tom Smith was arriving they spotted a boy wearing fake ice, backwards baseball cap and a Forest Green cloak. He was carrying a rather large suitcase. As he got closer they noticed that he had Shoulder lenght golden brown hair (think of the color of a pancake) and that he was really sure of his self as he approched them.
"Hello, I'm Tom Smith" he said to the two stund teenagers, "I already know one of you by appearance but who is this lovly girl standing in front of me?"
Hannah blushed a red so deep that it would even rival Ginny Weasley.
"Ha-ha-nnah Abbot" she said nervously.
"No need to be nervous around me Hannah I'm the guy that Dumbledore sent you to get." Tom said
Harry likened his response to sound like Hermione.
"And you must be Harry Potter," Tom Continued, Your antics during your first 4 years at Hogwarts are required reading at The Great Lakes Magical Acadamy (A/N the Most Prestigues School in North America, Salem Magical institute may be big but this is my Story in other words My Rules!) in the Current Events Class.
"Nice To know that word of my antics made it to America," Replied Harry rather coldly.
"Well lets get out of here I can't stand Airport Security they always follow me around like I'm likly to steal something." (Tom)
"I agree Tom," (Hannah)
"Well I'm Just curious what type of ride do you have?" Tom inquired.
"What does ride mean?" replied Hannah.
"Oh sorry That is slang for car" Replied Tom.
"Oh i have a Escalade," Hannah said.
"Great I've only seen those in music videos" replied Tom Rather excitedly (A/N is that a word?)
"Well lets go i want to see Hermione she needs her best friend" said Harry with a sense of urgancy.
"She's not going anywhere." hannah said rather coldly "she's in a coma"
"What ever i don't intend to listen to you two bicker like a married couple all the way there" Tom said trying to keep sense of rather calm in the parking structure.
Once on the road Tom pulled out a cd out of his bag and stuck it in the car's CD player (This car was Fully-loaded)
"Now you two need to be quiet this song is very good, in other words no singing!"
"Whatever," a rather bored Harry said, we've been forced to listen to Hannah's poor excuse for musical taste"
"Now Harry to each their own likes" Replied Tom.
With that Tom Cranked the volume level to 10 and this is what played
Yeah
Jam on it
(Yeah, yeah, we know, we know)
Huh
(Yeah, Goggles, you gonna rock it, right)
(You gonna do it down, right)
Ha-ha-ha-ha, yeah
(Hey, Cozmo, what's the name of this again)
(I forgot)
Jam on it
(Oh)
(Oh, Chilly B, get down, ho)
(Oh, oh, here comes Cozmo)
(Ho)
(We get to say wikki-wikki-wikki again)
Wikki-wikki-wikki-wikki
(Shut up)
Wikki-wikki-wikki-wikki
Three words to the whack, step yourself back
Just gettin' down, and you then you're givin' no slack
Like a Burger King with a sack of Big Macs
We're throwin' down with the radical sacks
On time, in your mind you see
You gotta boogie to your best ability
You gotta funk it up until it knocks you down
And when you're funkin' up, be sure to pass it around
Come on, let's go to work
We got what'll make your body jerk
Make you throw your hands up in the air
Shake your booty and scream, Oh, yeah
'Cause we are the Jam On Crew
And jammin' on it is how we do the do
We'll funk you up until you boogie down
So come people check out the sound
Check out the sound, check out the sound, check out the sound, check out the
sound
Check out the sound, check out the sound, check out the sound, check out the
sound
Check out the sound
(Jam on it)
There's going to sound
They're going to get down
(Jam on it)
Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Chilly B
And I'm a surefire, full blooded bonafide house rockin' Jam-On Production MC
If you want the best, put me to the test, and I'm sure you'll soon agree
That I got no force 'cause I'm down by law when it comes to rockin' viciously,
you see
'Cause when I was a little baby boy my mama gave me a brand new toy
Two turn tables with a mic, and I learned to rock like Dolymite
Time went by, on this God creation, I knew someday I would rock the nation
So I made up my mind just what to do and I joined with the Jam On Production
Crew
So go crazy, go crazy, don't let your body be lazy
I said don't stop the body rock till your eyesight starts to get hazy
Clean out your ears and you open your eye, if you wanna hear the music just come
alive....
five and a half minutes later....
(Said Superman had come to town to see who he could rock)
(He blew away every crew he faced until he reached the block)
(His speakers were three stories high with woofers made of steel)
(And when we boys sit outside, he said I boom for real)
He said, I'm faster than a speedin' bullet when I'm on the set
I don't need no fans to cool my ass, I just use my super breath
I could fly three times around the world without missin' a beat
I socialize with X-ray eyes, and ladies think it's sweet
(And then he turned his power on and the ground began to move)
(And all the buildings for miles around were swayin' to the groove)
(And just when he had fooled the crowd and swore he wouldn't fight)
We rocked this bet with a 12 inch cut called Disco Kryptonite
Well, Superman looked up at me, he said, You rock so naturally
I said now that you've learned to deal, let me tell you why I'm so for real
I'm Cozmo D from outer space, I came to rock the human race
I do it right 'cause I can't do it wrong
That's why the whole world is singin' this song
(Wikki-wikki-wikki-wikki)
(Ah, man, this is too funky for me)
(I'm goin' home)
(Hey, Mergatroid, let's go)
(Hey, you fellas seen my sister Mergatroid)
(She was standin' over here just a minute ago)
(Yeah, I think I saw her over there with Randy)
(He's rockin' the mic, you know)
"What was that" Harry said, "it sounded like nails on a chalkbord"
"You know what your problem is Harry," both Tom and Hannah said in unison, "You have no taste."
"I may not have good taste but that song sucked," Harry said rather coldly.
"Whatever let's just keep going" Tom Replied.
"We have a problem guys," Hannah said in a paniced tone, "the care has not only stopped working but we have visitors (she pointed out the passnger side at hooded figures approaching the car)."
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A cliffhanger I may hate them but they do add to the suspence.
See the review button press it and leave feed back it is appreashiated.