Part three!

I like writing this, it's fun! More singing and dancing and such, yay!

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Harry Potter; they are the property of JK Rowling's brilliant mind. I do not own the storyline from Buffy either, that is someone else's (Is it Joss Whedon?).

Last time:

Harry was staring at Cho as he lay on top of her. He got up quickly and ran from the scene.

"So," Cho said calling after him, "you're not staying then?"

On with the story:

Ginny was in her room. She looked at the black book in her hand and placed it into a drawer. No sooner had she done this, a knock sounded on her dormitory door.

"Come in," she said, as she made sure that the drawer was firmly closed. Ron opened the door and stood in the frame.

"Hey," he said with a smile. Ginny smiled back.

"They've got a new lead on the whole singing extravaganza evil," Ron said as he leant against the doorframe, "Some sort of Lord of the dance." Ginny looked up with a raised eyebrow.

"But not the scary one, with the legs," Ron elaborated. Ginny laughed.

"Anyway, I'm sure Fleur will work it out, she's a clever type," Ron said smiling as he stroked the little flower he had found under his pillow.

"I'm glad you guys made up, it gives me stomach ache when you guys fight," Ginny said as she rearranged some stuff on her bedside table.

"Ginny," Ron said puzzled, standing up straight, "Fleur and I never…"

"It's alright," Ginny said, raising a silencing hand, "It's just that you guys are so great together…"

Ron pulled the flower out from his pocket and stared at intently.

"…And I just hate it when you fight, though," she said a little hurriedly, "this is the first fight I've seen you guys have."

Ron was still staring at the flower in the palm of his hand.

"Listen… Ginny, I have to go out for a while, do you think you'll be ok?" Ron asked hurriedly.

"Yes, the fifteen year old can spend a small while alone, in her locked dorm," Ginny said sarcastically. Ron smiled uneasily as he hurried from the room, locking the door behind him. Ginny sighed. She turned back to her table and opened the drawer, taking out the book again. She sat down and opened it. It was blank inside. Ginny got out a quill and some ink and started writing the words she began to sing:

GW: "Does anybody even notice?

Does anybody even care?"

She turned around in her seat and was faced with three figures in long hooded cloaks. She let out a scream just before they swooped in and grabbed her.

Ginny woke up on a cold stone floor. She sat up. Then before she realised what she was doing, she was dancing around. She almost danced into one of the hooded figures, so she turned away, but there was a second, and a third. They closed in and danced around her. One of them picked her up and span her around and around until he suddenly let her go, and she slid across the floor towards some steps. She looked up and saw a pair of shoes. The shoes began to tap dance down the stairs. Ginny looked up and saw the face of a seventeen-year-old boy. A seventeen-year-old boy that she recognised. She inhaled sharply. The boy grinned.

TR: Why'd you run away?

Don't you like my style?

Why don't you come and play?

I guarantee a great big smile.

I come from the imagination,

And I'm here strictly by your invocation.

(Points at the diary in Ginny's hand, she hastily pockets it)

So what'd you say?

Why don't we dance a while?

I'm the heart of swing,

I'm the twist and shout.

When you gotta sing,

When you gotta let it out.

You call me and I come a-runnin',

I turn the music on, I bring the fun in.

Now we're partying – that's what it's all about.

'Cause I know what you feel, girl.

I know, just what you feel, girl."

(Spins Ginny away from him)

GW (not singing): "So you're like a good person now? Bringing the fun in?"

(He laughs and sits down in a chair)

TR: "All these melodies,

They go on too long.

Then that energy

Starts to come on way too strong.

(three minions start to interpretive Jazz dance the words)

All those hearts lay open – that must sting,

Plus some customers just start combusting.

(Gets up and opens a door that appears from nowhere, and a burnt body falls out)

That's the penalty, when life is but a song.

You brought me down and doomed this place,

So when we blow this scene,

Back we will go to my kingdom below,

And you will be my queen.

(Ginny is no longer wearing her school uniform; she's now wearing a green dress and she is holding the diary in her hand again)

'Cause I know what you feel, girl."

GW: "No you see,

You and me,

Wouldn't be very regal."

TR: "And I make it real, girl."

GW: "What I mean,

I'm fifteen,

So this "queen" things illegal." (does quote finger things)

TR: "I can bring whole cities to ruin,

And still have time to get a soft shoe in."

GW: "Yeah, that's great,

But I'm late,

And I'd hate to delay them."

TR: "Something's cooking – I'm at the oven,

I started Slytherin's very first coven."

(Starts to dance)

GW: "They'll get pissed,

If I'm missed,

My brother's best friend is Potter."

He stopped dancing abruptly, "The Boy Who Lived?" he asked.

"Yeah," Ginny said unsteadily.

He smiled and turned to one of his minions, "Find him," he hissed, "tell him… tell him everything," he said as the minion nodded, "just get him here." The minion left.

"I want to see The Boy Who Lived burn," he declared with an evil grin. Ginny looked shocked and upset.

TR: "Now we're partying,

That's what it's all about.

Harry blasted the piece of wood Sirius held in half. Sirius looked at the broken pieces.

"Good," he said before throwing them to one side.

"I feel like I should bow, or have honour or something," Harry said as he stretched his neck muscles.

Sirius smiled, "It may seem stupid, but we have to work on your accuracy and precision. We want you to be prepared if we ever work out what this thing is," Sirius said, disheartened.

"I'm sure you'll figure it out," Harry said, "I'm just worried that this session is going to turn into some training montage from the eighties."

"Well, if we hear any inspirational power chords, we'll just lie down until they go away," Sirius said with a wry smile.

"I don't think we really need to work on your power," Sirius said quickly.

"Yeah, I'm pretty spry for a corpse," Harry said, turning away from Sirius. Sirius gave the back of Harry's head a concerned yet shocked look.

"Have you and Ron talked to Ginny about the whole chamber incident?" Sirius asked, fully aware that it was a few years ago.

"I thought you and Ron took care of that?" Harry said, giving his godfather a puzzled look.

"Right…" Sirius said quietly.

"Alright," Harry said, "I'm ready."

SB: "You're not ready for the world outside,

You keep pretending, but you just can't hide.

I know I said that I'd be standing by your side,

But I…

Your path's unbeaten, and it's all uphill,

(Throws a hex at Harry, who deflects it)

And you can meet it, but you never will,

And I'm the reason that you're standing still,

But I…

(Throws another hex, which Harry deflects, and then begins doing wand duelling positions)

I wish I could say the right words

To lead you through this land.

Wish I could play the father

And take you by the hand.

(Reaches out towards Harry)

Wish I could stay,

But now I understand,

I'm standing in the way.

The cries around you, you don't hear at all,

'Cause you know I'm there to take that call,

(See Ron running into library, which is next to the room Harry and Sirius are in)

So you just lie there,

When you should be standing tall,

But I…

I wish I could lay your arms down,

And let you rest at last.

Wish I could slay your demons,

But now that time has passed.

Wish I could stay,

Your stalwart standing fast,

But I'm standing in the way,

I'm just standing in the way."

(Harry walks in front of him)

"Did you just say something?" Harry asked.

Ron grabbed a book on magical herbs and fungi. He held the small flower next to various pictures until he found one that matched. He looked at the description.

"Lethe's bramble – used for forgetting." (AN: I know it says more in the episode)

Ron breathed in sharply.

RW: "I'm under your spell,

God, how could this be?

Playing with my memory.

You put me through this hell.

Fleur, can you not see,

There'll be nothing left of me

You made me believe."

(Sirius has wandered into the library, after Harry, Fleur is already there)

SB: "…Believe me I don't want to go."

BOTH: "And it'll grieve me cause I love you so,

But we both know."

SB: "Wish I could say…"

RW: "Wish I could trust…"

SB: "The right words to…"

RW: "That it was just this…"

SB: "…Lead you through this…"

RW: "…Once but I must do…"

SB: "…Land."

RW: "…What I must."

SB: "Wish I could play…"

RW: "I can't adjust…"

SB: "…The father, and take you…"

RW: "…To this disgust…"

SB: "…By the hand."

RW: "…We're done and I just …"

BOTH: "Wish I could stay,

Wish I could stay,

Wish I could stay,

(Sirius is looking at Harry and Ron is looking at Fleur. Fleur and Harry are engaged in conversation)

Wish I could …

Stay."

Cho came barrelling in at the moment. She had a cloaked figure by the scruff of his neck.

"Look-y what I found," Cho said as she shook the figure.

Harry and Fleur came closer, and Draco and Hermione chose this moment to appear from behind a bookshelf, looking very flustered. Draco's usually neat hair was a mess, and they were both red in the face. Everyone looked at them with raised eyebrows.

Sirius and Ron walked over, "Is this the guy? The dancing guy?" Ron asked.

"Ron," said Fleur happily, but he avoided her gaze. She looked worriedly at him.

"He works for him," Cho explained, "He has a nice story for Potter don't you?" She pushed the guy forward.

"Go on then," she urged, "sing." The guy moved forward and looked like he was going to burst into song. They were all a little disappointed when he merely reeled of the message.

"My master has Potter's best friend's sister hostage in the chamber of secrets, because she summoned him and at midnight he is going to return to the underworld with her as his queen," the minion rolled off. Everyone raised their eyebrows again.

"What does he want?" Sirius asked.

"Him," the minion said, pointing at Harry.

"Huge surprise," Harry muttered under his breath.

"Well if that's all you've got to say…" Cho said as she grabbed him, but the minion pushed her away and ran off.

"He was strong," Cho commented, rubbing her shoulder.

"So, Ginny's in trouble," Harry said tiredly.

"Must be Tuesday," Rom commented gloomily, "I only left her for a minute," he added.

"It's not your fault," Harry said, turning to him, "So, what's the plan?"

"Forget the plan," Hermione said sharply, "it's time for action." Everyone looked at her with strange expressions.

"What have you done to her?" Ron whispered to Draco, suspiciously. Draco merely grinned.

"No," Sirius said quickly. Now everyone's attention was on him.

"Ginny may have had the wrong idea in summoning this man," Draco pointed out, "I mean, I've seen some of these underworld child bride deals, and they never end well," he thought about it, "Maybe once."

"A petite confusion spell could…" Fleur began to suggest.

"No!" Ron said forcefully, Fleur looked hurt, "I mean, I don't think it'll help," Ron elaborated miserably.

"We're not going anywhere," Sirius reinforced.

"We're not just going to stay here? Fleur asked incredulously.

"Yes we are," Sirius said, looking at Harry, "Harry's going alone."

Cho made a sound of disgust.

"Don't be a stupid git," Malfoy said scornfully, "we can't just…"

"If I want your opinion Malfoy I'll," Sirius said sharply. He thought for a while, "I'll never want your opinion," he finished bluntly. Hermione scowled at Sirius, and Draco shrugged.

"Forget them Harry," Cho said fiercely, "I've got your back."

"I thought you wanted me to stay away from you. Isn't that what you sang?" Harry whispered.

"Ooo, did Chang sing a little song?" Draco mocked.

"Would you say it was a breakaway pop hit or more of a book number?" Hermione asked. Draco raised an eyebrow.

"Let it go," Draco said as he patted her on the shoulder.

"Fine," Cho hissed in Harry's face, "I hope you dance till you burn. You and the little bit," she finished, and she stalked out of the library. Ron was looking a little bit angry.

Harry was looking at Sirius, "You're really not coming," Harry stated. Sirius looked miserable, and sorry.

"It's up to you now," Sirius stated lowly.

"What do you expect me to do?" Harry said, his voice breaking slightly.

"Your best," Sirius said simply. Harry continued to stare

Harry was walking through the mainly deserted corridors. Someone had conjured a small fire and there were 6 people dancing nearby. Harry put his hand over the flames for a small while, then withdrew it.

HP: "I touch the fire and it freezes me,

I look into it and it's black.

Why can't I feel?

My skin should crack and peel. (looks at hand)

I want the fire back.

(See a smoky image of Ginny with Tom Riddle)

Now through the smoke she calls to me,

To make my way across the flame.

To save the day,

Or maybe melt away.

I guess it's all the same.

(Turns and begins walking towards the chamber)

So I will walk through the fire,

'Cause where else can I turn?

I will walk through the fire and let it…"

CC: (She is sat in a dark classroom)

"The torch I bear is scorching me,

And Harry's laughing I've no doubt.

I hope he fries,

I'm free if that git dies."

I better help him out."

(Gets up and leaves for chamber)

TR: "Cause she is drawn to the fire,

Some people…never learn."

CC: "… He will never learn."

Both: "And she will walk through the fire and let it…"

SB: "Will this do a thing to change him?

Is Gin in danger 'cause of my whim?

Is my godson too far gone to care?"

DM: "What if Harry can't defeat it?"

HG: "Beady eyes is right, we're needed, (Draco glares at her)

Or we could just sit around and glare."

(They all stand up and leave to help Harry)

ALL (in library): "We'll see it through,

That's what we're always here to do,"

So we will walk through the fire…" (they leave)

HP: "So one by one they turn from me.

I guess my friends can't face the cold."

RW: "What can't we face?"

HP: "But why I froze,

Not one among them knows,"

RW: "When we're together…"

HP: "… And never can be told."

HG: "He came from the grave much graver."

TR: "So one by one, they come to me."

CC: "First I'll kill him then I'll save him."

TR: "The distant redness as their guide."

RW: "Everything is turning out so dark."

HP: "Going through the motions."

TR: "But what they'll find,"

CC: "No, I'll save him, then I'll kill him."

TR: "Ain't what they have in mind."

FD: "This line's here purely to fill in."

TR: "It's what they have inside."

SB: "What's it going to take to strike a spark?"

HP: "These endless days

Are finally ending in a blaze."

TR: "He will come to me."

ALL (no TR): "And we are caught in the fire,

The point of no return.

So we will walk through the fire,

(See image of everyone except Cho and Harry making their way towards the bathroom where the chamber is concealed)

And let it burn,

Let it burn,

CC: (Is trying to find a second way of getting in to the chamber)

Let it burn,

Let it burn!"

(Harry runs into the underground chamber… dramatically)

"Show time."

The end of the third part is nigh! Actually, it kind of just happened…

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