Harry and Ron stepped off the bus and walked curiously toward the long line. It was filled, mainly, with young adults and teens looking very anxious and excited.

Ron and Harry stared at each other and shrugged. Neither of them had any idea what this line was waiting for. They shoved past people and slipped, unnoticed, in front of the first person in line.

Harry tried to look into the closed, glass doors of the building, but there were blinds covering them.

suddenly, a man in a suit pushed open the doors.

"Er, excuse me. Do you..."

"Ok, you're next, come on in," The man cut Harry off and gestured for him to come in.

"come on," Harry whispered nervously to Ron, not knowing at all what he would be getting himself into.

Ron started walking in the door when the man pushed him away, "One at a time," he said, and shut the door in his face.

Harry looked around. He was in a large auditorium with bright white lights and several doors. It looked like a giant, empty wherehouse. There was a small strip of hardwood floor, like a stage, and a booth with 3 people sitting at it in front of the stage.

"Ok, go over there and do your thing, and when youre done, exit to the right over there," The man said, pointing to the doors in the back.

"Uhh, ok, but I still..."

"Hurry up, we havent got all day," A man sitting at the booth shouted in a british accent.

Harry shrugged and walked up to the stage.

Sitting across from him was a big black man, a lady smiling happily at him, and a british man looking very annoyed.

"Hi, I'm Paula Abdul, this is Randy, and that's Simon," The woman said.

"So, what's your name?"

"I'm, uh, Harry. Harry Potter," Harry said shyly, expecting them to start staring at his forhead in awe like most people do.

"Ok Harry, what song are you singing for us today?" She asked.

Singing?? Harry had no idea this was a singing thing, and he knew he was not good at all.

Just go with it, maybe you can make some money or something, Harry thought to himself.

"Um, I'm singing..."Harry thought for a moment. The Dursleys didn't really let him listen to much music, but he did know one song.

"I will Survive, by err Gloria...something," Harry said sheepishly. He knew it was by a lady and a lady who could sing very well. And he knew he was a boy, and a boy that couldn't sing if his life depended on it.

He decided to just get into it and have fun, it's not like he'll ever see these people again.

"At first I was afraid, I was petrified..." Harry started to sing.

He tried to emulate her voice, even if he sounded like a total idiot. He started to dance like he say on TV once. He was thinking what his friends at Hogwarts would do if they say him.

"I will survive! Hey hey!" Harry finished the song and tried very hard not to laugh. He looked up at the judges who were staring at him in disbelief.

"Wow," Randy said quietly.