A/N: Aww... The evilness is over * sniffs* oh well, you people are a good audience. So I'll let you know what's under the hood! HA! He is starting to sound like a car. Well, on with the story! And btw, 'Lean on Me' was a pop/rock song back in the '70's' good song though.
"Severus is just being a baby. He messed up on the spell to turn his hair brown and he needs it cut." Lucius said waving a hand then knocking the hood off of Severus' head showing bright pink hair pulled into a medium tight pony. Harry and Draco had to use themselves to stop from hitting the floor in laughter. Remus had to turn away to keep from giggling his head off and Sirius just simply muttered,
"I thought you learned in 5th year that pink is a good colour on you." Severus just glared and grabbed a pair of scissors from his robe pocket and handed them to Lucius.
"You trust him with a Muggle device?" Sirius asked raising his eyebrows.
"Well, I'm just uneasy about getting my hair cut after all these years." He answered as Lucius brought the sheers to the top of the elastic holding his hair. Severus closed his eyes tightly as the scissors came closed cutting off his hair leaving it short and layered. He opened his eyes and looked at the hair on the ground, which turned back to black. He sniffed a bit picking it up and running his fingers threw the short hair.
"You could have waited till I said ok Lucius."
"Well, if I did that Sev my sweet, then we would have been here all night." Lucius said handing him the scissors. He just glared at him trying to ignore the laughter from everyone.
"Your turn Lucy baby." Severus said trading places with Lucius in a flash. Lucius started to whimper as Severus pinned him letting Sirius go all hair happy. Draco, Harry, and Remus stood back far enough when a moment later Lucius was gripping at his hair, which was as short as his son's. "Oh and Lucius, don't call me your sweet ok." Lucius just whimpered looking at his hair.
"It's been too long." He muttered handing the mirror to Severus who looked at it practicing his fierceness.
"Your still scary Professor." Harry said with a smile walking forward.
"I guess it's our turn Remus." Sirius said pointing his wand at himself all to happy to get rid of his hair. After the sparks left he emerged his hair as long as Harry's and done in a messy way. "What do you think Harry? Takes years off doesn't it?" Harry nodded looking at the three men with their hair cut short, Sirius looked about 20 with his messy do, Severus looked about 22 with his hair sleeked back and falling a bit in front of his face, and Lucius looked around 19 with his hair done like Draco's. All that was left to get their hair done was Remus. "I'm thinking twist spikes for Moony!" Sirius said and before there were any protests Remus was standing before them with the same style of hair as Harry.
"You know Sirius, sometimes I could just hurt you." Remus said going back to the drums. "Shall we get to the practicing?" Severus walked over and grabbed the final guitar, the one he was playing in his office only two nights ago. He played a few notes while Sirius and Lucius grabbed their guitars and walked over.
"So what are we going to be playing to show off to our young S.C.Ms?" Severus asked fixing the microphone.
"How about that one Muggle song, by that American group... Uh... Motivation by Sum 41, you know the one I'm talking about right?" Lucius said looking at the other members. They nodded and stared play while Harry and Draco took seats and watched them. They were really good and they hadn't even started singing yet.
"What's the difference of never knowing at all? When every step I take is always too small. Maybe it's just something I can't admit, but lately, I feel like I don't give a shit. Motivation such an aggravation, accusations don't know how to take them. Inspiration's getting hard to fake it. Concentration's never hard to break it. Situation never what you want it to be. What's the point of never making mistakes? Self-indulgence is such a hard habit to break. It's all just a waste of time in the end. I don't care so why should I even pretend. Motivation such an aggravation, accusations don't know how to take them. Inspiration's getting hard to fake it. Concentration's never hard to break it. Situation never what you want it... Can't pretend on doubt until the end. It seems like leaving friends has become this years trend and though I can't pretend. It's not the same, but who's to blame, for all those stupid things I never said. Motivation such an aggravation, accusations don't know how to take them. Inspiration's getting hard to fake it. Concentration's never hard to break it. Situation never what you want it to be. Never what you want it to be. Never what you wanted to be." They finished the song flawlessly leaving Harry and Draco to conjure up applause in a can sound. (A/n: Think cartoons how they always seem to have applause in a can thing.) Severus smiled perfectly having sung the whole song Lucius, Sirius and Remus backed him up when necessary, but it seemed that Lucius was a guitar master.
"We still got it!" Severus said beamingly shifting the strap on his guitar. "You think the school will like it?" Draco and Harry couldn't help, but nod more then they needed to. The group was amazing, only thing they needed a better name.
"What about a new name though, I mean 'The Future Four'? Sounds like you are trying to copy the Beetles. So lets get a new name." Harry said as he nearly fell off the stool he was sitting on. "Any suggestion?"
A/N: Like Harry asked "Any suggestions?" got no name for the new band and I really was thinking about the Beetles when I put Future Four down. So any suggestions you have I'll put in threw my story and you'll surly be recognized!
"Severus is just being a baby. He messed up on the spell to turn his hair brown and he needs it cut." Lucius said waving a hand then knocking the hood off of Severus' head showing bright pink hair pulled into a medium tight pony. Harry and Draco had to use themselves to stop from hitting the floor in laughter. Remus had to turn away to keep from giggling his head off and Sirius just simply muttered,
"I thought you learned in 5th year that pink is a good colour on you." Severus just glared and grabbed a pair of scissors from his robe pocket and handed them to Lucius.
"You trust him with a Muggle device?" Sirius asked raising his eyebrows.
"Well, I'm just uneasy about getting my hair cut after all these years." He answered as Lucius brought the sheers to the top of the elastic holding his hair. Severus closed his eyes tightly as the scissors came closed cutting off his hair leaving it short and layered. He opened his eyes and looked at the hair on the ground, which turned back to black. He sniffed a bit picking it up and running his fingers threw the short hair.
"You could have waited till I said ok Lucius."
"Well, if I did that Sev my sweet, then we would have been here all night." Lucius said handing him the scissors. He just glared at him trying to ignore the laughter from everyone.
"Your turn Lucy baby." Severus said trading places with Lucius in a flash. Lucius started to whimper as Severus pinned him letting Sirius go all hair happy. Draco, Harry, and Remus stood back far enough when a moment later Lucius was gripping at his hair, which was as short as his son's. "Oh and Lucius, don't call me your sweet ok." Lucius just whimpered looking at his hair.
"It's been too long." He muttered handing the mirror to Severus who looked at it practicing his fierceness.
"Your still scary Professor." Harry said with a smile walking forward.
"I guess it's our turn Remus." Sirius said pointing his wand at himself all to happy to get rid of his hair. After the sparks left he emerged his hair as long as Harry's and done in a messy way. "What do you think Harry? Takes years off doesn't it?" Harry nodded looking at the three men with their hair cut short, Sirius looked about 20 with his messy do, Severus looked about 22 with his hair sleeked back and falling a bit in front of his face, and Lucius looked around 19 with his hair done like Draco's. All that was left to get their hair done was Remus. "I'm thinking twist spikes for Moony!" Sirius said and before there were any protests Remus was standing before them with the same style of hair as Harry.
"You know Sirius, sometimes I could just hurt you." Remus said going back to the drums. "Shall we get to the practicing?" Severus walked over and grabbed the final guitar, the one he was playing in his office only two nights ago. He played a few notes while Sirius and Lucius grabbed their guitars and walked over.
"So what are we going to be playing to show off to our young S.C.Ms?" Severus asked fixing the microphone.
"How about that one Muggle song, by that American group... Uh... Motivation by Sum 41, you know the one I'm talking about right?" Lucius said looking at the other members. They nodded and stared play while Harry and Draco took seats and watched them. They were really good and they hadn't even started singing yet.
"What's the difference of never knowing at all? When every step I take is always too small. Maybe it's just something I can't admit, but lately, I feel like I don't give a shit. Motivation such an aggravation, accusations don't know how to take them. Inspiration's getting hard to fake it. Concentration's never hard to break it. Situation never what you want it to be. What's the point of never making mistakes? Self-indulgence is such a hard habit to break. It's all just a waste of time in the end. I don't care so why should I even pretend. Motivation such an aggravation, accusations don't know how to take them. Inspiration's getting hard to fake it. Concentration's never hard to break it. Situation never what you want it... Can't pretend on doubt until the end. It seems like leaving friends has become this years trend and though I can't pretend. It's not the same, but who's to blame, for all those stupid things I never said. Motivation such an aggravation, accusations don't know how to take them. Inspiration's getting hard to fake it. Concentration's never hard to break it. Situation never what you want it to be. Never what you want it to be. Never what you wanted to be." They finished the song flawlessly leaving Harry and Draco to conjure up applause in a can sound. (A/n: Think cartoons how they always seem to have applause in a can thing.) Severus smiled perfectly having sung the whole song Lucius, Sirius and Remus backed him up when necessary, but it seemed that Lucius was a guitar master.
"We still got it!" Severus said beamingly shifting the strap on his guitar. "You think the school will like it?" Draco and Harry couldn't help, but nod more then they needed to. The group was amazing, only thing they needed a better name.
"What about a new name though, I mean 'The Future Four'? Sounds like you are trying to copy the Beetles. So lets get a new name." Harry said as he nearly fell off the stool he was sitting on. "Any suggestion?"
A/N: Like Harry asked "Any suggestions?" got no name for the new band and I really was thinking about the Beetles when I put Future Four down. So any suggestions you have I'll put in threw my story and you'll surly be recognized!
