A/N: Okay, I'm really sorry for the long wait for this chapter. I've just been really busy with school, and I have 2-a-day swim practices, but I'll try to make this chapter as long as I can. (AND I've been suffering from writer's block!)
Disclaimer: heh, I don't own it. Duh, otherwise I'd be rich and not writing these fanfics! Ha.
All right, well here's chapter 15.
Chapter 15
Harry snapped his head around to greet the house elf, who was looking very nervous in a kilt, a T-shirt, and a tea cozy. Ron scrambled up from his spot on the floor and crashed into a chair.
"Dobby? What are you doing in here?" asked Harry, bewildered. Dobby rarely came up to Gryffindor Tower to visit them anymore because of his duties in the kitchen. And when he did come to visit, it was when he had something to say.
"Dobby come to see Harry Potter because he is in danger!" squeaked Dobby.
Harry was confused about Dobby's pronoun usage. "Who's in danger, Dobby? You or me?"
Ron looked from Harry to Dobby, as puzzled as Harry. He didn't look worried, however.
"You, sir!" said Dobby. "I must be going now, sirs, but be careful, Harry Potter!" and he disappeared with a sharp crack. (House-elves have magic of their own, you know.)
"It's probably Malfoy who's after you, Harry," said Ron as the pair began to ascend the stairs to their dormitory.
Harry grunted in an annoyed kind of way. "Malfoy's a nutter, so you're probably right. We can find out more tomorrow."
After changing into their pajamas, the two boys climbed into their beds. Dean, Seamus, and Neville were already sound asleep when they came in, and therefore asked no questions about their whereabouts.
"I still can't believe you haven't heard of New Found Glory, Ron. They're a wizarding band AND a Muggle band, they're awesome!" Harry mumbled as he smashed his face into his pillow.
Ron grunted his reply. "I've probably heard them on the WWN… I just don't remember. Now, it's quiet time, sod off and let me sleep." Ron tugged the curtains around his four-poster.
Harry, laughing, closed the curtains around his own and waited for sleep.
Maybe the Crazy Candy Powder had worn off…
***
Draco Malfoy woke up Halloween morning on the floor of the Slytherin 5th-year boys' dorm. He looked at his watch, and it read 7:03 a.m. He groaned. There were no classes today, and he figured he might as well get dressed and go down to breakfast. The rest of the boys in Draco's dorm were still asleep, so he got off the floor (wondering how in the Abyss he'd gotten there), gathered his clothes and robes quietly, and snuck out of the room to the bathroom, tugging uncomfortably at his skimpy black-
"-DRESS!" Draco Malfoy shrieked as he looked into the mirror. He quickly quieted himself, not wanting anyone to come see what was the matter. He locked the bathroom door tightly.
"Makeup and a dress," he said to himself, disgusted. "I am wearing MAKEUP and a DRESS!" And indeed he was. Bright red lipstick topped off a face caked with powder and purple eyeshadow. A skintight and slinky black dress was set on his manly curves. (A/N: Ha, ha.) Draco looked in the mirror again and glared at his reflection. Then he mouthed several very naughty cuss words, stripped off the dress, and jumped into the shower, thinking all the while how painful it was going to be for the person who did this to him. After all, he did want revenge.
*Back in Gryffindor Tower*
Devin Lynch was up and running. Around his room, that is. (As Head Boy, he got his own room.) It was 7:10 in the morning, and he had to get ready to help Professor Dumbledore greet his favorite band.
"Robes or Muggle clothes? Robes or Muggle clothes?" he asked himself frantically. There were no classes today, so he figured that his professors wouldn't mind if he wore some of his Muggle things from back home. It would be good to dress cool in front of New Found Glory, even if they were wizards.
Devin snapped out of his clothing dilemma thoughts to a knock on his closed door. Yanking a shirt on over his boxers, he opened the door to see his friend Hermione Granger standing there and tapping her foot impatiently.
"If that's what you're wearing to greet NFG, I'm going to kill you and disown you as a friend," she said. Devin looked at his boxers and shirt and then at her outfit. Hermione had obviously decided to wear Muggle clothes, with baggy rave pants and a New Found Glory concert tee. She noticed Devin looking at her outfit. "What? I asked Professor Dumbledore if I could wear Muggle clothes and greet NFG with you this morning. He said that it was fine with him, because I was a model student and he would love to have me help greet them. Ha."
Devin smiled. Hermione was such a geek. "Well, if you leave, I'll change," he said, motioning to the baggy pants and T-shirt he had finally picked out.
"Here, I brought you toast," his friend said. Devin took the toast, thanked Hermione, and told her to wait for him. She slammed his door in his face, giggling excitedly. "I'm GONNA MEET NEW FOUND GLORY!!!!!!"
Back up in the 5th-year dorm, Harry, Seamus, Ron, Neville, and Dean were awake and dressed in their robes. All the boys save Neville knew who New Found Glory was, and they were really excited.
"I wonder how long they're going to stay?" asked Dean.
"Well, through tonight, definitely, because they're playing for us at the Halloween Ball," said Harry. He tugged at his robes. "I wish we didn't have to wear our robes today. I feel like a geek in these."
"No one cares, Harry, they see you that way every day," said Ron. "Anyway, Hermione said that the Halloween Ball was a costume ball- you could wear 'cool' clothes then. I bet the blokes from NFG won't be wearing robes."
"I wish I knew who New Found Glory was," said Neville unhappily. "I'm missing out…"
"Oy, if we were allowed to have Muggle CD players in Hogwarts, I'd play you some of their music!" said Seamus. "Well, you'll hear it tonight."
"Let's go down to the Great Hall to get some breakfast," said Dean. He checked his watch. "It's 7:15, and I'm so hungry, I could eat a hippogriff!"
And with that, the five boys tromped out of the dormitory room to go eat breakfast. As they walked down the halls of Hogwarts, excited voices could be heard from every corner. It seemed like the word that New Found Glory was coming had gotten around rather quickly.
They reached the Gryffindor Table and found that practically every single person was there already. Ron crashed down into a chair next to Hermione, who was reading a book. The rest of the boys took chairs as well and grabbed some breakfast.
"Good morning, Hermione!" Ron said. He then took a double take as he looked at what she was wearing. "What are you WEARING?"
"Oh, I'm greeting New Found Glory with Devin and Professor Dumbledore this morning, so I figured I should wear something appropriate."
"Devin?" Ron grimaced. "Isn't he that bloke that walked you back to Gryffindor Tower last night?"
"Yes. He's very nice. He asked me to the Halloween Ball this morning-"
Ron's face got beet red. "WHAT?" he practically screamed.
"Well, if you'd let me finish, I was going to say that I said no," Hermione blushed. "Now, if you'd excuse me, I have to go to the main entrance now." Hermione got up. "Come on, Devin," she called, and the two left the Great Hall.
"Why didn't you ask her, you prat?" asked Harry. "You should have asked her to the bloody ball right then, she looked like she wanted to go with you, with the way she blushed-"
"Oh, shut up," said Ron.
*In the Entrance Hall*
"I'm going to meet New Found Glory…" Hermione said excitedly.
Professor Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "Yes you are, Miss Granger. And they should be arriving shortly- they already sent their equipment ahead of them," he said, pointing a long finger and what seemed to be a great big tangle of wires and instruments.
"How are they getting here, Professor?" asked Devin.
"Oh, when I spoke with Mr. Pundik (A/N: that's Jordan! The vocalist! He's hott! Heh, anyway…) he said that they would be arriving by broom. I'm not quite sure what time it is in America right now, but the boys might be tired…"
Hermione gasped. "They're here, they're here!" she pointed out the doors to five broomsticks that were already parked, and five boys walking up the entrance steps…
A/N: AUGH! I love NFG! We'll meet them next chapter…!
