Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter…
A/N: for some reason there's something odd with the spacing…it double spaces…triple spaces whatever. Just try to ignore it. Maybe it'll get better someday. Oh, and Laura noticed something with my disclaimer. You get a prize Laura!

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A small coo came from the window. Hedwig flew inside, dropping packs of boxes onto Harry's cot. She nibbled his index finger, alerting him that he received some letters.

"Thank you Hedwig." He said quietly.

She cooed and flew into her cage, ducking her head under her wings.

Harry stared at the small stack of cards, letters, and small tiny boxes wrapped in ribbon. "Supplies list…, OWL results—I'll read that later—, letter from Ron…hmmm…"

Suddenly, he felt cold hands covering his eyes. He tried removing the hands, but they seemed to be glued to his forehead. "Guess who." The mysterious voice said.

Harry shook his head. "Ron…that's not funny. How'd you get here?"

"We made a Portkey…by the way, you left this at Hogwarts." Ron threw an old shoe at Harry.

"Oh…wait a minute…who's 'we'?"

"My family of course…and Hermione."

Harry nodded. "Where's everyone else then?"

"We landed inside your bath tub…but then dad seemed to be amazed at how you can change the temperature of the water by twisting a knob…so they'll be there for quite a while."

Harry nodded once again. "Look what I got yesterday." He said, tossing the box that held the microphone.

"Blimey Harry, it's a magic microphone."  (A/N: really now, Ron) Ron quickly took out the microphone from its container. "Did you read the note?"

Harry nodded again. "Of course I did…what does it mean?"

"I don't know…how does it make you feel?"

Harry shrugged. "I don't know. Do you think it's an object that I can use to defeat…'You-Know-Who'…I just yell something into the microphone…and then…suddenly he dies from being extremely deaf?"

"Could be. Yell in it, see if I become deaf."

He did as so. Nothing happened, except a part of the microphone came out.

"What's that weird, whirly, wiry thingy?"

"You put some sort of battery thing in it. I'll use the ones from my clock; actually we'll do it a little bit later. Goodnight, Ron." Harry said with a yawn.

"And where do I sleep?"

"On the floor, or you can enjoy the pleasure of hot water in the bath with your father." (A/N: I don't mean it in that way)

"Night, Harry. Wait, do you think you can use this to make me look like some sex god…by tapping it like this?"

"Ah! Go to sleep already!" Harry said, throwing the microphone box at Ron.

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Harry stared at his red headed friend, who was lying on the ground. Ron was wrapped under Harry's invisibility cloak.

"Ron wake up…or they'll kick me out of the house!" Harry said angrily. He lightly kicked his friend's side.

Suddenly, the magic microphone floated towards Harry's hands. A tune started to play. His arm started moving closer and closer to Ron's mouth. Ron opened his mouth…

how can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I've become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home

Ron jumped up on Harry's bed, still covered with the Invisibility Cloak. He stared at Harry with his closed eyes.

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can't wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can't wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I've become

now that I know what I'm without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life

Harry looked at Ron. He tried removing the batteries from the microphone, but he was still singing…and the song was still playing.

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can't wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can't wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I've become

Ron rubbed Harry's cheek. He spun around the room like a top and lied down on the ground.

frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead

all this time I can't believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be something more
bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can't wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can't wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I've become

(Bring me to life)
I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside
(Bring me to life)

The song faded away. Ron snored loudly and wrapped himself with the microphone cord. Harry stared oddly at Ron. He pulled away the microphone and started kicking Ron hardly in his chest.

"Ow, blimey, what did you do that for?" Ron groaned. Suddenly he was turning purple. "I—can't—BREATHE!" he screamed. He started rolling around on the ground, tightening the microphone cord.

Snip.

"Harry, I'm sorry." Ron said sadly, staring at the microphone cord.

Harry glared at Ron. "You don't know how much I hate cordless microphones do you…?"

Ron nodded.

"Ron, come on let's go. We have to buy our school supplies!" Mrs. Weasley yelled as she walked into the room.

Harry glared at Ron for a few seconds then smiled. Pubs, heh heh. He thought to himself.

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A/N: Thank you to my lovely reviewers, even though there were only three of you. :D All of you get a big big hug. *huggles* And as for Laura…you'll see your prize later. -- I'm just saying that 'cause I don't know what your prize should be.

Song Disclaimer: I don't own "Bring Me to Life"…'cause…Evanescence does!