Chapter 1
( The song Bodies by Drowning Pool is just ending)
"Man Harry where did you learn to play and sing like that, it was insane!!!" exclaimed Frank(the drummer, back up vocals, and band leader) to his lead guitarist and singer.
"How bout this, when I figure it out I'll tell you" chuckled a young man who was about 16 years old. To the others on the band he was Harry Potter, but to the wizarding world he was much more known as the Boy-who-lived.
"You know it's a real pity that we're gonna lose you tomorrow when you go back to school. It really sucks that you don't go to school locally" said the bassist Harold.
"Yeah guys I guess we'll just have to wait until next summer to practice together again. So until then guys seeya" waved Harry as he hefted his amp, guitar, and gig bag and headed back to the Dursley's to spend another sleepless night playing his guitar and waiting for the sun and his relatives to rise to take him back to school.
As Harry walks back home he thinks about his summer. He had only been home for a week when Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall came and escorted him to get his school supplies and to double check on the wards around Pivet Drive and to make sure that Harry wasn't beating himself up about Sirius's and Cedric's death. While they were at Diagon Ally Harry decided to visit a new shop called Beethoven's Magic Twin, the store sold magic instruments to wizards. While there Harry bought his guitar and amp (the amp wasn't really necessary except for the fact that muggles would get suspicious if they saw him playing an electric guitar with no amp, not to mention it actually did enhance the guitars sound and such) and a flute that was charmed so only he could here it until he was back at Hogwarts and could remove the charm. These items and his homework were the only reasons that Harry managed to survive the summer of magic isolation.
One week after the trip to the ally Harry was playing in his Uncle's garage when Frank who was on his way home heard Harry playing. The guy practically begged Harry to join the band he was forming. It was only after much mental deliberation that Harry joined (A/N: Yeah right and I'm Voldemort. *Sees angry mob approach to hang him for hurting Harry* Aaahhh geeze, I was just kidding *Angry mob doesn't care and gives chase*). It was during practice that Harry discovered that he could mimic almost any voice and began to sing. As for the flute, Harry could play it like he had always known how, most of the time he played sorrowful haunting melodies that expressed his emotions that he otherwise kept bottled up.
By the time he snaps back into reality he realized that he was already home and started to pack all his belongings now including his guitar and amp (the only reason those fit was because he had had Professor Dumbledore expand the inside of his trunk to the size of a small room and charm it with feather weight spells), he kept to flute out so he could play until it was time to fix breakfast.
( The song Bodies by Drowning Pool is just ending)
"Man Harry where did you learn to play and sing like that, it was insane!!!" exclaimed Frank(the drummer, back up vocals, and band leader) to his lead guitarist and singer.
"How bout this, when I figure it out I'll tell you" chuckled a young man who was about 16 years old. To the others on the band he was Harry Potter, but to the wizarding world he was much more known as the Boy-who-lived.
"You know it's a real pity that we're gonna lose you tomorrow when you go back to school. It really sucks that you don't go to school locally" said the bassist Harold.
"Yeah guys I guess we'll just have to wait until next summer to practice together again. So until then guys seeya" waved Harry as he hefted his amp, guitar, and gig bag and headed back to the Dursley's to spend another sleepless night playing his guitar and waiting for the sun and his relatives to rise to take him back to school.
As Harry walks back home he thinks about his summer. He had only been home for a week when Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall came and escorted him to get his school supplies and to double check on the wards around Pivet Drive and to make sure that Harry wasn't beating himself up about Sirius's and Cedric's death. While they were at Diagon Ally Harry decided to visit a new shop called Beethoven's Magic Twin, the store sold magic instruments to wizards. While there Harry bought his guitar and amp (the amp wasn't really necessary except for the fact that muggles would get suspicious if they saw him playing an electric guitar with no amp, not to mention it actually did enhance the guitars sound and such) and a flute that was charmed so only he could here it until he was back at Hogwarts and could remove the charm. These items and his homework were the only reasons that Harry managed to survive the summer of magic isolation.
One week after the trip to the ally Harry was playing in his Uncle's garage when Frank who was on his way home heard Harry playing. The guy practically begged Harry to join the band he was forming. It was only after much mental deliberation that Harry joined (A/N: Yeah right and I'm Voldemort. *Sees angry mob approach to hang him for hurting Harry* Aaahhh geeze, I was just kidding *Angry mob doesn't care and gives chase*). It was during practice that Harry discovered that he could mimic almost any voice and began to sing. As for the flute, Harry could play it like he had always known how, most of the time he played sorrowful haunting melodies that expressed his emotions that he otherwise kept bottled up.
By the time he snaps back into reality he realized that he was already home and started to pack all his belongings now including his guitar and amp (the only reason those fit was because he had had Professor Dumbledore expand the inside of his trunk to the size of a small room and charm it with feather weight spells), he kept to flute out so he could play until it was time to fix breakfast.