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A/N: Well, the second chapter. I am surprised that I got so many good reviews. I thought I would get horridly bad ones for using that person. Anyway Just to let you know there is a change in the wind in this chapter. The wind has something to do with P:eople O:n D:ope. Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry woke up to a rainy, dark, and cloudy day, somewhat like the mood he was in now. He felt like he had the worst hangover in a century. Even though he had never touched alcohol Siruse told him all about it.
Harry got dressed and headed down to the Great Hall. When he got down he started remembering the terrifying ordeal that everyone had to go through. He took a deep breath and went to go sit with Ron and Hermione. Harry sat down and started out his day with some beacon and a biscuit.
"Harry. How did you know about that song?"
Harry turned to look at Ron who was unmistakebly the only person with the courage to talk about what happened yesterday night. Harry shook just thinking about it.
"Ron it was nothing, really." Harry said to shut Ron up. Everybody started giving them evil looks.
"Oh huh. Your mouth opened up and everything when you only heard the beat." Ron said in a matter-of-fact kind of voice that Hermione was known to use.
"Ok, ok," Harry said giving up. He knew Ron would keep insisting if he didn't. Harry sighed, "It was over the summer, I knew something was wrong with Dudley when I first saw him, he looked kind of pale. I thought it was just because of seeing all of the wizards walking around appearing out of nowhere through walls, but it got worse when we all got home. About a week or two later I over heard Dudley talking to Aunt Petunia about how he wasn't happy with himself and how he couldn't run as fast as all of the other boys and how he never got any dates to go to any of his schools dances. Aunt Petunia just told Dudley he was 'big boned' or 'round' or just 'fluffy'."
Ron burst out laughing screaming fluffy. Harry started laughing to.
"Oh, Harry you shouldn't laugh about something like that."
Harry stopped laughing and kept telling the story. "Well, I guess he got tired of hearing stuff like that (Ron through fits of laughter yelled "Fluffy!") and one day he just locked himself in his room for like about three weeks. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia started getting worried so they knocked his door in. It was funny but not funny at the same time. It was funny because of the looks on Vernon and Petunia's faces. It wasn't funny because I know my parents wouldn't want me laughing at something like that. It was also gross."
Harry started to get this dreamy look on his face, the kind you get when you're thinking of something totally awesome. Ron started to get inpatient.
"What!?" He shouted.
Harry got out of his trance. "Oh, Dudley was sitting at the foot of his bed sniffing something that was powdery like chalk listening to someone that was I think was called 30 cent. It was the same song Dumbledore was trying to sing accept some of the words were different. When Uncle Vernon asked what was he doing he said he was on a diet plan and that his friends gave it to him. I have to admit it though, Dudley lose about thirty five pounds on that diet stuff he called 'Dope'."
Harry looked at Hermione who was looking troubled. "What Hermione?" Harry asked.
Hermione looked up at Harry "Do you know what that stuff is, Harry?"
Harry shrugged his shoulders. "I thought so." Hermione said.
Suddenly all of the Gryffindors, accept Harry and Ron, were staireing at Harry and Ron like they wanted to beat them up or something. They were all beating their utensils on their plates in the same rhythm and beat like they were toy soldiers. All of the teachers and students were just watching, amazed, but not doing anything to stop it.
Hermione jumped up from her seat and ran to the Slytherin table, Fred and George behind her. Hermione started walking, kicking the Slytherin's plates off the table. Against his will, some magical force made Harry stand up and run to the Hufflepuff table. He began.
Last day of the rest of my life
I wish I would've known
Cause I didn't kiss my mama goodbye
I couldn't tell her that I loved her and how much I care
Or thank my pops for all the talks
And all the magical wisdom he shared
Unaware, I just did what I always do
Everyday, the same routine
Before I head on the train to go to school
But who knew that that day wasn't like the rest
Instead of my dad doing his best
He took two spells to the chest
Call him blind, but he didn't see it coming
Everybody was running
And he couldn't hear nothing
Except spell blasts, it happened so fast
He don't really know this wizard
Even though he sat by him in class
Maybe this wizard was reaching out for love
Or maybe for a moment
He forgot who he was
Or maybe this wizard just wanted to be hugged
Whatever it was
I know it's because
We are, We are, the youth of the nation
(Harry sat down blushing his head off, Hermione started next still kicking plates)
Little Lucius, he was only twelve
He was given the world
With every chance to excel
Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell
He might act kind of proud
But no respect for himself
He found love in all the wrong places
The same situations
Just different faces
Changed up his pace since his mommy left him
Too bad she never told him
He deserved much better
(Hermione kicked Draco's plate in his face and sat down actually laughing at the look on Draco's face. It was The Ultimate Revenge! Ron's turn was up next. He felt his bottom lifting up in his seat. He ran to the Ravenclaw table and began.)
Peter boy always played the fool
He broke all the rules
So you would think he was cool
He was never really one of the guys
No matter how hard he tried
Often planning suicide
It's kind of hard when you isn't got no friends
He played like he put his life to an end
To go back to his leader we might remember him then
You cross the line and there's no turning back
Told the world how he felt
When he framed Sirus Black
We are, We are, the youth of the nation We are, We are, the youth of the nation We are, We are, the youth of the nation We are, We are, the youth of the nation
(Ron sat down. Fred's turn)
Who's to blame for the lives that tragedies claim
No matter what spell you do
It don't take away the pain
(George)
That I feel inside, I'm tired of all the lies
Don't nobody know why
Who cares which way your broomstick flys?
(Fred) I guess that's the way the story goes
Will it ever make sense
Somebody's got to know
(George)
There's got to be more to life than this
There's got to be more to everything
I thought exists
(All of the Griffindors) We are, We are, the youth of the nation We are, We are, the youth of the nation
Then as quickly as it began, it stopped. Every looked around at each other. Then they all started eating again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If you don't know what the song is or who sang it I gave you a clue look at my A/N and there's a clue in the name of the chapter. Thank you for the reviews. Review some more and I will write some more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A/N: Well, the second chapter. I am surprised that I got so many good reviews. I thought I would get horridly bad ones for using that person. Anyway Just to let you know there is a change in the wind in this chapter. The wind has something to do with P:eople O:n D:ope. Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry woke up to a rainy, dark, and cloudy day, somewhat like the mood he was in now. He felt like he had the worst hangover in a century. Even though he had never touched alcohol Siruse told him all about it.
Harry got dressed and headed down to the Great Hall. When he got down he started remembering the terrifying ordeal that everyone had to go through. He took a deep breath and went to go sit with Ron and Hermione. Harry sat down and started out his day with some beacon and a biscuit.
"Harry. How did you know about that song?"
Harry turned to look at Ron who was unmistakebly the only person with the courage to talk about what happened yesterday night. Harry shook just thinking about it.
"Ron it was nothing, really." Harry said to shut Ron up. Everybody started giving them evil looks.
"Oh huh. Your mouth opened up and everything when you only heard the beat." Ron said in a matter-of-fact kind of voice that Hermione was known to use.
"Ok, ok," Harry said giving up. He knew Ron would keep insisting if he didn't. Harry sighed, "It was over the summer, I knew something was wrong with Dudley when I first saw him, he looked kind of pale. I thought it was just because of seeing all of the wizards walking around appearing out of nowhere through walls, but it got worse when we all got home. About a week or two later I over heard Dudley talking to Aunt Petunia about how he wasn't happy with himself and how he couldn't run as fast as all of the other boys and how he never got any dates to go to any of his schools dances. Aunt Petunia just told Dudley he was 'big boned' or 'round' or just 'fluffy'."
Ron burst out laughing screaming fluffy. Harry started laughing to.
"Oh, Harry you shouldn't laugh about something like that."
Harry stopped laughing and kept telling the story. "Well, I guess he got tired of hearing stuff like that (Ron through fits of laughter yelled "Fluffy!") and one day he just locked himself in his room for like about three weeks. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia started getting worried so they knocked his door in. It was funny but not funny at the same time. It was funny because of the looks on Vernon and Petunia's faces. It wasn't funny because I know my parents wouldn't want me laughing at something like that. It was also gross."
Harry started to get this dreamy look on his face, the kind you get when you're thinking of something totally awesome. Ron started to get inpatient.
"What!?" He shouted.
Harry got out of his trance. "Oh, Dudley was sitting at the foot of his bed sniffing something that was powdery like chalk listening to someone that was I think was called 30 cent. It was the same song Dumbledore was trying to sing accept some of the words were different. When Uncle Vernon asked what was he doing he said he was on a diet plan and that his friends gave it to him. I have to admit it though, Dudley lose about thirty five pounds on that diet stuff he called 'Dope'."
Harry looked at Hermione who was looking troubled. "What Hermione?" Harry asked.
Hermione looked up at Harry "Do you know what that stuff is, Harry?"
Harry shrugged his shoulders. "I thought so." Hermione said.
Suddenly all of the Gryffindors, accept Harry and Ron, were staireing at Harry and Ron like they wanted to beat them up or something. They were all beating their utensils on their plates in the same rhythm and beat like they were toy soldiers. All of the teachers and students were just watching, amazed, but not doing anything to stop it.
Hermione jumped up from her seat and ran to the Slytherin table, Fred and George behind her. Hermione started walking, kicking the Slytherin's plates off the table. Against his will, some magical force made Harry stand up and run to the Hufflepuff table. He began.
Last day of the rest of my life
I wish I would've known
Cause I didn't kiss my mama goodbye
I couldn't tell her that I loved her and how much I care
Or thank my pops for all the talks
And all the magical wisdom he shared
Unaware, I just did what I always do
Everyday, the same routine
Before I head on the train to go to school
But who knew that that day wasn't like the rest
Instead of my dad doing his best
He took two spells to the chest
Call him blind, but he didn't see it coming
Everybody was running
And he couldn't hear nothing
Except spell blasts, it happened so fast
He don't really know this wizard
Even though he sat by him in class
Maybe this wizard was reaching out for love
Or maybe for a moment
He forgot who he was
Or maybe this wizard just wanted to be hugged
Whatever it was
I know it's because
We are, We are, the youth of the nation
(Harry sat down blushing his head off, Hermione started next still kicking plates)
Little Lucius, he was only twelve
He was given the world
With every chance to excel
Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell
He might act kind of proud
But no respect for himself
He found love in all the wrong places
The same situations
Just different faces
Changed up his pace since his mommy left him
Too bad she never told him
He deserved much better
(Hermione kicked Draco's plate in his face and sat down actually laughing at the look on Draco's face. It was The Ultimate Revenge! Ron's turn was up next. He felt his bottom lifting up in his seat. He ran to the Ravenclaw table and began.)
Peter boy always played the fool
He broke all the rules
So you would think he was cool
He was never really one of the guys
No matter how hard he tried
Often planning suicide
It's kind of hard when you isn't got no friends
He played like he put his life to an end
To go back to his leader we might remember him then
You cross the line and there's no turning back
Told the world how he felt
When he framed Sirus Black
We are, We are, the youth of the nation We are, We are, the youth of the nation We are, We are, the youth of the nation We are, We are, the youth of the nation
(Ron sat down. Fred's turn)
Who's to blame for the lives that tragedies claim
No matter what spell you do
It don't take away the pain
(George)
That I feel inside, I'm tired of all the lies
Don't nobody know why
Who cares which way your broomstick flys?
(Fred) I guess that's the way the story goes
Will it ever make sense
Somebody's got to know
(George)
There's got to be more to life than this
There's got to be more to everything
I thought exists
(All of the Griffindors) We are, We are, the youth of the nation We are, We are, the youth of the nation
Then as quickly as it began, it stopped. Every looked around at each other. Then they all started eating again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If you don't know what the song is or who sang it I gave you a clue look at my A/N and there's a clue in the name of the chapter. Thank you for the reviews. Review some more and I will write some more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!