Hi! This is (yours truly) Kavindra Miette speaking, introducing you to the
wonderful story that is Karaoke Night. This is a bit of a joint venture, as
the first chapter was collaboration between my cousin Fuzz King and myself.
The rest of it is completely mine, though, because he's off writing his own
stuff and didn't feel like continuing it. He says he'll come back if the
reviews are good, though *sigh*. That's just so typical. Anyway, I hope you
thoroughly enjoy the story, and please remember to review it once you're
finished. And now, it is time for.
KARAOKE NIGHT!!!
Chapter One Written by Fuzz King
Although about 7 years younger than the limit, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and a slightly reluctant Draco Malfoy followed the large and lumbering figure of Rubeus Hagrid into the Prancing Pony. Tonight, a large neon sign in front read "Drinks and Karaoke, all for four Sickles and twenty Knuts. Entry if you're a wizard."
Hagrid had said that as a birthday present for Harry, and at the request at Dumbledore, he would bring them out for a night of fun. Since Draco's father could do anything, he gave Dumbledore a bribe..er... extra cash for repairs to umm... things. Draco had begged his father for this because the sight of Harry Potter singing was "Blackmail for Life." So they headed in and took a seat at the table in the corner (for reference, Strider sat here during that scene in the book and movie.)
"Hagrid, are you sure we are allowed to be in here?"
"Sure!"
"Well?" he asked, "Then how do you know?"
"Cuz yer a wizard Harry."
"Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "Why do you keep saying that? He already knows. Besides, how can you be sure?"
"Well, when I told Harry he was a wizard, it meant that the sign out front said "if yer a wizard" Harry's a wizard, right?"
"Well he claims to be, anyway, he isn't very good," sniggered Malfoy, who up to this time had been silent, but he was getting bored, so he decided to say something.
"I'll show you good by shoving it up your a-" said Ron, but Hermione, not wanting a fight to break out this early, came between them.
"Shut up you two, or we might get kicked out!" she hissed under her breath, to not attract anymore attention than they already had.
"We won't get kicked out," replied Harry.
"How do you know?" she asked.
"Cuz he's a wiz-" began Hagrid, but Ron, who was also irritated by this stopped him with a good bang on the foot.
"I saw it on the telly!" he said. (I'm quite sure telly means TV in England, at least, it does in Matilda!)
"What's a telly?" asked Ron, because he knew he, Hagrid, and Malfoy didn't know.
"A telly is a well..it's a muggle thing. You wouldn't understand anyway," tried Harry, but he knew he couldn't explain it. So he lay back in his chair, slightly slumped, and tried to think of what to get. When the waiter came over, he seemed a lot like Hagrid's size, at least to Harry.
"What will you be takin'?" he asked.
Hagrid barely looked at the menu before saying, "Butterbeer. Five pints if you don't mind." The man looked curiously at the four teens before him and asked," Hobbits?" They shook their heads silently in a "yes" and he went off, muttering about how small people always seemed to tag along big men. "Just look at those four youngens' who followed around Strider." And with that he disappeared into the kitchen.
"Is it going to be alcoholic?" asked Hermione.
"Who cares?" he responded, and they fell into silence wondering why a 60-year-old man was giving them alcoholic drinks. All of a sudden, the doors flew open and in walked an aged man followed by what seemed like midgets, then two platinum blonde females, then one platinum blonde male, then two men with hair brown but long like Malfoy's, then a well, red- bearded thingie, and last a very attractive women with brown hair in a very revealing blue dress. If you've ever seen LOTR then you can guess who walked in: Gandalf, the hobbits, Galadriel and Eowyn, Legolas, Aragorn and Boromir, Gimli, and finally Arwen.
KARAOKE NIGHT!!!
Chapter One Written by Fuzz King
Although about 7 years younger than the limit, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and a slightly reluctant Draco Malfoy followed the large and lumbering figure of Rubeus Hagrid into the Prancing Pony. Tonight, a large neon sign in front read "Drinks and Karaoke, all for four Sickles and twenty Knuts. Entry if you're a wizard."
Hagrid had said that as a birthday present for Harry, and at the request at Dumbledore, he would bring them out for a night of fun. Since Draco's father could do anything, he gave Dumbledore a bribe..er... extra cash for repairs to umm... things. Draco had begged his father for this because the sight of Harry Potter singing was "Blackmail for Life." So they headed in and took a seat at the table in the corner (for reference, Strider sat here during that scene in the book and movie.)
"Hagrid, are you sure we are allowed to be in here?"
"Sure!"
"Well?" he asked, "Then how do you know?"
"Cuz yer a wizard Harry."
"Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "Why do you keep saying that? He already knows. Besides, how can you be sure?"
"Well, when I told Harry he was a wizard, it meant that the sign out front said "if yer a wizard" Harry's a wizard, right?"
"Well he claims to be, anyway, he isn't very good," sniggered Malfoy, who up to this time had been silent, but he was getting bored, so he decided to say something.
"I'll show you good by shoving it up your a-" said Ron, but Hermione, not wanting a fight to break out this early, came between them.
"Shut up you two, or we might get kicked out!" she hissed under her breath, to not attract anymore attention than they already had.
"We won't get kicked out," replied Harry.
"How do you know?" she asked.
"Cuz he's a wiz-" began Hagrid, but Ron, who was also irritated by this stopped him with a good bang on the foot.
"I saw it on the telly!" he said. (I'm quite sure telly means TV in England, at least, it does in Matilda!)
"What's a telly?" asked Ron, because he knew he, Hagrid, and Malfoy didn't know.
"A telly is a well..it's a muggle thing. You wouldn't understand anyway," tried Harry, but he knew he couldn't explain it. So he lay back in his chair, slightly slumped, and tried to think of what to get. When the waiter came over, he seemed a lot like Hagrid's size, at least to Harry.
"What will you be takin'?" he asked.
Hagrid barely looked at the menu before saying, "Butterbeer. Five pints if you don't mind." The man looked curiously at the four teens before him and asked," Hobbits?" They shook their heads silently in a "yes" and he went off, muttering about how small people always seemed to tag along big men. "Just look at those four youngens' who followed around Strider." And with that he disappeared into the kitchen.
"Is it going to be alcoholic?" asked Hermione.
"Who cares?" he responded, and they fell into silence wondering why a 60-year-old man was giving them alcoholic drinks. All of a sudden, the doors flew open and in walked an aged man followed by what seemed like midgets, then two platinum blonde females, then one platinum blonde male, then two men with hair brown but long like Malfoy's, then a well, red- bearded thingie, and last a very attractive women with brown hair in a very revealing blue dress. If you've ever seen LOTR then you can guess who walked in: Gandalf, the hobbits, Galadriel and Eowyn, Legolas, Aragorn and Boromir, Gimli, and finally Arwen.