Important: I DO NOT OW HARRY POTTER!!!
Summary: In the end of Harry's fivth year.
PG-13 because of: Language, Nightmares, Abuse, rape, probably even slash,
hate, fights, songs and more
2nd Chapter: The concert and what can happen when you get drunk
An extreme thin boy with long black hair and shining green emeralds as eyes was standing in front of the public on the stage, the microphone in his hand, he was singing in an extreme deep voice that could have scared every Muggle in this concert to dead, if they hadn't known that it was the band 'COMING STORM' and their singer Mickey, as he was called by the public, he just had stepped on the stage and the public started to cheer as loud as possible 'Damn god knows I am glad none from Hogwarts can recognize me so a big 'thank you' to the one that had discovered concealing charms!!!' he thought as he began to sing:
"I was laying in the dirt, I was laying in my blood, When he came to me and started with the torture. The whip hit me more often than I can count, I don't wanna know what he has done after I passed out Every time when I woke I received an other slap And he started yelling into my ear:
Can you see me? Can you hear me? Can you feel me? I am god! I am evil! I will get you! I will rape you! You are nothing! You are worthless! You're a freak and You are lonely! You have nothing that can stop me because:
None can see you! None can hear you! None can help you! Ever in your cursed life!
Harry had been running over the stage like a madman. Singing with heart and soul the song he had written himself. It had been like this for the last days. Since his uncle wanted him to earn his 'life' with the Dursley's, he had started to sing with his old band, he had been in the band 'Coming Storm' even before Hogwarts and knew that he would get a bit money there, it was enough to save his life but he still got his beatings every day, Vermon was always somewhere near the stage or when he didn't have the time he send Dudley after Harry to make sure he wouldn't eat something.
Harry was again very thankful for the concealing charms he had learned last year, because they covered all of his injures and mixed with a numbing spell he couldn't feel the pain as well (I know underaged wizards can't do magic but you'll find out later why he can). He was pulled out of his thoughts by the next song. Pulling himself together the guy with the black leather cloak, black leather pants and black silk shirt made himself ready for the next songs:
Every night I lay awake, see your dead faces next to me, Beautiful but empty eyes, they look at me and then they start to cry: You are a murder, you killed me! Why are you alive and I am dead? You could have stopped it! But you never did it! Why are you alive and I am dead???
And when the day comes, pain grew stronger every breath, Hurt and pain filled eyes, I look at the mirror and would like to cry: I am the murder, I've killed them! Why are they dead and I am alive? I could have stopped him! But I never did it! Why are they dead and I am alive?
Tell me how can I change it, tell me what can I do! Tell me if we can twist places, where shall I go?
He grinned at Jack who was standing next to him playing the guitar "You know without you it was boring now they love us again!" "You just needed a melancholic, freakish, mad, crazy, troublemaking prate like me that was all!" Jack slap him playfully on the back of the head but Harry was faster and could even steal Jack his Cigarette.
"Hmm Malboro you know those are my favorite do you Jacky-boy?" Jack rolled his eyes, he as well as the rest of the band knew full well that Harry or Mickey was just playing to cover the pain he was in, they had known about the abuse for years but Harry had pleased them not to tell anyone, because it was his own busyness! When the next song started Harry went on with his singing:
Darkness comes nearer step by step, I'm hated by other as much as by myself! I can't trust anyone but I can play And try to hid the truth!
And now I am alone Everyone else has left They are happy now without me! I only feel coldness..
So it went on song and song and song and finally it was over. Harry made his way into the VIP zone of the concert hall to calm his nerves a bit. They had been playing for weeks every night and Harry had barely gotten any sleep.
He was now sitting in his room waiting for his uncle to bring him home. This had been the last concert of the year and so the rest of the band suddenly stormed into the room. They all looked much the same: black cloths, black long hair, thin if not to say skinny if you don't look at the drummer who had enough muscles to lift a Jeep, the only other difference between them let out the high was the color of their eyes.
Where Harry's eyes were deep green like emeralds. Jack was an Albino so he had dyed his hair but nothing less he had red eyes like blood and somehow he remind Harry often of Voldemort.
Steve the Drummer had ocean blue eyes like Dumbeldor, John the second E- guitar player next to Jack had deep brown eyes nearly as dark as Snape's and Frank had gray eyes which remind Harry extreme to Cederic.
"Harry come on its party time, that was our last concert for this year and we have a new CD! Now lets have a Pizza or two and then we get drunk until we can't see each other anymore." Harry smiled at Jack "You know my uncle do you? Plus if I would eat just a single thing I would with hundred percent throw up after it because me and my stomach are in a little fight since two weeks."
The others looked with concern at the youngest of their group, and the smallest. There was a loud knock on the door and Vermon Dursley entered the room "Come on boy I don't want to waste the whole day just because of you!" now Pierce a good friend of the band and the financial interested boy of them, entered the room, he had heard the whole conversation.
"Mr. Dursley here is the money Harry would have gotten for this night and now I would like to ask you if Harry could stay here just for a while?" Vermon looked at Harry who had a pleading in his eyes. "He has to do the housework my wife is ill he can't stay away!" "I will do all of it the soon I am back uncle Vermon." Harry said and finally after getting the money from Pierce the older man said yes and so the night began for them.......
Harry awoke in a large bed, he didn't know where he was but the first thing he did was to check if all of his charms were still in place. Over the time he had had nothing to do at the Dursley's he had done all of his Homework and more accidentally he had found something about wand less magic and that the ministry can't recognize it as far as it isn't used too often.
He tried to remember what had happened last night when he felt an arm on his chest he looked down to see Jack laying there and realization hit him
~~~~~Flashback~~~~~
They had been at the bar until late in the night when one of them had had the damn idea to get tattoo's for everyone. Harry who had been so drunken that he could just barely walk straight had asked what the others thought about a black Thunderbird for they were 'The Coming Storm' and after some more minuets they had all agreed and had let Frank and Steve (who were both great at this) give everyone of them the Tattoo of a black Thunderbird who had his wings spread over the whole back and if you looked close you could see that the eyes of the thunderbird were always the same of the one on whose back it was.
(They had done a lot more than just this one Tattoo but Harry couldn't remember everything at the moment)
As next they went into an other disco where Harry started to flirt with a girl the soon he entered the disco and just a few minutes later he had disappeared with her in the bathroom and came back an hour later with a very bride grin on his face the first in long days for he had forgotten all about the last year.
After that they had gone into Pierce's flat and went on with drinking until Steve had been so drunk, that he fell asleep on the floor. Harry who had been extreme drunk at this time but not ready to collapse was supported by Jack who could at least still stand on his own he helped Harry into the bedroom.
There he had pulled out the younger boy's cloths. Harry had just looked at him while he had started to drift away. "Sleep well brother!" Jack had said before he had fallen asleep also.
~~~~~End of Flash~~~~
Harry suddenly noticed that he had a really terrible headache and the first thing he did was to run into the bathroom!
So it went on for many days Harry couldn't remember one night in this week which he could remember fully.
Steve had given him the rest of his money (he had known that Vermon would take all money he could get so he hadn't told the man how much they really got) "Here Mikey the rest of your money is at the bank!" Harry looked at his friends and thanked them once again Before walking back to the Dursley's (Ps: he had told the order that he would write later)
~~~~~~~~~~ It is a bit longer but please if you read it, and if you want more be so king and ad a review!
Summary: In the end of Harry's fivth year.
PG-13 because of: Language, Nightmares, Abuse, rape, probably even slash,
hate, fights, songs and more
2nd Chapter: The concert and what can happen when you get drunk
An extreme thin boy with long black hair and shining green emeralds as eyes was standing in front of the public on the stage, the microphone in his hand, he was singing in an extreme deep voice that could have scared every Muggle in this concert to dead, if they hadn't known that it was the band 'COMING STORM' and their singer Mickey, as he was called by the public, he just had stepped on the stage and the public started to cheer as loud as possible 'Damn god knows I am glad none from Hogwarts can recognize me so a big 'thank you' to the one that had discovered concealing charms!!!' he thought as he began to sing:
"I was laying in the dirt, I was laying in my blood, When he came to me and started with the torture. The whip hit me more often than I can count, I don't wanna know what he has done after I passed out Every time when I woke I received an other slap And he started yelling into my ear:
Can you see me? Can you hear me? Can you feel me? I am god! I am evil! I will get you! I will rape you! You are nothing! You are worthless! You're a freak and You are lonely! You have nothing that can stop me because:
None can see you! None can hear you! None can help you! Ever in your cursed life!
Harry had been running over the stage like a madman. Singing with heart and soul the song he had written himself. It had been like this for the last days. Since his uncle wanted him to earn his 'life' with the Dursley's, he had started to sing with his old band, he had been in the band 'Coming Storm' even before Hogwarts and knew that he would get a bit money there, it was enough to save his life but he still got his beatings every day, Vermon was always somewhere near the stage or when he didn't have the time he send Dudley after Harry to make sure he wouldn't eat something.
Harry was again very thankful for the concealing charms he had learned last year, because they covered all of his injures and mixed with a numbing spell he couldn't feel the pain as well (I know underaged wizards can't do magic but you'll find out later why he can). He was pulled out of his thoughts by the next song. Pulling himself together the guy with the black leather cloak, black leather pants and black silk shirt made himself ready for the next songs:
Every night I lay awake, see your dead faces next to me, Beautiful but empty eyes, they look at me and then they start to cry: You are a murder, you killed me! Why are you alive and I am dead? You could have stopped it! But you never did it! Why are you alive and I am dead???
And when the day comes, pain grew stronger every breath, Hurt and pain filled eyes, I look at the mirror and would like to cry: I am the murder, I've killed them! Why are they dead and I am alive? I could have stopped him! But I never did it! Why are they dead and I am alive?
Tell me how can I change it, tell me what can I do! Tell me if we can twist places, where shall I go?
He grinned at Jack who was standing next to him playing the guitar "You know without you it was boring now they love us again!" "You just needed a melancholic, freakish, mad, crazy, troublemaking prate like me that was all!" Jack slap him playfully on the back of the head but Harry was faster and could even steal Jack his Cigarette.
"Hmm Malboro you know those are my favorite do you Jacky-boy?" Jack rolled his eyes, he as well as the rest of the band knew full well that Harry or Mickey was just playing to cover the pain he was in, they had known about the abuse for years but Harry had pleased them not to tell anyone, because it was his own busyness! When the next song started Harry went on with his singing:
Darkness comes nearer step by step, I'm hated by other as much as by myself! I can't trust anyone but I can play And try to hid the truth!
And now I am alone Everyone else has left They are happy now without me! I only feel coldness..
So it went on song and song and song and finally it was over. Harry made his way into the VIP zone of the concert hall to calm his nerves a bit. They had been playing for weeks every night and Harry had barely gotten any sleep.
He was now sitting in his room waiting for his uncle to bring him home. This had been the last concert of the year and so the rest of the band suddenly stormed into the room. They all looked much the same: black cloths, black long hair, thin if not to say skinny if you don't look at the drummer who had enough muscles to lift a Jeep, the only other difference between them let out the high was the color of their eyes.
Where Harry's eyes were deep green like emeralds. Jack was an Albino so he had dyed his hair but nothing less he had red eyes like blood and somehow he remind Harry often of Voldemort.
Steve the Drummer had ocean blue eyes like Dumbeldor, John the second E- guitar player next to Jack had deep brown eyes nearly as dark as Snape's and Frank had gray eyes which remind Harry extreme to Cederic.
"Harry come on its party time, that was our last concert for this year and we have a new CD! Now lets have a Pizza or two and then we get drunk until we can't see each other anymore." Harry smiled at Jack "You know my uncle do you? Plus if I would eat just a single thing I would with hundred percent throw up after it because me and my stomach are in a little fight since two weeks."
The others looked with concern at the youngest of their group, and the smallest. There was a loud knock on the door and Vermon Dursley entered the room "Come on boy I don't want to waste the whole day just because of you!" now Pierce a good friend of the band and the financial interested boy of them, entered the room, he had heard the whole conversation.
"Mr. Dursley here is the money Harry would have gotten for this night and now I would like to ask you if Harry could stay here just for a while?" Vermon looked at Harry who had a pleading in his eyes. "He has to do the housework my wife is ill he can't stay away!" "I will do all of it the soon I am back uncle Vermon." Harry said and finally after getting the money from Pierce the older man said yes and so the night began for them.......
Harry awoke in a large bed, he didn't know where he was but the first thing he did was to check if all of his charms were still in place. Over the time he had had nothing to do at the Dursley's he had done all of his Homework and more accidentally he had found something about wand less magic and that the ministry can't recognize it as far as it isn't used too often.
He tried to remember what had happened last night when he felt an arm on his chest he looked down to see Jack laying there and realization hit him
~~~~~Flashback~~~~~
They had been at the bar until late in the night when one of them had had the damn idea to get tattoo's for everyone. Harry who had been so drunken that he could just barely walk straight had asked what the others thought about a black Thunderbird for they were 'The Coming Storm' and after some more minuets they had all agreed and had let Frank and Steve (who were both great at this) give everyone of them the Tattoo of a black Thunderbird who had his wings spread over the whole back and if you looked close you could see that the eyes of the thunderbird were always the same of the one on whose back it was.
(They had done a lot more than just this one Tattoo but Harry couldn't remember everything at the moment)
As next they went into an other disco where Harry started to flirt with a girl the soon he entered the disco and just a few minutes later he had disappeared with her in the bathroom and came back an hour later with a very bride grin on his face the first in long days for he had forgotten all about the last year.
After that they had gone into Pierce's flat and went on with drinking until Steve had been so drunk, that he fell asleep on the floor. Harry who had been extreme drunk at this time but not ready to collapse was supported by Jack who could at least still stand on his own he helped Harry into the bedroom.
There he had pulled out the younger boy's cloths. Harry had just looked at him while he had started to drift away. "Sleep well brother!" Jack had said before he had fallen asleep also.
~~~~~End of Flash~~~~
Harry suddenly noticed that he had a really terrible headache and the first thing he did was to run into the bathroom!
So it went on for many days Harry couldn't remember one night in this week which he could remember fully.
Steve had given him the rest of his money (he had known that Vermon would take all money he could get so he hadn't told the man how much they really got) "Here Mikey the rest of your money is at the bank!" Harry looked at his friends and thanked them once again Before walking back to the Dursley's (Ps: he had told the order that he would write later)
~~~~~~~~~~ It is a bit longer but please if you read it, and if you want more be so king and ad a review!