Disclaimer: I'm just playing God for a while, JK actually rules - sorry if
I accidentally defile her creations.
2.Auditions
By the time Harry walked into the hall he was creamed: as in crackered. Seamus' 'faultless' plan had involved copious amounts of hair wax, a scouring of Harry's wardrobe and a very blunt appraisal of his guitar - previously Dudley's who had almost certainly sat on it at some point.
Harry went to sign in at thingy Bulstrode's table, currently there were two other bassists, a 7th year and. . . Ernie McMillan?!? Harry looked around in surprise and, sure enough, Ernie was accompanying Justin Finch Fletchley in a tear-jerking rendition of Kum By Ah. Much of the hall was swaying along. Draco was less impressed. His face toned beautifully with his Slytherin Robes.
Part way through the second verse Draco regained control over his upjerk reflex and jumped up to choke out 'Next Bass'.
Harry looked around; the 7th year was completely absorbed in Blaise's tonsils. Harry dithered, *What to do?* Suddenly the foot of Bulstrode made contact with the base of his spine and he fell forward.
'Potter?' Disbelief mingled with the tone saved almost exclusively for that dogpoo-on-your-shoe discovery, as Draco looked at the familiar form by his feet.
Harry ignored the scathing looks and walked up to the table-cum-stage infront of Draco. He climbed up, threw a CD, and glared down in a melodramatic way. 'Play the music Malfoy.' All eyes were on the golden boy as he attempted to kick start his music career. Actually, that's a lie, the 7th year/Blaise combo were still sucking strong.
As the drumbeat kicked in, Harry proved he wasn't just a pretty face. The females in the hall began to understand how Bon Jovi's audience had experienced orgasms over certain notes. Harry even began to moan along as he picked out the chords.
Draco had to clear his throat 3 times before Harry and his audience turned to him.
'You can have a trial period,' he grudgingly allowed.
2.Auditions
By the time Harry walked into the hall he was creamed: as in crackered. Seamus' 'faultless' plan had involved copious amounts of hair wax, a scouring of Harry's wardrobe and a very blunt appraisal of his guitar - previously Dudley's who had almost certainly sat on it at some point.
Harry went to sign in at thingy Bulstrode's table, currently there were two other bassists, a 7th year and. . . Ernie McMillan?!? Harry looked around in surprise and, sure enough, Ernie was accompanying Justin Finch Fletchley in a tear-jerking rendition of Kum By Ah. Much of the hall was swaying along. Draco was less impressed. His face toned beautifully with his Slytherin Robes.
Part way through the second verse Draco regained control over his upjerk reflex and jumped up to choke out 'Next Bass'.
Harry looked around; the 7th year was completely absorbed in Blaise's tonsils. Harry dithered, *What to do?* Suddenly the foot of Bulstrode made contact with the base of his spine and he fell forward.
'Potter?' Disbelief mingled with the tone saved almost exclusively for that dogpoo-on-your-shoe discovery, as Draco looked at the familiar form by his feet.
Harry ignored the scathing looks and walked up to the table-cum-stage infront of Draco. He climbed up, threw a CD, and glared down in a melodramatic way. 'Play the music Malfoy.' All eyes were on the golden boy as he attempted to kick start his music career. Actually, that's a lie, the 7th year/Blaise combo were still sucking strong.
As the drumbeat kicked in, Harry proved he wasn't just a pretty face. The females in the hall began to understand how Bon Jovi's audience had experienced orgasms over certain notes. Harry even began to moan along as he picked out the chords.
Draco had to clear his throat 3 times before Harry and his audience turned to him.
'You can have a trial period,' he grudgingly allowed.
