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Chapter 2:
Harry was lying in his bed, listening to the soft snores of the other boys. It was nearly six o'clock in the morning and he had been awake all night. It was the song that kept him awake. It played in his head over and over again. In the end Harry gave up and got out of his bed. Yawning he walked to the bathroom. He took a quick shower, grabbed his broom and headed to the Quidditch pitch.
Harry smiled. The sun just came up and everything was quiet and calm. The world looked so peaceful. During mornings like this it looked like there weren't rules or responsibilities.
The Gryffindor got on his broom and took of. For a moment Harry forgot all his problems. Then something popped in his head. It was a song, the song.
Harry groaned 'Arg, why can't I get it out of my head?!' He tried to concentrate on the flying, but failed. 'Great, I really need to get rid of it, before the next Quidditch match. With that song in my head, I will never be able to find the Snitch. Let alone catch it!' Harry thought miserably.
He landed his broom and started walking back to the castle.
"Oi Harry, where have you been?" Seamus asked when Harry arrived in his dormitory.
"Flying." Harry mumbled and lay down on his bed.
"Hey Harry, remember that song you were singing yesterday?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, what about it."
"Dean got it on CB!"
"It's CD, Ron." Dean said, rolling his eyes. "Wanna hear it, Harry?"
"Erm okay."
Dean turned on his CD player. "I'm not sure if you meant this one." He said as the song began to play. "It's 'Are you gonna be my girl' from Jet."
"Yeah that's the one." Harry said. "No wait, it's different."
"Different? What do you mean?" Neville asked.
"Well, the words. This one is about a girl with long brown hair. The one I have in my head is about a guy with silver blond hair. And Moine said she heard it from Slytherins. Fat chance they listen to muggle songs."
"Hmm, yeah that's right. But maybe they heard it from muggleborns and changed the words themselves." Dean stated.
"Well it doesn't really matter where the song comes from. The question is, how the hell am I going to get rid of it?!" Harry groaned and buried his head in his pillow.
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"Professor Lupin, I'm sorry I'm late." Harry panted when he stormed in the DADA classroom.
Lupin had proved himself when he helped in the war to defeat Voldemort and won the people their trust. Professor Dumbledore had asked him once again for the job as DADA teacher, which he had gladly accepted.
"Harry." Lupin greeted with a nod. "This time I won't take any points from Gryffindor, but don't get used to it. Please, take your seat."
Harry mumbled his thanks and quickly sat down.
"Got any sleep last night?" Ron asked.
"Hardly." Harry whispered back.
"Nightmares?"
"No, it was that song."
"I don't get it. You should have been rid of it by now. A song never stays in your head that long."
"Maybe it's a spell." Hermoine whispered, who sat in front of them and had overheard their conversation.
"Nah I don't think so. Who would do that?" Harry said, shaking his head. He turned his attention back to professor Lupin.
After a while Harry gave up. He couldn't pay attention, because of the song playing in his head over and over again.
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Chapter 2:
Harry was lying in his bed, listening to the soft snores of the other boys. It was nearly six o'clock in the morning and he had been awake all night. It was the song that kept him awake. It played in his head over and over again. In the end Harry gave up and got out of his bed. Yawning he walked to the bathroom. He took a quick shower, grabbed his broom and headed to the Quidditch pitch.
Harry smiled. The sun just came up and everything was quiet and calm. The world looked so peaceful. During mornings like this it looked like there weren't rules or responsibilities.
The Gryffindor got on his broom and took of. For a moment Harry forgot all his problems. Then something popped in his head. It was a song, the song.
Harry groaned 'Arg, why can't I get it out of my head?!' He tried to concentrate on the flying, but failed. 'Great, I really need to get rid of it, before the next Quidditch match. With that song in my head, I will never be able to find the Snitch. Let alone catch it!' Harry thought miserably.
He landed his broom and started walking back to the castle.
"Oi Harry, where have you been?" Seamus asked when Harry arrived in his dormitory.
"Flying." Harry mumbled and lay down on his bed.
"Hey Harry, remember that song you were singing yesterday?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, what about it."
"Dean got it on CB!"
"It's CD, Ron." Dean said, rolling his eyes. "Wanna hear it, Harry?"
"Erm okay."
Dean turned on his CD player. "I'm not sure if you meant this one." He said as the song began to play. "It's 'Are you gonna be my girl' from Jet."
"Yeah that's the one." Harry said. "No wait, it's different."
"Different? What do you mean?" Neville asked.
"Well, the words. This one is about a girl with long brown hair. The one I have in my head is about a guy with silver blond hair. And Moine said she heard it from Slytherins. Fat chance they listen to muggle songs."
"Hmm, yeah that's right. But maybe they heard it from muggleborns and changed the words themselves." Dean stated.
"Well it doesn't really matter where the song comes from. The question is, how the hell am I going to get rid of it?!" Harry groaned and buried his head in his pillow.
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"Professor Lupin, I'm sorry I'm late." Harry panted when he stormed in the DADA classroom.
Lupin had proved himself when he helped in the war to defeat Voldemort and won the people their trust. Professor Dumbledore had asked him once again for the job as DADA teacher, which he had gladly accepted.
"Harry." Lupin greeted with a nod. "This time I won't take any points from Gryffindor, but don't get used to it. Please, take your seat."
Harry mumbled his thanks and quickly sat down.
"Got any sleep last night?" Ron asked.
"Hardly." Harry whispered back.
"Nightmares?"
"No, it was that song."
"I don't get it. You should have been rid of it by now. A song never stays in your head that long."
"Maybe it's a spell." Hermoine whispered, who sat in front of them and had overheard their conversation.
"Nah I don't think so. Who would do that?" Harry said, shaking his head. He turned his attention back to professor Lupin.
After a while Harry gave up. He couldn't pay attention, because of the song playing in his head over and over again.
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