*I am trying to get out as many chapters before the weekend!!! *

*~*Chapter 11: WEGAS!*~~

Seamus practically ran over four customers on his way to the backroom. The door burst open in front of a still calm and collected Harry.

"Hey Harry, I heard you like, went to Wegas (yep, wizard Las Vegas.clever!) and like married Narcissa Malfoy, and now you've got like a hit on you and stuff. Is that true?"

"Not entirely true," said Harry, who was somewhat amused at how the story was turning out.

"Oh," Seamus said, slightly disappointed." Well, you're an outlaw, man. We salute you."

"Thank you Seamus."

"No problem."

Suddenly, Ginny's voice came over the speakers. "This song goes out to our employee of the week: HARRY POTTER!"

"Oh Harry, it's like a tribute man!"

*~* The best things in life are free

But you can tell me 'bout the birds and bees.

Now gimme money (that's what I want)

That's what I want (that's what I want)

That's what I want, ye-ye-yeh,

That's what I want...

Ginny started to sing along with the song. "Harry wants money...Lots of money..Sev's money..."

The music began to die down as Severus walked into the backroom.

Hermione ran up to him with a piece of parchment in her hand. "What the hell is this Severus?"

Draco snatched the parchment from her and read it out loud. "Rules and standards for Magik Muzik Town employee conduct?"

With a pile of parchments in his hand, Severus walked over to Seamus and asked him to put a piece of parchment in the employee boxes.

"Magik Muzik town? " Draco was staring back and forth from the parchment to Severus. "We're not a magik muzik town!"

"No." Snape said," we're not a magik muzik town.yet."

Ron, who was munching on his pumpkin cakes looked up. "Snape, isn't Magik Muzik Town a chain?"

Draco was still reading allowed from the rules and standards parchment. "No Bertie Botts candy consumption will be allowed in the store."

Seamus looked up from the boxes, "Snape, you're turning us into a Magik Muzik Town?"

"Why didn't you tell us?" Ron, as dismayed as he sounded, continued to eat his cakes.

Snape sat down on a stool and sighed. "Because I was trying to stop it."

Hermione went up to Snape and sat next to him. "What do you mean?"

"Look," Snape said as he addressed the employees who had gathered in the back room, "I got together enough money to make Mitchell Fudge an offer. He was going to make me a partner. I could have bought him out eventually."

"You were going to buy Empress?" Hermione sounded as if it was the most wonderful thing she had heard of.

Ron ran up to Snape, "that's a good thing right?" Draco nodded in agreement. "That would be fantastic Sev." A chorus of "yeas" rang out.

Snape literally jumped out of his stool, seething with anger. "You think that's going to happen now?! I have to pay for what Mr. Brilliant here," said Snape, pointing his wand at Harry," did. It's over kids, ok?"

Harry shifted uncomfortably under Snape's wand, and everyone's gaze. "Mitchell Fudge is 'the man' Sev."

Snape took back his wand and sighed again. "Yeah, and 'the man' calls all the shots."

"DAMN THE MAN!" Harry stood up, fist in the air, couch cushion under one arm. "DAMN THE MAN!"

"Let me explain to you," said Snape, gesturing for Harry to sit down." Mitchell's 'the man,' I'm the idiot, you're the screw-up, and we're all losers. Welcome to Magik Muzik Town."

Severus walked into his office and slammed the door.

*~* back in the store.*~*

Ginny and Pansy stood at the cash registers reading the new rules of conduct for the store.

"No visible tattoos." Pansy rolled her eyes, then looked lovingly at the tattoo of a bat on her shoulder.

"No revealing clothing?" Ginny looked down at her short shirt and tight shirt.

Pansy scanned the page. "We're both screwed.at least you're used to it."

Ginny smirked. "Now Pansy, don't be bitter. Certainly with your collection of flesh mutilating silver appendages, and your brand new, neo- death eater, boot camp make-over, the boy's will come a running!"

Pansy looked at her with a piercing glare, but softened up. "Let's not fight," she looked down at the parchment. "Let's just rip."

Ron was prancing around the store while Ginny and Pansy ripped their parchments into shreds. Ron ran up to the registers, scooped up the pieces and threw them in the air. He ran up the stairs and slid down the banister, perma-grin plastered back on his face.

"No, we mustn't dwell, no, not today. We can't..Not on GILDEROY LOCKHART Day!"