Thank you again to everyone who has reviewed in the past. I reloaded the
story because the chapters were getting all wacky in their order...so I
hope all my previous readers continue to read this! Again, please review!
Oh, and I don't own ANY of these people.
Just a hint.this is the part where Lockhart comes in!
*Chapter 12: Gilderoy Lockhart Day..and McGonagall?!*
*I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two
Lying awake intent at tuning in on you.
If I was young it didn't stop you coming through.
Oh-a oh*
The store started to get pretty crowded around mid-day. Various customers were browsing the musical selections, some were listening (or groping each other, much to Snape's dismay) in the listening booths, and the majority were beginning to line up to see Gilderoy Lockhart, in the flesh.
*They took the credit for your second symphony.
Rewritten by machine and new technology,
and now I understand the problems you can see.
Oh-a oh*
Harry was getting mighty uncomfortable in the back of the store sitting for what seemed like days on the couch. He was on a mission... to do, well, something, and that something was not going to be accomplished sitting on the couch.
He looked over to Snape who was sitting at his desk, head in his hands.
"Hey Sev.? Is it ok if I leave the couch?" Harry got up carrying one of the couch cushions underneath his arm. He started to walk towards the entrance to the store. "Because," said Harry as he got closer and closer to the door, "I'm gonna leave the couch now, ok? My ass is falling asleep Sev! I gotta go! I'm leaving!"
And with that, Harry bolted out the door into the store.
*I met your children
Oh-a oh
What did you tell them?
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Pictures came and broke your heart.
Oh-a-a-a oh*
Ron ran into Harry as he rounded the corner to finish setting up the tables for Gilderoy Lockhart.
"Well, at least you didn't leave the couch."
"Not the whole couch."
*And now we meet in an abandoned studio.
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago.
And you remember the jingles used to go.
Oh-a oh
You were the first one.
Oh-a oh
You were the last one.*
Ron and Harry began walking around the masses of people who had gathered at Empress for the meet and greet with Lockhart.
"Oh, I've decided to start a band."
"Really?" Harry was at the moment scanning the store, taking in all the different wizards and witches who were surrounding him. Some were coming up and shaking his hand, others were busy organizing their Gilderoy collectibles that they wanted signed.
"Yeah."
"The first thing you need is a name, and then you'll know what kind of band you've got."
"Yeah, I know, I know. I was kinda thinking about 'Ronn.' What do you think of that?"
"Is that with two 'n's '? "
"Well,um, my name is," Ron looked down at his name tag." It has one 'n.' So I was thinking maybe my band could have two n's, so that way it's kinda like that psychedelic, you know, trip thing."
"Always play with their minds Ron."
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far
Oh-a-aho oh,
Oh-a-aho oh
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far.
Pictures came and broke your heart, put the blame on VTR.
You are a radio star.
You are a radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
repeat
Video killed the radio star. (You are a radio star.)
Thanks for reading! Sorry so short! Next chapter coming up soon!
Just a hint.this is the part where Lockhart comes in!
*Chapter 12: Gilderoy Lockhart Day..and McGonagall?!*
*I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two
Lying awake intent at tuning in on you.
If I was young it didn't stop you coming through.
Oh-a oh*
The store started to get pretty crowded around mid-day. Various customers were browsing the musical selections, some were listening (or groping each other, much to Snape's dismay) in the listening booths, and the majority were beginning to line up to see Gilderoy Lockhart, in the flesh.
*They took the credit for your second symphony.
Rewritten by machine and new technology,
and now I understand the problems you can see.
Oh-a oh*
Harry was getting mighty uncomfortable in the back of the store sitting for what seemed like days on the couch. He was on a mission... to do, well, something, and that something was not going to be accomplished sitting on the couch.
He looked over to Snape who was sitting at his desk, head in his hands.
"Hey Sev.? Is it ok if I leave the couch?" Harry got up carrying one of the couch cushions underneath his arm. He started to walk towards the entrance to the store. "Because," said Harry as he got closer and closer to the door, "I'm gonna leave the couch now, ok? My ass is falling asleep Sev! I gotta go! I'm leaving!"
And with that, Harry bolted out the door into the store.
*I met your children
Oh-a oh
What did you tell them?
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Pictures came and broke your heart.
Oh-a-a-a oh*
Ron ran into Harry as he rounded the corner to finish setting up the tables for Gilderoy Lockhart.
"Well, at least you didn't leave the couch."
"Not the whole couch."
*And now we meet in an abandoned studio.
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago.
And you remember the jingles used to go.
Oh-a oh
You were the first one.
Oh-a oh
You were the last one.*
Ron and Harry began walking around the masses of people who had gathered at Empress for the meet and greet with Lockhart.
"Oh, I've decided to start a band."
"Really?" Harry was at the moment scanning the store, taking in all the different wizards and witches who were surrounding him. Some were coming up and shaking his hand, others were busy organizing their Gilderoy collectibles that they wanted signed.
"Yeah."
"The first thing you need is a name, and then you'll know what kind of band you've got."
"Yeah, I know, I know. I was kinda thinking about 'Ronn.' What do you think of that?"
"Is that with two 'n's '? "
"Well,um, my name is," Ron looked down at his name tag." It has one 'n.' So I was thinking maybe my band could have two n's, so that way it's kinda like that psychedelic, you know, trip thing."
"Always play with their minds Ron."
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far
Oh-a-aho oh,
Oh-a-aho oh
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far.
Pictures came and broke your heart, put the blame on VTR.
You are a radio star.
You are a radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
repeat
Video killed the radio star. (You are a radio star.)
Thanks for reading! Sorry so short! Next chapter coming up soon!