Chapter 7 Dumbledore stood and thanked Neville who was running out the doors. "Well I suppose I will pick the next performer," he said and reached for a name, "Dean."

Dean approached the mic wearily. He grasped it with his sweat drenched hands wondering what song he would be given.

Legacy will never burn
Hard to breathe, I'll never learn
And it moves me towards where I want to leave
In the silence we all speak
Laying down and suffering
And I move nothing and embrace what I don't need
So I stand, all alone
With this trance, on my own
And I just sustain moving on in vain
cause this glow, you and I Have come to know,
is a lie And I must move on

I can see past these fine lines that you stepped through
I can see through these glass eyes that led me on
I'm in this room, You're in that and you play hearts like instruments

Listen deep, you're hell the sound Whispering,
it's all around Echoes grasping in,
echoes lasting sin Out of this,
please open up Move from this,
it's taken us And I need to change,
and I need to say So I stand, all alone
With this trance, on my own
And I just sustain, moving on in vain
Cause this glow, you and I Have come to know,
is a lie And I must move on

I can see past these fine lines that you stepped through
I can see through these glass eyes that led me on
I'm in this room, You're in that and you play hearts like instruments

Tell me the things that I need to keep my heart From breaking clean
Leave me with numbness and watch me lock
Myself in a disbelief
Where does this movement come from,
I'm holding on so desperately
This love is so intricate it leaves me taking

The usual applause was heard and a few whistles and shouts. Dean turned to the cauldron.

"Not necessary Dean," Dumbledore said, "We'll have an intermission at this time."

Dean nodded and jumped off the stage and went back to his seat among his friends.

"Pretty interesting day," Harry said as he stretched.

Hermoine nodded, "Who knew 'Enchanted Karaoke' would be so full of emotion!"

Ron also nodded, "We're learning so much about everyone, we're practically looking into their soul, that's why I'm afraid to go up!"

"Don't sweat it Ron," Harry said, "It wasn't that bad was it Moine?"

Hermoine shook her head, "Not really."

Ron just nodded, he knew he would probably end up hurting someone with the song that would be chosen for him.

Draco across the room sneered at his two friends, "Don't look at my girlfriend Goyle!" he ordered. Goyle nodded, how did Draco know the song was for Pansy? "And Crabbe, you don't have a chance with Cho so forget it!" Draco demanded causing Crabbe to wince slightly.

"Draco Baby!" Pansy's sing-song voice rang out, "I'm back."

"Hey babe," Draco said slinging an arm around her and smirking at Goyle. Goyle kicked the ground then turned and walked away.

"Seat's everyone, we're about to start again!" Dumbledore boomed.

Everyone hurried to their seats so that the show could continue.

Dumbledore chose the next name from the cauldron, "Ronald Weasly!"

Ron stood up nervously and made his way to the stage. 'What song will I get?!' he asked himself. He grasped the mic and began to sing.

I can see you stepping to me just by the look in your eyes
You think that I can't be who I am if I don't live out your life
But that's alright

'Cause I know who I am underneath it all
And I'm gonna be who I am through it all

Harry winced. Ron was staring straight at him as he sung. He looked hurt and fulfilled in one look. As if he'd finally revealed his deepest darkest secret to someone who could help. Harry felt tears brimming at his eyes, threatening to fall and trail down his whitened face.

I can see you talking to me, but I can't hear what you say
And all the words coming outta your mouth have got me moving away
But that's okay
But I won't walk away
from the Place that I need to stay

Cause I know who I am underneath it all
And I'm gonna be who I am through it all

I don't wanna be like you,
I don't wanna be like me
I wanna be like I Am
The One that made me, me

Cause I know who I am underneath it all
And I'm gonna be who I am through it all

Cause I know who I am underneath it all
And I'm gonna be who I am through it all

Ron's face turned to match his hair. He whispered a quick thank you into the mic and stepped to the cauldron full of names, "Next will be," He unfolded the paper, "Parvati," with that he hurried off stage handing it over to Pavarti.