A Travel Through Time: NSYNC
Hey. A few questions answered:
IN THE FIRST CHAPTER YOU MENTIONED THAT THE GRYFFINDORS HAD DADA WITH THE RAVENCLAWS, BUT SNAPE MADE A DEBUT WITH THE GRYFFINDORS LESSONS. WHY?
Ok. That was just my miss. I forgot. I just had to add ickly Sevvie poo, you know. Well, let's just say that since Professor McGonagall was Obliviated, she made another schedule for Harry, and it changed. Ok?
Well, enjoy!
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James landed with a crash besides Harry.
"Where are we?" James grunted, picking himself up from the ground.
Harry was dusting himself. "Hogwarts. Let's get going. We've got breakfast."
James was about to open his mouth to state that it probably wasn't a good idea to just barge into the Great Hall when everyone probably thought they were dead like they were just coming back from a vacation, when Harry threw open the door to the Great Hall.
"-Died nobly, staying at the light side, fighting against them." Dumbledore was announcing.
Who had died? James wondered. Harry stated his question for him.
"Who died?"
The whole room froze, silence enveloping the usually cheerful hall. You could have heard a pin drop.
Suddenly, there were screams and screeches and before James knew, hexes and charms were flying towards him.
James tried to run, but Harry held tight to him. To his surprise, the charms all rocketed off sideways when they were a few feet away from them.
The charms abruptly stopped, but the silence was still heavy. Finally, Harry held out his hand and said, "Peace, dude."
-That- caused a major uproar.
"HE'S A DEATHEATER!"
"HELP! PHANTOMS!"
"SOMEONE OPEN THE WINDOW AND LET THE GHOST OUT!"
"I WANT MY MOMMY!"
James and Harry both sweat dropped.
Simon, however, walked up to Harry and put his hands on his hips with a cross look on his face. "Harry, why didn't you take me with you? Now I suppose you finished the Disco Ball already . . ."
James jaws dropped. Disco ball? They were planning to have a Disco Ball with the deatheaters? They were -insane-.
"Sorry, Simon, had to go quick, you know, 'cause I'm still new to this business here, and James here would have been really scared. You know those deatheaters. They were tying him up, for god's sake! They have got to treat minors more gently." Harry grumbled.
Simon looked shocked. "Really? They've gotten rough-"
"Ahem."
The three turned around to face Dumbledore and McGonagall. Simon gave them an innocent grin and said, "Yes, sir?"
"Will you please fill us in about the kidnap?"
"Oh," Harry said dumbly. "Sure. Let's go to my office first, though, and get some tea for Mr. Potter."
They both nodded, and motioned the other staff members to come.
After they all settled in Harry's cool looking office (which James hated to admit, with all the sneakascopes and funny looking mirrors along with beasts he'd never seen before) and got a tea or brandy and a cookie each, Harry crossed his legs and said, "Where should I begin?"
"Aw . . . What did you do this time, without your godfather, Harry? Have a Disco ball, right?" Simon said scornfully.
"Nah, I saved that for next time. We had a baseball match today, though." Harry informed him.
Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Please begin from the beginning, Harry."
A screen appeared on the wall. "Watch up, peoples." Harry said, twirling his wand. There was a remote control in his hand, and he pressed the play button.
First, it showed the scene where two deatheaters were walking upon them with their wands drawn. (Harry had cleverly erased the scene where James was blaming Harry on being a deatheater) Then, the part where a baseball stadium had appeared.
An awed McGonagall turned to him and asked him, "How did you do that?"
"Who's Matsui and Yankee?" the potion professor, Professor Colbert asked Harry.
Harry smirked. "My little secret. What's the fun knowing, anyway? Oh, and Matsui is a famous muggle baseball player, and the Yankees is a baseball team." Harry informed Colbert.
He only looked more confused. "Baseball?"
"Just watch, you'll get the hang."
Suddenly, the scene appeared where Harry had thrown the deatheaters out (resulting in many gasps) and the homerun ball smacking them right in the face.
Simon was laughing so hard; he had tears running down his face. "Harry- that's totally awesome! I so wish you invited me! I know it was a good idea to teach you wrestling, too."
McGonagall, however, looked disapproving. "There were muggles, Mr. Potter."
Harry shrugged. "I didn't use magic, you know. I just worked out my physical strength."
Simon snickered.
"Oh- look! The stadium disappeared!" The muggle studies teacher Melanie cried.
All heads craned towards the screen. "How-?"
Harry simply snickered.
Simon shook his head. "Seriously, that was one of the less funny ones. I still remember the first time I got kidnapped with Harry-"
"What happened?" James asked eagerly.
Simon grinned. "I'll tell you guys the whole story, then. Harry, you can go."
Harry glared. "Ha ha, very funny. Well, I'll go, if you want me to." Huffing, Harry left the room.
"Well, listen up, everyone. It all started when I was with the Weasley's during summer vacation."
***
It was a normal day. All the Weasley's plus Harry and Sirius were playing Quidditch outside.
That was, until Harry was about to catch the Snitch. Unfortunately, he lost his balance when trying to catch the Snitch, and was dangling on the broom, reaching out for the Snitch.
Sirius immediately flew towards Harry, along with Ron and Hermione. He caught Harry round the waist just as Harry caught the Snitch. Ron and Hermione, surprised at Sirius' abrupt stop, crashed into Sirius.
Thus, resulting in them all getting transported to a dark cell.
"Ow, that must have been a damn portkey . . ." Sirius mumbled, rubbing his face.
Harry, however, looked rather excited. Sirius raised and eyebrow. Harry had always come back looking happy and cheerful after being kidnapped by Voldie. He had always wondered why.
"Dude, Harry, How can you be excited at a time like this?" Ron groaned.
"Were dead, Ron, Harry, Sirius. They've gotten us. I suppose they'll threaten us to spill the beans about the order by threatening to kill one of us." Hermione said dully.
Harry continued looking excited.
Suddenly, they heard faint footsteps. Ron groaned. "God help us." He muttered.
Hermione looked extremely pale.
Harry cackled and said, "Ickle Fritsies!" ("That later became a habit whenever Harry heard deatheaters headed his way when we were kidnapped." Sirius said.)
Hermione, Ron, and Sirius glared at Harry as if he were insane. "ARE YOU INSANE?"
Harry shrugged. "Don't worry. This will be fun."
He rubbed his hands together evilly. "What about having a drag concert?"
"HAVING A WHAT?" The three screeched at him.
"Oh, shit!" Ron cried, as the footsteps got closer.
"Quick, do something, Hermione! You're the brain here!" Ron said to Hermione, looking extremely panicky.
Hermione wrung her hands. "I-I can't! I don't even have a wand!"
"USE THE BRAIN YOU'RE SO FOND OF, HERMIONE!" Ron screamed/whispered.
Hermione burst into tears. "Why does everyone think I'm the one with the brain? You guys think I know everything- but I don't! I'm just human, like everyone else!"
Ron gulped and looked at Sirius. "What did I do?"
Sirius sighed. "It's probably the stress. You know, how she's weighed down with all those homework from extra subjects, and planning. I think this whole kidnap thing just cut the line."
"HARRY! You're the one with the experience. Can you-?"
Sirius stopped. Harry was crouching in the far corner, doing something.
"Harry, what are you doing-"
Just then, the Deatheaters came. "Well well well, it seems like our Harry Potter brought some guests with him. It'll make if more fun, though, I dare say. Now wears our special guest Harry Potter-?"
BOOM
A huge blast of wind swept through them, causing them to crouch down and grab the bars.
"HARRY! WHAT ON EARTH DID YOU DO?" Sirius screamed, clinging on to the bars.
"HELP!" The deatheaters screamed, trying in vain to chase after their wands, but failed utterly as they were blown away from their wands.
"I'm sorry! I swear, I didn't mean to do it! I just pressed the button I thought would put on the music!"
"WHO'S LISTENING TO MUSIC WHEN WERE IN A CELL STUCK WITH DEATHEATERS?" Ron screamed at Harry, getting more blown towards the wall.
"HARRY! Stop it!" Hermione screeched.
"I-I can't!" Harry cried, throwing his hands in his air.
Hermione whipped out her wand from her robes. ("Where'd you get your wand back?" Ran asked.) "Finite!"
The wind abruptly stopped, leaving the four kids plus two deatheaters sitting dazedly on the floor.
Harry was the first to rise. "I don't know where I went wrong. I did everything the manual said! This boom box is totally messed up!"
Harry kicked the blue boom box. That wasn't a QUITE a good idea.
"BYE BYE BYE!" N'SYNC music blasted out of the boom box at maximum volume.
Everyone covered his or her ears. "TURN IT DOWN!" Sirius screamed, pointing at the boom box.
"IT WORKED! Wait- where's the volume control?"
Ron groaned and sunk to the ground. "Harry! Do something! My ears are going to fall out!"
"I can't! I forgot to install the volume control!"
"WHO IN THE RIGHT MIND WOULD FORGET TO ADD THE -VOLUME- CONTROL?" Sirius screeched at him.
The deatheaters were moaning beside them, squirming at the loud music.
"-I DON'T WANNA BE THE REASON FOR YOUR LOVE NO MORE-"
"TURN- IT- DOWN!"
"I can't! Help! Someone help!"
"Harry, this is -old-. When'd you get this CD?" Hermione asked, still covering her ears.
He smiled sheepishly, covering his ears as well. "It's the only one I've got besides Celebrity. And I forgot that CD at Ron's."
"JUST TURN THE DAMN THING OFF!"
"That's it! I have to -turn the music off-!" Harry clicked the red button and the music ended.
"Sheesh, why didn't you ever think of turning it off? And I thought you were smart." Ron grumbled, picking his ears.
Suddenly, there was a 'Petrificus Totalus!" Sirius fell to the floor in a full body bind.
"Oh my gosh! We forgot about the deatheaters!" Hermione cried.
"That's right, missy. You forgot the main people here. And you will do what I say, or there we will have to hurt more people then necessary." The deatheater sneered.
"Don't worry, Sirius, I'll save you!"
"BABY YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE!"
"HARRY! WHY THE HELL DID YOU TURN THAT THING ON AGAIN?" Ron screamed, clamping his ears again.
"Finite!" Hermione cried, pointing to Sirius, one hand clamped to her ear.
The first thing Sirius did was clamp his hands to his ear and groan.
"TURN- THAT- DARN- THING- OFF!" Sirius shrieked.
The music stopped, leaving them all gasping for air.
"Harry, you seriously need to install the volume control in there." Hermione advised, taking out a boom box manual from who-knows-where.
"I know, but I need to buy the properties for volume control at that muggle CD shop!"
ZAP!
"MY BEAUTIFUL BOOM BOX!" Harry screeched, running towards the charcoal black once blue boom box.
The deatheaters laughed. "Now that we got the box thingy out of the way, we can hurry up with our job. Master is not happy currently, I suppose." They took out their wands.
"MY BOOM BOX! MY BEAUTIFUL BOOM BOX!" Harry screamed hysterically, ignoring the deatheaters.
"Yo Potter, shut it or-"
"MY BOOM BOX!!!"
"Shut up!"
"MY BEAUTIFUL BEUATIFUL BEAUTIFUL BOOM BOX!"
"I SAID SHUT UP!"
"MY BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOX!!!!"
"SHUT IT!" All five yelled.
"If you want to listen to your dorky N'SYNC song so much, make them perform it!" Hermione snapped.
Harry froze, an evil smile forming on his lips. "That's a GREAT idea, Hermione! You have the most vivid imagination!"
Hermione paled. "Oh no, Harry, that was just a-"
"I'M BALD, I'M BALD!" screamed one of the deatheaters, running around.
"Where's my cloak?"
"I'm wearing MUGGLE clothing!"
Suddenly, the whole cell became dark. But just for a second.
"LET'S START THE PARTY!"
There was a disco ball on the ceiling, and the two deatheaters now turned into Justin Timberlake and JC Chasez were standing on a stage that hadn't been there a second ago.
"Thank god it's Friday night, and I just-"
"Just just just just. . ."
" . . . GOT PAID!"
Harry climbed on stage dressed as Lance Bass and grabbed the mike from the deatheater Justin.
"Just got paid, ("Just got paid")
Friday night, party hoppin',
Feelin' right.
Booty shakin' ("Booty shakin'"),
All around,
Pump the jam,
While I'm getting down-" Harry sang.
All the others simply gawked at him.
Suddenly, there was a loud BANG as Harry continued singing. About thirty deatheaters had entered, their wands drawn.
Sirius, Ron, and Hermione were shaking. Ran was silently praying under his breath as Hermione gave a small-strangled cry.
However, Harry continued singing.
"Check the mirror,
Lookin' fly,
Round up the posse,
Jump in my ride! Radio rocking,
Hottest jam, feel the rhythm,
Pump up the sound,
Feelin' so good!
Don't you know I'm just groovin' to the beat,
Groovin' yeah, groovin'!"
The deatheaters snarled and were about to curse Harry when Harry came down, snatched up two deatheaters, and took them up to the stage. The deatheaters struggled, but Harry had them on his command. Soon, they were dressed as Joey and Chris. Now, they were singing as well.
"Just got paid,
Friday night,
Party hoppin',
Feelin' right,
Booty shakin',
All around,
Pump that jam,
While I'm getting down!"
All five were taking turns singing to the gawking deatheaters and the horrified Gryffindors.
Suddenly, one of the deatheaters woke up from the dream state and yelled, "STUPEFY!" at Joey.
Joey immediately collapsed, but the four continued singing. (Harry singing the loudest, of course.) Finally, the song ended and Harry stepped up and bowed.
He looked up, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Well? Isn't everyone going to clap?"
There was dead silence.
"Hermione? Ron? Sirius?" he said uneasily.
Still dead silence.
"What did I do wrong? Should I sing another song?" Harry asked, bringing the mike up to his mouth.
"No, no! Don't sing!" Hermione cried panickingly.
"Petrificus Totalus!"
Sirius fell to the floor with an 'Oh shit not again' look on his face.
Hermione and Ron groaned as they were surrounded. When they took a quick look at Harry, deatheaters were charging at him.
"Don't worry, Sirius, I'll save you!" Harry cried.
"HERE IT COMES, MILLENIUM-"
The boom box that had been burnt down by the Justin and JC the deatheater had repaired itself (without the volume control, of course) and now was in the hands of Harry Potter, which was not a good thing.
All deatheaters dived to the ground covering their ears.
"YAH! BOOM BOX POWER!" Harry screeched, holding the boom box up in the air, wincing.
"SHUT THAT THING UP, HARRY!" Ron screamed at him.
"LET SIRIUS GO!"
"Finite!" Hermione screeched, pointing to Sirius.
Sirius got up, gasping, and produced some earplugs. After stuffing them in his ear, he crawled towards a corner and curled up.
Deatheaters were beginning to stagger up, still covering their ears.
"TURN THAT THING DOWN!"
"IF YOU WANNA FLY, COME AND TAKE A RIDE, TAKE A SPACE RIDE-"
"I SAID TURN THAT THING OFF!"
Silence.
"Ok . . . Thank you, Harry." Hermione muttered, picking herself up and dusting herself.
Suddenly, Harry gave a tired sigh. "I'm tired. Let's go home."
"We want to, too, but-"
All four disappeared as the deatheaters roared with fury.
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"So you see, I found out three things on that day- One, Harry has some weird obsession with N'SYNC. Two, Harry forgot to add the volume control on the boom box and is obsessed with it as much as he's obsessed with N'SYNC, meaning I'll never let Arthur buy Harry a muggle boom box again. And three, Harry can apparate and disapparate anywhere and has an incredible magic ability."
There was a long silence after Sirius told his story. All were in deep thought, wondering how Professor Granger's past had been.
James, however, had only one word on his mind:
Cool. Major cool. His DADA teacher was a N'SYNC fan and has an obsession with a boom box. Major cool. This was -awesome-. Wait until he told Sirius about this. He really wished he had enough magical ability to do that too. That story did explain him one thing, though; how he got out of the deatheaters. Professor Granger was SO cool.
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Yeah! Done! Well, wait patiently for the next chapter! *wink* Harry's obsession with boom boxes will come out again in the next chapter! Oh, and NEVER forget to review!
Hey. A few questions answered:
IN THE FIRST CHAPTER YOU MENTIONED THAT THE GRYFFINDORS HAD DADA WITH THE RAVENCLAWS, BUT SNAPE MADE A DEBUT WITH THE GRYFFINDORS LESSONS. WHY?
Ok. That was just my miss. I forgot. I just had to add ickly Sevvie poo, you know. Well, let's just say that since Professor McGonagall was Obliviated, she made another schedule for Harry, and it changed. Ok?
Well, enjoy!
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James landed with a crash besides Harry.
"Where are we?" James grunted, picking himself up from the ground.
Harry was dusting himself. "Hogwarts. Let's get going. We've got breakfast."
James was about to open his mouth to state that it probably wasn't a good idea to just barge into the Great Hall when everyone probably thought they were dead like they were just coming back from a vacation, when Harry threw open the door to the Great Hall.
"-Died nobly, staying at the light side, fighting against them." Dumbledore was announcing.
Who had died? James wondered. Harry stated his question for him.
"Who died?"
The whole room froze, silence enveloping the usually cheerful hall. You could have heard a pin drop.
Suddenly, there were screams and screeches and before James knew, hexes and charms were flying towards him.
James tried to run, but Harry held tight to him. To his surprise, the charms all rocketed off sideways when they were a few feet away from them.
The charms abruptly stopped, but the silence was still heavy. Finally, Harry held out his hand and said, "Peace, dude."
-That- caused a major uproar.
"HE'S A DEATHEATER!"
"HELP! PHANTOMS!"
"SOMEONE OPEN THE WINDOW AND LET THE GHOST OUT!"
"I WANT MY MOMMY!"
James and Harry both sweat dropped.
Simon, however, walked up to Harry and put his hands on his hips with a cross look on his face. "Harry, why didn't you take me with you? Now I suppose you finished the Disco Ball already . . ."
James jaws dropped. Disco ball? They were planning to have a Disco Ball with the deatheaters? They were -insane-.
"Sorry, Simon, had to go quick, you know, 'cause I'm still new to this business here, and James here would have been really scared. You know those deatheaters. They were tying him up, for god's sake! They have got to treat minors more gently." Harry grumbled.
Simon looked shocked. "Really? They've gotten rough-"
"Ahem."
The three turned around to face Dumbledore and McGonagall. Simon gave them an innocent grin and said, "Yes, sir?"
"Will you please fill us in about the kidnap?"
"Oh," Harry said dumbly. "Sure. Let's go to my office first, though, and get some tea for Mr. Potter."
They both nodded, and motioned the other staff members to come.
After they all settled in Harry's cool looking office (which James hated to admit, with all the sneakascopes and funny looking mirrors along with beasts he'd never seen before) and got a tea or brandy and a cookie each, Harry crossed his legs and said, "Where should I begin?"
"Aw . . . What did you do this time, without your godfather, Harry? Have a Disco ball, right?" Simon said scornfully.
"Nah, I saved that for next time. We had a baseball match today, though." Harry informed him.
Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Please begin from the beginning, Harry."
A screen appeared on the wall. "Watch up, peoples." Harry said, twirling his wand. There was a remote control in his hand, and he pressed the play button.
First, it showed the scene where two deatheaters were walking upon them with their wands drawn. (Harry had cleverly erased the scene where James was blaming Harry on being a deatheater) Then, the part where a baseball stadium had appeared.
An awed McGonagall turned to him and asked him, "How did you do that?"
"Who's Matsui and Yankee?" the potion professor, Professor Colbert asked Harry.
Harry smirked. "My little secret. What's the fun knowing, anyway? Oh, and Matsui is a famous muggle baseball player, and the Yankees is a baseball team." Harry informed Colbert.
He only looked more confused. "Baseball?"
"Just watch, you'll get the hang."
Suddenly, the scene appeared where Harry had thrown the deatheaters out (resulting in many gasps) and the homerun ball smacking them right in the face.
Simon was laughing so hard; he had tears running down his face. "Harry- that's totally awesome! I so wish you invited me! I know it was a good idea to teach you wrestling, too."
McGonagall, however, looked disapproving. "There were muggles, Mr. Potter."
Harry shrugged. "I didn't use magic, you know. I just worked out my physical strength."
Simon snickered.
"Oh- look! The stadium disappeared!" The muggle studies teacher Melanie cried.
All heads craned towards the screen. "How-?"
Harry simply snickered.
Simon shook his head. "Seriously, that was one of the less funny ones. I still remember the first time I got kidnapped with Harry-"
"What happened?" James asked eagerly.
Simon grinned. "I'll tell you guys the whole story, then. Harry, you can go."
Harry glared. "Ha ha, very funny. Well, I'll go, if you want me to." Huffing, Harry left the room.
"Well, listen up, everyone. It all started when I was with the Weasley's during summer vacation."
***
It was a normal day. All the Weasley's plus Harry and Sirius were playing Quidditch outside.
That was, until Harry was about to catch the Snitch. Unfortunately, he lost his balance when trying to catch the Snitch, and was dangling on the broom, reaching out for the Snitch.
Sirius immediately flew towards Harry, along with Ron and Hermione. He caught Harry round the waist just as Harry caught the Snitch. Ron and Hermione, surprised at Sirius' abrupt stop, crashed into Sirius.
Thus, resulting in them all getting transported to a dark cell.
"Ow, that must have been a damn portkey . . ." Sirius mumbled, rubbing his face.
Harry, however, looked rather excited. Sirius raised and eyebrow. Harry had always come back looking happy and cheerful after being kidnapped by Voldie. He had always wondered why.
"Dude, Harry, How can you be excited at a time like this?" Ron groaned.
"Were dead, Ron, Harry, Sirius. They've gotten us. I suppose they'll threaten us to spill the beans about the order by threatening to kill one of us." Hermione said dully.
Harry continued looking excited.
Suddenly, they heard faint footsteps. Ron groaned. "God help us." He muttered.
Hermione looked extremely pale.
Harry cackled and said, "Ickle Fritsies!" ("That later became a habit whenever Harry heard deatheaters headed his way when we were kidnapped." Sirius said.)
Hermione, Ron, and Sirius glared at Harry as if he were insane. "ARE YOU INSANE?"
Harry shrugged. "Don't worry. This will be fun."
He rubbed his hands together evilly. "What about having a drag concert?"
"HAVING A WHAT?" The three screeched at him.
"Oh, shit!" Ron cried, as the footsteps got closer.
"Quick, do something, Hermione! You're the brain here!" Ron said to Hermione, looking extremely panicky.
Hermione wrung her hands. "I-I can't! I don't even have a wand!"
"USE THE BRAIN YOU'RE SO FOND OF, HERMIONE!" Ron screamed/whispered.
Hermione burst into tears. "Why does everyone think I'm the one with the brain? You guys think I know everything- but I don't! I'm just human, like everyone else!"
Ron gulped and looked at Sirius. "What did I do?"
Sirius sighed. "It's probably the stress. You know, how she's weighed down with all those homework from extra subjects, and planning. I think this whole kidnap thing just cut the line."
"HARRY! You're the one with the experience. Can you-?"
Sirius stopped. Harry was crouching in the far corner, doing something.
"Harry, what are you doing-"
Just then, the Deatheaters came. "Well well well, it seems like our Harry Potter brought some guests with him. It'll make if more fun, though, I dare say. Now wears our special guest Harry Potter-?"
BOOM
A huge blast of wind swept through them, causing them to crouch down and grab the bars.
"HARRY! WHAT ON EARTH DID YOU DO?" Sirius screamed, clinging on to the bars.
"HELP!" The deatheaters screamed, trying in vain to chase after their wands, but failed utterly as they were blown away from their wands.
"I'm sorry! I swear, I didn't mean to do it! I just pressed the button I thought would put on the music!"
"WHO'S LISTENING TO MUSIC WHEN WERE IN A CELL STUCK WITH DEATHEATERS?" Ron screamed at Harry, getting more blown towards the wall.
"HARRY! Stop it!" Hermione screeched.
"I-I can't!" Harry cried, throwing his hands in his air.
Hermione whipped out her wand from her robes. ("Where'd you get your wand back?" Ran asked.) "Finite!"
The wind abruptly stopped, leaving the four kids plus two deatheaters sitting dazedly on the floor.
Harry was the first to rise. "I don't know where I went wrong. I did everything the manual said! This boom box is totally messed up!"
Harry kicked the blue boom box. That wasn't a QUITE a good idea.
"BYE BYE BYE!" N'SYNC music blasted out of the boom box at maximum volume.
Everyone covered his or her ears. "TURN IT DOWN!" Sirius screamed, pointing at the boom box.
"IT WORKED! Wait- where's the volume control?"
Ron groaned and sunk to the ground. "Harry! Do something! My ears are going to fall out!"
"I can't! I forgot to install the volume control!"
"WHO IN THE RIGHT MIND WOULD FORGET TO ADD THE -VOLUME- CONTROL?" Sirius screeched at him.
The deatheaters were moaning beside them, squirming at the loud music.
"-I DON'T WANNA BE THE REASON FOR YOUR LOVE NO MORE-"
"TURN- IT- DOWN!"
"I can't! Help! Someone help!"
"Harry, this is -old-. When'd you get this CD?" Hermione asked, still covering her ears.
He smiled sheepishly, covering his ears as well. "It's the only one I've got besides Celebrity. And I forgot that CD at Ron's."
"JUST TURN THE DAMN THING OFF!"
"That's it! I have to -turn the music off-!" Harry clicked the red button and the music ended.
"Sheesh, why didn't you ever think of turning it off? And I thought you were smart." Ron grumbled, picking his ears.
Suddenly, there was a 'Petrificus Totalus!" Sirius fell to the floor in a full body bind.
"Oh my gosh! We forgot about the deatheaters!" Hermione cried.
"That's right, missy. You forgot the main people here. And you will do what I say, or there we will have to hurt more people then necessary." The deatheater sneered.
"Don't worry, Sirius, I'll save you!"
"BABY YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE!"
"HARRY! WHY THE HELL DID YOU TURN THAT THING ON AGAIN?" Ron screamed, clamping his ears again.
"Finite!" Hermione cried, pointing to Sirius, one hand clamped to her ear.
The first thing Sirius did was clamp his hands to his ear and groan.
"TURN- THAT- DARN- THING- OFF!" Sirius shrieked.
The music stopped, leaving them all gasping for air.
"Harry, you seriously need to install the volume control in there." Hermione advised, taking out a boom box manual from who-knows-where.
"I know, but I need to buy the properties for volume control at that muggle CD shop!"
ZAP!
"MY BEAUTIFUL BOOM BOX!" Harry screeched, running towards the charcoal black once blue boom box.
The deatheaters laughed. "Now that we got the box thingy out of the way, we can hurry up with our job. Master is not happy currently, I suppose." They took out their wands.
"MY BOOM BOX! MY BEAUTIFUL BOOM BOX!" Harry screamed hysterically, ignoring the deatheaters.
"Yo Potter, shut it or-"
"MY BOOM BOX!!!"
"Shut up!"
"MY BEAUTIFUL BEUATIFUL BEAUTIFUL BOOM BOX!"
"I SAID SHUT UP!"
"MY BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOX!!!!"
"SHUT IT!" All five yelled.
"If you want to listen to your dorky N'SYNC song so much, make them perform it!" Hermione snapped.
Harry froze, an evil smile forming on his lips. "That's a GREAT idea, Hermione! You have the most vivid imagination!"
Hermione paled. "Oh no, Harry, that was just a-"
"I'M BALD, I'M BALD!" screamed one of the deatheaters, running around.
"Where's my cloak?"
"I'm wearing MUGGLE clothing!"
Suddenly, the whole cell became dark. But just for a second.
"LET'S START THE PARTY!"
There was a disco ball on the ceiling, and the two deatheaters now turned into Justin Timberlake and JC Chasez were standing on a stage that hadn't been there a second ago.
"Thank god it's Friday night, and I just-"
"Just just just just. . ."
" . . . GOT PAID!"
Harry climbed on stage dressed as Lance Bass and grabbed the mike from the deatheater Justin.
"Just got paid, ("Just got paid")
Friday night, party hoppin',
Feelin' right.
Booty shakin' ("Booty shakin'"),
All around,
Pump the jam,
While I'm getting down-" Harry sang.
All the others simply gawked at him.
Suddenly, there was a loud BANG as Harry continued singing. About thirty deatheaters had entered, their wands drawn.
Sirius, Ron, and Hermione were shaking. Ran was silently praying under his breath as Hermione gave a small-strangled cry.
However, Harry continued singing.
"Check the mirror,
Lookin' fly,
Round up the posse,
Jump in my ride! Radio rocking,
Hottest jam, feel the rhythm,
Pump up the sound,
Feelin' so good!
Don't you know I'm just groovin' to the beat,
Groovin' yeah, groovin'!"
The deatheaters snarled and were about to curse Harry when Harry came down, snatched up two deatheaters, and took them up to the stage. The deatheaters struggled, but Harry had them on his command. Soon, they were dressed as Joey and Chris. Now, they were singing as well.
"Just got paid,
Friday night,
Party hoppin',
Feelin' right,
Booty shakin',
All around,
Pump that jam,
While I'm getting down!"
All five were taking turns singing to the gawking deatheaters and the horrified Gryffindors.
Suddenly, one of the deatheaters woke up from the dream state and yelled, "STUPEFY!" at Joey.
Joey immediately collapsed, but the four continued singing. (Harry singing the loudest, of course.) Finally, the song ended and Harry stepped up and bowed.
He looked up, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Well? Isn't everyone going to clap?"
There was dead silence.
"Hermione? Ron? Sirius?" he said uneasily.
Still dead silence.
"What did I do wrong? Should I sing another song?" Harry asked, bringing the mike up to his mouth.
"No, no! Don't sing!" Hermione cried panickingly.
"Petrificus Totalus!"
Sirius fell to the floor with an 'Oh shit not again' look on his face.
Hermione and Ron groaned as they were surrounded. When they took a quick look at Harry, deatheaters were charging at him.
"Don't worry, Sirius, I'll save you!" Harry cried.
"HERE IT COMES, MILLENIUM-"
The boom box that had been burnt down by the Justin and JC the deatheater had repaired itself (without the volume control, of course) and now was in the hands of Harry Potter, which was not a good thing.
All deatheaters dived to the ground covering their ears.
"YAH! BOOM BOX POWER!" Harry screeched, holding the boom box up in the air, wincing.
"SHUT THAT THING UP, HARRY!" Ron screamed at him.
"LET SIRIUS GO!"
"Finite!" Hermione screeched, pointing to Sirius.
Sirius got up, gasping, and produced some earplugs. After stuffing them in his ear, he crawled towards a corner and curled up.
Deatheaters were beginning to stagger up, still covering their ears.
"TURN THAT THING DOWN!"
"IF YOU WANNA FLY, COME AND TAKE A RIDE, TAKE A SPACE RIDE-"
"I SAID TURN THAT THING OFF!"
Silence.
"Ok . . . Thank you, Harry." Hermione muttered, picking herself up and dusting herself.
Suddenly, Harry gave a tired sigh. "I'm tired. Let's go home."
"We want to, too, but-"
All four disappeared as the deatheaters roared with fury.
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"So you see, I found out three things on that day- One, Harry has some weird obsession with N'SYNC. Two, Harry forgot to add the volume control on the boom box and is obsessed with it as much as he's obsessed with N'SYNC, meaning I'll never let Arthur buy Harry a muggle boom box again. And three, Harry can apparate and disapparate anywhere and has an incredible magic ability."
There was a long silence after Sirius told his story. All were in deep thought, wondering how Professor Granger's past had been.
James, however, had only one word on his mind:
Cool. Major cool. His DADA teacher was a N'SYNC fan and has an obsession with a boom box. Major cool. This was -awesome-. Wait until he told Sirius about this. He really wished he had enough magical ability to do that too. That story did explain him one thing, though; how he got out of the deatheaters. Professor Granger was SO cool.
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Yeah! Done! Well, wait patiently for the next chapter! *wink* Harry's obsession with boom boxes will come out again in the next chapter! Oh, and NEVER forget to review!