Disclaimer: I own nothing...I don't own harry, hermione, Draco...although I do wish that I owned Ron....::sigh:: Sorry, I'm obsessive...I especially don't own any of the characters based on my friends...I only own the character Kristine because, well...I'm Kristine...and this isn't mary-sue ish or whatever...I'm not perfect and neither is the written me...

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Marching Band, Harry Potter Style.

Chapter one

Kristine hated getting ready for practice. She always had. It gave her a knot in her stomach that was unexplainable, and that didn't go away until practice was almost halfway done. Today was no different. As she climbed into the car behind the steering wheel she realized that this would be the last time that she would have a first practice. It was the start of her senior year in marching band, and her first day as low brass section leader.

As she pulled into the parking lot of the high school she hoped that this year would be different from all her others. That this year things would change. She didn't know just how different, and weird, things were about to get.

Mr. Wyman, director of the Hicksville High School Marching Band, stood in the band office facing the section leaders. Matt was there as trumpet section leader, Bonnie was clarinet section leader, Allison was saxophone section leader, Kathleen flute section leader, Andrea pit section leader, Mike drum line section leader, Jess and Kristen colorguard section leaders, and Erika and Genesis were Drum majors. Kristine was low brass section leader.

Kristine had been the first to arrive. When she walked in Wyman had given her that goofy smile that he always gave her, it was pure Wyman. When everyone else was assembled Wyman made a few announcements and briefed them on the coming year.

" First off, as you will obviously see, I have asked our previous Color guard section leader, Kristen to come back for another year," he said, nodding towards the girl in the corner wearing a blue bandana tied around her short hair. "She is joined by Jess Petersen as co-captain. Secondly, You all know that we get new students every year, you were once a part of that group. I have here a list of your section members and their phone numbers and addresses," He said passing the appropriate list to each person.

" You will be the first people to know that we have some, er, 'exchange students' from England with us this year. They don't know how to play instruments yet so they will have to be taught."

" If they don't know how to play, then why did they join marching band?" Kristine inquired.

" Yeah, good question," asked Matt, a lanky junior, who appeared to have just come out of a stupor.

" Well, let me explain. This may seem a little hard to believe, but, they're wizards. Well actually three wizards and a witch but that's beside the point. They come from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, in Scotland. The father of one of the boys is an old friend of mine and asked me if they could possibly come and learn about muggle ways. I thought, what better way than to learn through marching band. He asked their headmaster and they are on there way right now, I believe."

" Yeah, right. Wizards don't exist," said Bonnie, as a large, resounding crack filled the room.

" Says you," said a tall redhead that had suddenly appeared before them. He spoke with a definate English accent.

Next to the boy were a black haired boy with striking green eyes, a blonde boy who observed the room dully, and a girl with rather bushy brown hair.

"May I introduce to you our new students. Harry Potter," said Wyman pointing to the boy with the black hair.

" Draco Malfoy," the blonde.

"Hermione Granger," the girl with the bushy hair.

" And Ron Weasley," the boy with the red hair, who had spoken.

" Pleased to meet you," said Ron, Harry, and Hermione in unison. Draco just regarded the room with faint disgust.

" I cannot believe Professor Dumbledore is making me do this. This or expulsion. I should have chosen expulsion as opposed to being forced to live with muggles," Draco remarked, the disgust he felt now obvious to everyone in the room.

" Where are were going to live, Professor?" said Hermione turning toward Wyman.

Jess scoffed at this. " Wyman isn't a professor. He's just Wyman."

Harry and Ron looked amused at Jess' remark, while Hermione looked horrified.

" You call your teachers by their last name? In front of them?"

" Come off it 'Mione. You know you've called Snape, Snape."

" Yes, but he wasn't around."

" There are some things you have to learn about being in America," Kristine said, trying to calm Hermione down. She did so while sneaking glances at Ron. She though he was rather cute. She had a 'thing' for red hair and freckles and his eyes were a perfectly gorgeous shade of blue.

Snapping out of her own stupor, Kristine thought she should start the introductions. Every one of her band mates, besides Jess, were frozen, staring blankly at the four teenagers that had simply appeared in front of them without explaination.

" I'm Kristine, low brass section leader," she said extending her hand out to Ron. His hand felt wonderfully warm to her. Next she held out her hand to Harry and Hermione. When she went to Draco he simple looked at it and scoffed.

Kristine could see that it might take some time to get Draco to acquaint himself to everyone. She felt that he would eventually come around. She wasn't going to push him.

Eventually everyone introduced themselves. Wyman then picked up his band roster and looked it over, checking to see which section each of the four would be in.

" Harry will be in Percussion. I haven't decided whether he will be marching or in pit yet. Draco will play trumpet. Hermione shall do guard. And last but not least, Ron will play baritone. That means he's in the low brass."

Kristine felt her heart skip a beat. ::Yes,:: she thought.

"Since none of our new students know how to play instruments, it is up to their section leaders to teach them. While the rest of the band is on the football field marching, Jess, Kristen, Matt, Andrea, Mike and Kristine shall will remain indoors to teach their new students the basics of their craft. Kristine, you take Ron into the little theater, Jess and Kristen take Hermione to the girls gym. Matt, you take Draco to the orchestra room and Andrea and Mike take Harry into the band room."

" Mr. Wyman, Draco and Ron don't have instruments," Kristine stated.

Wyman carefully pulled a long thin piece of wood out of his desk drawer. Kristine realized it was a wand almost immediately. He conjured a baritone and a trumpet and handed them, in their cases, to Ron and Draco. Jess, Bonnie, and the rest of the section leaders stood dumbfounded by what they had just seen.

" You're a wizard," squeaked Bonnie.

" Oh, ummm…must have forgotten to mention that. Whoops. Everyone who doesn't have a wizard or witch to train, please call your section onto the field and join them out there. Everyone who does have a wizard or witch to train go where I told you. NOW!" he said.

Everyone left the music suite, lest they fall victim to Wymans wrath, however laughable that was. Even Draco reluctantly followed Matt into the orchestra room, trumpet in hand.