Comments to my first reviewers on this story: First off thanx for taking the time to read it, and now for some comments...

elvencherry07 :She would have made a good flute but I thought it best to confuse the heck out of her. You can get a book to teach you how to play flute...you can't be taught how to spin from a book. And dumb line is fitting for our band...and yes, blatant self insertion...I wanted to just be with Ron, even in a story that I wrote...hehe...obsessed much?

Princess-Meg1415: I think that marching bands in general are all VERY similar...very screwed up...I want to make it more funny by adding something from one of my friends fics...have to go ask her first...Draco...simple reason why I made him a trumpet, no offense to you, many of the trumpets that I know are egotistical...the guys anyway...I thought it fit with his personality

Naomi Wiflath: I think band dorks speak their own language that is common among bands....

Shannow: I feel that I must add what you commented in your review to the story into the dialogue of my story...

I thought I might address the reasons why I put everyone in the section that I put them in...For 3 of them I have an actually reason, for the last person I just wanted to put someone in so I shoved them in that section...
Ron: Low brass seems to me to be the funny bone of my band...we all have some sense of humor, however warped it may be...Ron has a great sense of humor and I find him really funny...I made him play baritone because that's my instrument and I wanted to teach him to play....hehe I have an obsession
Draco: I put him in the trumpet section because the male trumpets I know tend to have a bit of an ego...Draco thinks he's better than everyone...
Hermione: I put her in the color guard for 2 reasons. One because if I had given her any other section she could have learned how to do it from a book and I really wanted to confuse her...and two because she reminds me of my friend Jess who is cast in my story as guard captain...that will come into play later
Harry: He's the one that I didn't have a real reason for...I put him there because I had to have someone in that section so that I could say " You mean Dumb line"...I really have no life...

Disclaimer: I own nothing...except the character Kristine because she's me...I wish I owned Ron...::sigh:: I especially don't own my friends...that would be mean....

Marching Band, Harry Potter Style

Chapter 3

"Alright, Section leaders, I suppose you should get together with your sections and have a little section bonding. And I think you should also tell your members of our little 'situation'," said Wyman when everyone was assembled on the football field behind the school.
"He just doesn't want to have to tell them himself," whispered Kristine to Jess. Jess nodded quietly.
The sections quietly separated, each following their section leaders to a different part of the field or bleachers. Kristine, Matt, Mike, Jess, and Kristen all agreed that they should tell their sections together about Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco.
"First, I think the veterans should introduce themselves. I'm Kristine, low brass section leader."
"Zack ," said a tall boy with brown hair. He had a look on his face as if he was always thinking of a joke to tell.
"Nina," said a thin girl with long brown hair and freckles.
"Steve," was a boy about the same height as Nina. In fact, He looked very much like her. Everyone could tell, without being told, that Nina and Steve were brother and sister.
"Mark, apparently isn't here right now. Oh well." Kristine said the last part in an undertone with evident sarcasm. She couldn't exactly help it. Mark had never been Kristine's favorite person in the band.
"Mike," said a tall boy with wavy brown hair. He had just a hint of an accent but it was definitely unplaceable.
"Grrr. George isn't here either...What is the matter with people? Missing practice isn't cool, especially the first practice." Kristine could tell this wasn't going to be a good first rehearsal, no matter how cute Ron was and how much she could stare at him.
From the low brass they moved on to the Trumpets.
"Matt, trumpet section leader."
"Laura," said a short tomboyish girl with brown hair.
" Brian," was a boy, slightly taller than Laura, with brown hair.
Next came the drum line, then the guard. For each section the section leader, then the rest of the vets introduced themselves to the new students. Then it was the new members turn. As each new member introduced themselves they said their name and grade, what instrument they played and some small piece of information about themselves. Finally only Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco remained. Kristine could sense that at least half of the people that surrounded her, legs crossed on the field, weren't going to believe what she had to tell them ( She had silently agreed with the rest of the section leaders that she should be the one to tell the students).
"Ummm...I don't know how to say this to you guys but...Harry, Draco, Ron and Hermione are well....they're Wizards and Witches," she said quickly while pointing to each of them as she stated their name.
Laura was the first to speak after Kristine said this.
"Yeah right." She said in a reasonable tone.
"Magic doesn't exist. It can't exist," remarked Steve.
"Harry, I think we should show them," said Hermione quietly so that only a few people could hear her. She pulled her wand out of her pocket and pointed it at the field which was overgrown and devoid of the lines necessary for the band to get their bearings. Hermione muttered words under her breath and as she did, the grass cut itself to a reasonable height for marching and the yard lines magically appeared.
Kristine could hear Ron mutter under his breath, "Show off."
Wyman called the band back together in the center of the field. Kristine spotted her best friend, Shannon standing with her fellow clarinets and walked over to her on the way to meet Wyman.
"Shannow," she called to the tall girl with dirty blonde hair and green eyes.
"Hey, who's the new trumpet player? He's cute," Shannon said, pointing to Draco.
"Oy, Not another blue eyed, blonde haired bad guy," Kristine said with mock exasperation.
"Shut up. What's his name? And how do you know he's a bad guy?"
"Draco Malfoy. And I know he's a bad guy because he hates everyone that isn't a pure blood wizard like him."
"Pardon? A wizard? I'm confused," replied Shannon.
"Bonnie didn't explain that to you? Wyman is going to keel her. Lets see if I can explain this in a way that won't freak you out. Umm. The new snare drummer, Harry, the new guardie, Hermione, and my new baritone, Ron, are all wizards and witches, along with your boyfriend over there. Be warned. He doesn't want to be here at all. He's being sulky."
"That's so cool. I always wondered if Witches and Wizards were real."
"Can I tell you a secret later? Its really cool."
"Yeah sure but why can't you just tell me here?"
"Someone might overhear. Besides if we keep talking-"
Kristine was cut off by a cold stare from the Director. "Wyman will be very pissed," she finished in a whisper.
"Apparently some of your section leaders did not inform you as to what is going on with our new members from England," he shot a cold stare in Bonnie's direction. "I will therefore be the one to tell you that several of our new members are from the wizarding world. Harry, Ron and Draco are wizards, while Hermione is a witch. I know this may be a little hard to believe, but I myself am a wizard. I attended a small wizarding school farther out on the island. They had a marching band there. Yada yada yada...now I'm director here..."
When Wyman finished speaking, Kristine heard a snort of laughter come from beside her. It was Shannon.
"Wyman ::tears:: a ::chokes with laughter:: wizard ::deep breath:: ::more laughing::" Shannon was visibly tearing at this revelation.
Wyman shot her a stern, cold stare in an attempt to silence her but that didn't stop Shannon from bursting into more fits of laughter. In fact, many of the older students seemed to find this very funny as well. The freshmen and other rookies just stood there, gaze shifting from their teacher to Shannon, with a mixture of fear and awe on their faces.
Wyman finally spoke again, this time to put a silencing charm on the laughing girl.
"Now then. Since Shannon is a bit more quiet, we will move on to basic marching. For that, I will turn rehearsal over to Bill, our visual and co-colorguard instructor."
Bill was a friendly looking man in hi late 20s or early thirties. He had spiky dirty blonde hair and blue eyes.
"Hi, guys," he said with a large, white smile spread across his face. "We're going to learn how to walk today."
"We already know how to walk," stated a freshman girl in the back of the group that stood gathered in the center of the football field.
"Well, I'm going to re-teach you," said Bill, a manic grin replacing the friendly smile that had been there only moments before.

How will Harry, Draco, Hermione and Ron react to marching? Well you will just have to wait to find out now won't you...pity really. I'll give you a hint of what's to come though...Someone gets stuck with the full body bind on them...I'm NOT TELLING!!! Besides, they haven't been introduced into the story yet...