Sorry this update has taken so long. I've had a bit of writers block. I meant to update sooner but this chapter wasn't finished. I've had a few more reviews so I think I'll get on to responding to those now...like I always do. I love my reviewers, well most of them. I'll get to that later.

Princess-Meg1415: Awww no freshman initiations?...Yea we didn't have any real ones either. The guys did but not the girls....at least not that I know of. I was too busy in my room writing while everyone else was in the hallway doing goodness knows what.

Reynolds: WHOOPS!! Big whoops!!!....Well its all fixed now. I made it humor/general. LOL...I will keep writing though.

Jenna: Yeah I do play baritone. I love it. Low brass doesn't get enough credit does it?...Must try to fix that....

Eb1981: Hmmmm....what to say to you?.....Well lets see. If you don't like what I'm writing about DON"T READ IT!!! Its not that hard of a concept to grasp. It's a fanfiction for cripes sake. IT DOESN"T HAV E TO FIT IN EXACTLY WITH THE BOOKS!!! IT IS NOT A PARODY OF THE STUPID PLOTS ON ! I DO NOT WRITE PARODY AND IF YOU"RE SAYING THAT MY STORY HAS A STUPID PLOT THAT OFFENDS ME! But you know what. I'll just ignore it, because I'm better than that. When I leave a review I write about the good qualities of a story, I do not insult the author or their writing. So here's my motto for reading fanfiction. IF YOU DON"T LIKE IT DON"T READ IT! ( I wouldn't read a R/HR FF because I don't ship R/HR. You don't like my story don't read any more.) That goes for anyone who plans on writing a review like the one eb1981 gave me.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything. I wish I owned Ron but I don't. I wouldn't want to own my band mates.

Marching Band Harry Potter Style

Chapter 8

Kristine awoke just as the bus turned onto Broadway. Passing the mall she was reminded that she wanted to invite her friends to go bowling the next day. What she didn't yet know was whether she wanted to go regular bowling or midnight bowling. Frankly, she thought she did better during regular bowling. She'd take a vote though.

When she got off the bus, Kristine got her luggage and then gathered Shannon, Jess, Ron, Harry, Draco, and Hermione.

"Who's up for bowling tomorrow?" she asked.

"I am," was the general chorus, with a "What's that?" from Draco and Ron.

"You'll see. Now, midnight bowling or just regular bowling?"

"Midnight," said Jess and Shannon in unison.

"Okay. I guess that's settled then. I'll call you guys later. Ron, Harry, Mione, Draco, I'll drive you guys there. Jess, Shannon, I need to talk to you."

"What's up?" inquired Jess, once they were apart from the group.

"Are we inviting Heller? For Hermione?" asked Kristine.

"I think we should," said Shannon.

"Yeah. She always looks kinda lonely, now that the guys are hanging out with us," stated Jess.

"Alrighty then. Can you call him, Jess? Tell him he has to come."

"Sure. I gotta go. See you guys tomorrow. Oh, what bowling alley are we going to?"

"East Meadow. I would drive you but I'm already picking up Hermione and the guys so I have no room."

"That's fine. Okay. Byes." Jess said as she departed to her mother's waiting car.

Kristine and Shannon picked up their luggage and threw it into Kristine's car. She drove Shannon home, then went home to go sleep in her own bed.

Kristine got an instant message from Jess at about 8 the next evening.

It said "Heller says he's coming. I gotta go. See you at 10:30."

:: Great:: Kristine thought as she put up her away message. It read," Going midnight bowling with Shannon, Jess, Ron, Harry, Draco, Hermione and Heller. Leave one and I'll get back to you ( unless I'm too busy making out with Ron)"

Kristine got up from the computer and went to go get ready, She was glad Wyman had given them the next few days off. This would give the band a chance to recuperate from the past few days.

She showered, then threw on a pair of worn old jeans, her sneakers, and a black t-shirt that she had stenciled a heart on in blue fabric paint. She pulled her wet hair back into a ponytail and put on a layer of coffee scented lip gloss. A/N: Yummy! At 10 she grabbed her bowling equipment from her room, put it in the trunk of her car, and then started off for the address that Hermione had given her earlier that day on the phone. Hermione, Draco, Ron and Harry were staying together, chaperoned by someone from the band staff.

When Kristine pulled up to the house 5 minutes later she was surprised to find that the mailbox said Wyman. She shrugged as she walked up to the door and knocked. A tall, kind faced, blonde woman with glasses answered the door.

"Hi, Kristine. Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Draco are upstairs getting ready," said the woman, showing Kristine upstairs.

"Thanks, Mrs. Wyman," said Kristine A/N: Mrs. Wyman's great. I'd take her for a teacher over Wyman any day. But oh well. as she was led to a room that was neat, orderly and decorated in various shades of pink and purple. It was obviously Hermione's room. Mrs. Wyman went back downstairs.

"Hi, Hermione. You ready to hit the bowling alley?" Kristine said excitedly.

"Yeah. I'm ready, but you'd be very lucky if you got the 'men' out of that bathroom." Hermione pointed directly across the hall. "The three of them have been in there doing their hair or something for almost an hour."

"All three of them are in there?" Kristine asked, formulating a way to get them out quickly.

Hermione nodded.

Kristine knocked on the door and as she did she said, very loudly, "Draco, Harry, Stop making out with my boyfriend. It's my turn."

Immediately the door flew open. Draco, Harry, and Ron stood there looking positvely scandalized. Their jaws were almost to the floor.

"Finally, We thought you three had died in there. According to Hermione, you three've been in there for an hour. Come on. Grab your money and we'll get going."

1 minutes later they arrived at East Meadow Bowling Alley. Shannon, Jess and Chris were already waiting outside for the rest of the group. Shannon made the introductions.

"Chris Heller meet Hermione Granger, Harry Potter ( Jess' boyfriend), Ron Weasley ( Kristine's boyfriend) and Draco Malfoy ( My boyfriend). Hermione, Harry, Ron, Draco meet Chris Heller."

Everyone said hello and they walked inside to pay for 3 games each. Everyone who needed shoes also paid for those. Kristine was the only one who didn't need to rent so she went down to their lane while everyone else was getting their shoes. She started putting in their names.

By the time she was finished everyone else had gotten their shoes and were coming down to the lanes.

"If it's alright with everyone, I decided that maybe we could have a friendly girls versus boys competition."

"I'm game," said Jess.

Everyone else nodded in agreement.

"Great. Ron, I'll help you find a bowling ball," Kristine exclaimed.

When everyone had gotten a ball Kristine and Shannon ( who had been on the school's bowling team) demonstrated to Harry, Ron, Draco, and Hermione how to roll the ball.

Kristine went first and got 8 of the pins down. Ron went next. He got a gutter ball on his first try but then managed to get a spare. By the fifth frame the girls were in the lead by about 20 points. It was then that they decided to take a quick snack break. As Draco returned from the snack machine with chips a song came loudly over the P.A.

:: I got the magic stick, I know if I can hit once I can hit twice...::

Draco looked puzzled as he made his way back to the lane.

A/N:Once again I'm going to make this next part in script form to save time and typing

Shannon: What's wrong, honey?

Draco: This song. The singer's a wizard? He has a wand?

Everyone else, standing behind Draco, turn to face Shannon.

Shannon: Umm, Draco, I don't think that's the 'magic stick' he was talking about.

Draco: What else could he mean?

Everyone behind Draco tries to suppress laughs. Kristine and Jess have their hands over their mouths.

Shannon: What he meant was...um...well...Draco, did your parents ever give you 'the talk'?

Draco: What talk? A/N: Draco's parents were too busy to give him the all important 'talk'. WHAT? It's my story.

Kristine and Jess really struggle with not laughing. Harry, Ron, and Chris are visibly tearing from the effort of trying not to laugh. Draco looks very confused. Bowling is forgotten for the moment.

Shannon: You mean your parents never gave you the talk about how men and women are different?

Draco: There's a difference?

Harry, Ron, and Chris can't keep from laughing anymore. They fall to the floor laughing. Shannon stares at Draco in disbelief.

Shannon: Well, Draco, you see...um...guys have...um...guys have...oh well. I should just say it. Guys have dicks and girls don't. There. I said it.

Draco: Oh.

Draco shuts up immediately, looking very embarrassed. He waits in silence until it is his turn to bowl.

A/N: End the lovely scripty ness of this part of the chapter

At the end of their three games the girls were victorious. They had won two games out of three. The boys had kicked their butts in the second game though, betting them by a substantial amount of points.

Kristine was all set to drive Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Draco home when Shannon said that she would drive Draco home. The two got into Shannon's car and drove off. Kristine said goodbye to Jess and Heller and got into her car with Ron, Hermione, and Harry.

"I had a wicked time tonight," said Ron when they reached Wyman's house.

"It was great," agreed Harry and Hermione.

"Glad you guys enjoyed yourselves. See you Tuesday," replied Kristine. She kissed Ron goodnight, then drove back home to write about the day in her livejournal. This still didn't top the last time she had gone midnight bowling.

When she got back to her computer Kristine saw that Alycia had IM-ed her a few times. The messages read:

"Who's Ron?"

"Why are you making out with him?"

"Who are Draco, Harry, and Hermione?"

Kristine was too tired to respond just now. She typed up what had happened, including the little Draco moment, and then went to sleep.

Not my best chapter, I know. Oh well. Hope you liked it. Review please...only good things though...unless you have some constructive criticism. I don't appreciate reviews like one of the last ones I got.