Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter... no witty remark about it this time. The song used in this chapter was actually written by me and Kaitlin.
Chapter 8: Friday Fun
"CRAP!!" said Dyani. It was a week before the Valentines dance and the Psychotic Pineapples were in the Chamber of the Cerf's Room of Requirement (now known as the practice room) practicing.
"What?" said Kathrin, who had stopped singing.
The other three band members stopped as well.
"I broke another drumstick," she replied, holding up a drumstick. The top half was barely hanging on, much like Nearly Headless Nick's head.
"That's the sixth one you've broken today!" said Elle.
"God, Dyani. We've only been practicing for an hour," said Raven. "Speaking of which, let's take a break." She then put down the bright orange bass guitar that the room had provided.
Dyani threw the drumstick into the pile of other snapped drumsticks that was growing in the corner of the room. She moved her stool over to where her band mates were, grabbed a piece of chicken off of the table and looked at Kathrin.
"What?" said Kathrin, as she reached for a sandwich.
"So- what was your answer to Draco?"
"How in the hell did you know he asked me to the dance?!" asked Kathrin, looking rather shocked.
"It's a twin thing- when he or I get really nervous about something, the one who's nervous share's their dreams with the other. He was dreaming about you a lot last night, so I figured he was going to ask you to the dance."
"Well, Kathrin? What did you say?" asked Elle, looking excited about the whole idea of her cousin and best friend dating.
"Of course I said yes, you guys know how much I like him," Kathrin replied. "Now- about that dream thing—do you think Harry and I have it too?"
"It depends—we didn't used to share dreams until our dad went to Azkaban, then we became really close."
"If he went there, when did he come back?"
"Two weeks before term started. But anyways- how close are you and Harry?"
"Oh—not very. See—you and Draco live together. Besides, Harry gets on my nerves a lot."
"Well then, you probably don't share dreams—you have to be really close apparently." Dyani grabbed a broken drumstick out of the pile and shook it. "Draco's gonna be dreaming about playing in a concert being surrounded by hearts and pineapples tonight—that I can assure you."
All of the Pineapples laughed.
Three hours and 7 more drumsticks later, they were finally done practicing.
It was the day before the Valentines Dance and all five Pineapples had been excused from classes for the entire day. They were once again in the Practice Room practicing for their performance—only they weren't practicing. They were eating breakfast and chatting at the moment.
The teachers had been pestering them, wanting to know where they had been practicing. The girls would merely reply with "secret." They had even sent Filch to follow them—only for him to watch them walk through the solid brick wall. Filch then brought this back to the teachers and—of course—they believed him and dropped the issue.
"So—" Raven began, "Dyani—who're you going to the dance with?"
"I've already told you, I'm not telling," she replied.
"I bet Draco knows," Kathrin said, "you know—the whole twin dream thing."
"Not possible—I wasn't nervous about it, it's guys ask the girls, remember. But, he does know—and he swore not to tell anyone."
"How does he know and not us?!" said Devi, who had moved from eating toast to tuning her bright orange guitar. "Tell us!!"
"If I told you, it'd kill the whole surprise," she answered and smiled like Draco does.
"Stop smiling like that!!" said Kathrin. "You look to much like Draco when you do—it's creeping me out!"
"Uh Kat—I can't really help that—you see there's this thing, it's called being twins."
"You aren't completely identical."
"Almost. My hair is darker and so are my eyes... not to mention I look like a girl and not like a boy."
"well, we'd better get started—I think we should practice till lunch, then go to the great hall and eat. They we have to come back and take the equipment to the stage in the North Garden for the dance tomorrow," said Devi.
"Oooo... can we play a funner song—I know we wont play it at the concert but—please, can we?" pleaded Dyani.
"What song?" asked Raven, who had picked up the bass once more.
Dyani looked at Kathrin and they both instantly said at once: "BILLY LOVES CHUCK!!!!!!"
"Oh, God," said Devi as she rolled her eyes. "Fine—but I'm not singing it."
"You don't sing anyways," said Dyani as she plopped down behind the yellow and orange drum kit.
"Oh yes- it's the only song you actually sing in. Hehehe."
"It's also the only song that only Kathrin and I wrote."
"Which is exactly why there's only one," said Elle, who had her yellow guitar in her hands.
"It's a grood song!" said Kathrin as she picked up her green guitar.
"How come your guitar gets to be green?" asked Raven.
"Lead singer—top of the pineapple—duh!"
"Sure... Dyani, start it off please, so we can move on to other songs," said Devi.
Dyani then started off a song that had an awesome beat—but when it came to the lyrics, some people—other than close friends—would wonder what the hell they were singing about. And then came the chorus:
(Dyani is saying 'chickum' over and over in the background)
Billy loves Chuck
Billy loves Chuck
Chuck loves Billy and
Billy loves Chuck (end chickum's)
(Kathrin and Dyani together)BILL—Y LO—VES CHUCK!!!!!!!
Before the song was completely over, all five girls were laughing hysterically and could barely use their instruments. They continued to "rock-out" ((lool... I feel like I'm saying "Wud up dawg?" or "schizzle muh nizzle" lool)) until they heard the bell ring signaling lunch time for all of the Hogwarts students.
The girls met up with Jett, Draco, Elijah, Crabbe, and Goyle in front of the Great Hall. They were just about to head inside when—none other than Pansy Parkinson strolled up with her posse of overly bubbly idiots.
"Oh! Hi Draco!!" she said—rather loudly.
Draco stared at her.
"Do you have anything to ask me?"
"N—" Kathrin was cut off by Draco.
"Yes, actually, I do—could you and your pals move? You're holding up traffic and—well—you see—Crabbe and Goyle are going to starve if we don't get them inside. And well—"
Pansy and her followers stormed off and sat down at the Slytherin table.
"Nice one!" said Dyani.
"What do you mean?"
"Getting out of having to tell Pansy that you're going with Kathrin—brilliant!"
"How—where—Kathrin? Did you tell her?" Draco asked, looking puzzled.
"No. I kept my promise," she responded.
"You shouldn't have been so nervous about asking her—you're dream a week ago was waay far-fetched. I highly doubt she would have jumped off—"
"—Shh!! I don't want the whole world knowing that dream!" Draco cut her off.
Dyani giggled and said something about blackmail.
The group went and ate lunch, then the boys departed for Potions and the girls went to get their stuff. They set up for their performance and finished helping the rest of the decorating committee decorate for the dance. Kathrin preferred to play practical jokes on Pansy as she tried to set the tables. Things like tipping chairs over, squishing the napkins, and as the girls departed for their dorms, Dyani could hear Kathrin mutter "Funundus" under her breath as Pansy went one way and the rest of the girls went the other.
"Can't wait to see the look on Pansy's face when she looks in the mirror tomorrow," said Kathrin before clicking off the light by her bed.