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The lyrics below are from " Whisper " by Evanescence

I'm frightened by what I see
But somehow I know
That there's much more to come
Immobilized by my fear
And soon to be
Blinded by tears
I can stop the pain
If I will it all away

The first week of classes flew by much faster then Harry had expected it would. Before he knew it, the weekend was upon them and he, Ron and Hermione, were stretched out across the lawn enjoying the last part of the summer warmth before winter came. Their muggle clothes were light and airy and the lush grass underneath them felt good against their bare legs and arms. Hermione sighed softly, picking at the dandelions that were in reach.

" What's the matter? " Harry asked

" Nothng. Just thinking. " she replied.

" About? "

" Well, do you really think that it was a good idea to host American students? I mean everyone has been so distracted because of it. " Hermione said softly.

" It's just because they're a novelty right now. " Ron said. " It'll wear off by next week and we'll be in the same routine that we've always been in. "

" I suppose so. " Hermione said, picking a dandelion apart. " It's just strange I guess. Having students from another culture. "

" Maybe you should talk to them. You might learn something about their culture. " Harry quipped.

Hermione smiled at her friend. " Yeah maybe I should. "

Just as Harry was about to say something, music came blaring from the courtyard. It was muggle music that Harry recognized to be a band called Linkin Park. Curious, he stood and made his way to the court yard to see what was happening. He smiled at what he saw. The girl with purple streaks was standing on one of the stone benches, singing to the music while one of the boys she was friends with strummed along on a guitar. Harry leaned against a wall with his arms crossed, smiling faintly. Other Hogwarts students had gathered around to watch the girls performance. Harry observed her outfit, black tight flares with straps crossing in the back and a tight red tank top with a pentacle across it.She touched off the outfit with dark shades of makeup. Harry liked it, he liked how this girl moved, swaying back and forth provocatively in time with the beat. He smirked faintly and started concentrating on her voice. He had to admit to himself that she was good, very good. She had just the right tone for rock music. She was eating up the attention the students were giving her, as she played with a sixth years hair, teasing him. He blushed three different shades of red and she kissed his cheek before taking her place back on the bench, Harry couldn't help but laugh. She intrigued him far more then any other girl he'd met, not because she was American but because she had a mysterious and dark aura about her. One that Harry would gladly tap into, given the oppurtunity.

Serena caught sight of Harry watching her just as the last chord of her song was stuck and faded. She wondered how long he'd been watching her. She mocked thanks to her little group of fans and jumped off the bench, sauntering confidently towards where Harry was standing. She tried to appear more confident then what she was really feeling. Something about Harry made her nervous, almost giddy. She figured it was because every witch and wizard alive, or dead for that matter, knew who he was. She felt slightly insignificant to him. She knew her dream of fame with her band wouldn't compare to what his was. Still, she felt compelled to talk to him. She gave him a nice smile as she approached.

" Enjoy the show? " she asked, leaning on the wall with him.

" Very much so. " Harry replied, her voice had almost a purr to it and it sent little chills down Harry's spine.

" How exciting. Maybe I need to have a little chat with the Headmaster and see if he'll allow my band to play in the great hall one night. " Serena quipped.

" Maybe. "

There was a slight pause as the two teens took eachother in, their eyes not straying from the other.

" I'm H- "

" Harry Potter, I know. " she finised for him. " I'm Serena Skylar. "

" Pleasure " Harry smiled as she shook the girls hand. " So what's your bands name? "

" Reign In Ice " she replied, nonchalantly. " Don't ask where the name came from, we have no idea. "

Harry laughed softly. " It's interesting. You should talk to Dumbledore, he's pretty easy going. "

" Good. So what do you people do for fun around here? I mean when you're not in class. " Serena asked.

Harry shrugged. " We usually use the weekends to catch up on homework, or attempt to at least. Twice a month we go to Hogsmeade and spend time there. Otherwise, regular stuff. "

" How vivid. " Serena mused, with a slight sarcasm. " Looks like we need to liven things up a bit, don't we, Mr. Potter? "

" Excuse me? " Harry swallowed softly.

" I saw you watching me the first night at dinner. I assumed it was because you've never seen what a rocker looks like to this extreme. I was hoping to get this oppurtunity to talk to you. And yes, I was hitting on you just a minute ago. " Serena laughed softly as Harry blushed. He was so cute when he blushed and Serena was instantly hooked.

" Well that clears a few things up. " Harry smiled, reaching out and taking a light hold on a few of the girls purple locks. " You're school must be more leniant on dress code. "

" Oh yeah. We do live in America you know. " Serena nodded to her friends. " I'll have to introduce you to my band. The two girls over there are Kat and Leah. Leah is a bassist and Kat is one of my guitarists. Damien over there is my lead guitarist and Mickey is my drummer. That leaves me as the vocalist. "

Harry nodded in interest. " And you play a lot for people at home? "

" All the time. We hold concerts and promote our CD's to both muggles and the wizarding community. We've got a record lable waiting for us to graduate from school. We just had our first huge concert this summer. Opening for another muggle band, there were almost seven thousand people. "

Harry gave a low whistle. " How do you do it? Get on stage like that? "

" It's easy. I love to do it and that's what makes it easy. It's the most thrilling rush in the world to hear people cheer you on and scream your name. " Serena explained. " It's almost better then sex. "

Harry laughed, feeling his cheeks turn pink again. " Sounds fun. "

Serena nodded. " If Dumbledore lets us play here, will you come? "

" I wouldn't miss it. " Harry answered, smiling.

" Sweet. Then you'll be the first to know. I'd better get going. Want to meet here, say around seven? We have that midnight curfew thing tonight. I'll introduce you to my friends tomorrow. " she asked, smiling sweetly.

" Sure. " Harry smiled.

" Great. See you then. " Serena leaned over and kissed Harry's cheek lightly, letting her lips linger for just a second.

Harry shivered faintly, feeling Serena's breath against his flesh. It sent pleasant little chills down his spine and settled slightly in his lower region. She flashed him one more beautiful smile before jogging over to her friends, where she was immediately attacked by the two girls. Harry was in a slight daze as he rejoined Ron and Hermione on the grass.

" Well, what was all that about? " Hermione asked.

" Serena, the girl with the purple streaks, she's in a band. A rock band. " Harry mused as he laid back in the grass.

" Really? " Ron's eyebrow lifted in interest.

" Yeah. She's going to ask Dumbledore if they can play in the Great Hall. "

Hermione snorted. " Like he would allow that. "

" You never know. It is Dumbledore. " Ron retorted.

That was enough to shut Hermione up. All three of them new from years of experience that Dumbledore was a very fickle person and would sometimes go to the extreme when you least expected it. Harry kept it to himself about meeting with Serena that night. The last thing he wanted was for Hermione to try and disaude him and Ron to encourage him. It would only lead into an argument between the two and Harry was to light mooded to listen to it. He looked up to the clear sky and let his mind wander. He wondered exactly why Serena had suddenly been so keen to meet with him again. Surely it was of her own volition. Shaking his head, he stopped trying to over analyze it and fell into a light sleep while listening to Ron and Hermione drone on about something or other.