Redrayne: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the lyrics used in this. Enjoy!!!!!
The devil went down to Georgia
He was lookin' for a soul to steal
He was in a bind
Cuz he was way behind
And he was willin to make a deal
When he came across this young man sawin on a fiddle and playing it hot
And the devil jumped up on a hickory stump and said boy let me tell you what
I guess you didn't know it but I'm a fiddle player too
And if you'd care to take a dare
I'll make a bet with you
Now you play a pretty good fiddle boy but give the devil his due
I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul
Cuz I think I'm better'n'you
The boy said my names Johnny and it might be a sin
But I'll take your bet you're gonna regret
Cuz I'm the best there's ever been
Johnny rawsin up your boy and play your fiddle hard
Cuz hells broke lose in Georgia and the devil deals it hard
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold
But if you lose the devil gets your soul
The devil opened up his case and he said I'll start this show
And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow
And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made an evil hiss
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this
When the devil finished Johnny said well you're pretty good ol' son
But sit down in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done
Fire on the mountain run boys run
The devil's in the house of the risin sun
Chickens in bread pen pickin out dough
Granny does your dog bight no child no
The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat
And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet
Johnny said just come on back if you ever wanna try again
I done told you once you son of a bitch I'm the best there's ever been
Fire on the mountains run boys run
The devils in the house of the risin sun
Chicken in the bread pen pickin out dough
Granny does your dog bight no child no
(AN. This is Battol's story, at least some of it. Just to let you know)
Cheshire pawed at Battol's ear, trying to wake her up. She moaned and pulled the blankets over her head, knocking Cheshire off the bed in the process. Cheshire turned lamp-like blue eyes, eyes as bright as his owner's, on the lump that was Battol. He meowed in annoyance and jumped back on the bed. He squirmed his way under the covers and started clawing at his mistress anew.
" Get off me damn cat... fine, fine I'll feed you you ..." she let the rest of the sentence slide as she stretched, yawning.
She had come home the other night to find Janine passed out on the kitchen floor. All she could hope for this morning from her dear Mater was that she was in a similar state.
Battol hopped out of bed and got dressed in some baggy jeans with a blue tank top, "Guess it's about time to start the day." She told Cheshire. She went down to the kitchen to find it empty. Grumbling about stupid cats waking her up when she could and should be sleeping she grabbed the nearest chair and dragged it over the counter. Standing on it she took Cheshire's cat snacks out of the cupboard and started fixing up his breakfast.
As Cheshire dug in Battol got her usual breakfast out. A snickers bar. AS HEALTHY AS IT GETS HERE she thought. She plopped down in her seat and sighed, looking at the ceiling as she ate, and remembered...
Flashback
" Battol, come here sweetie!" Mommy yelled at me, I spun around, my hair flying everywhere, my dress twirling out from me. Mommy was standing at the edge of the forest behind our old house. He golden red-brown hair, just a few shades lighter than my own, came loose from the ponytail that she had had it up in.
I jumped into her arms and she swung me around to face the forest. The first thing I saw was two baby foxes that were playing just inside the forest. My mom laughed at the expression of joy on my face. She set me down. The two fox pups stopped rolling around and looked in my direction, their eyes questioning. I beckoned to them and slowly, warily, they came to me.
" You silly," Mom's voice broke my amazed reverie. I looked up into her amused eyes questioningly, "that's not what I wanted to show you, although I knew would like them, they're little mischievous foxes, just like you! What I wanted to show you was this..." and with that she picked me up and pointed deeper into the woods.
At first all I saw was silver, then a shape started to take form. A strange unicorn with a golden horn, long flowing silver hair, and... pure white wings. The unicorn bowed it's head to Mother, and she bowed right back at it. I looked between the two, confusion showing plainly on my face. The unicorn walked close and placed it's horn on my forehead. A weird sensation had filled me, and a strange but familiar taste filled my mouth. Chocolate.
The unicorn, he, nodded to Mommy, then left.
Before I could turn my head and ask what had just happened, Mommy whispered in my ear, "that was your guardian angel my little fox girl, he will watch over you..."
End flashback
"I see you're awake, why don't you make yourself useful and get me some coffee, and can't you eat something a little more healthy than that for breakfast?!" Janine walked into the kitchen, her usually smooth black hair in disarray.
"Good morning to you too," Battol muttered.
"What did you just say?!"
" Nothing," Battol sighed, "when I'm done getting your coffee, since you seem incapable of doing it yourself, I'm going on a bike ride. Tell Dad if he asks."
"Whatever, just get my coffee and get the hell out of my sight."
I LOVE YOU TOO she thought, grinding her teeth as she got her stepmother's coffee.
A few minutes later she was up the stairs and in her room. She grabbed some baggy shorts and a long tank top and through it on at super speed. On the way out her door she grabbed and old worn out blue ball cap and, as she jumped down the stairs, she fixed her hair up and put the ball cap over it. As she passed through the hall to the front door she glanced at the mirror and smiled. If it weren't for her figure she would look like a boy. Her hat covered up her hair and her clothes were old and worn, like a boy who had played way too many football games in the rain. Actually this was her usual quidich outfit. She got her sneakers on at the door and flew out onto her bike. As she got onto the road she looked up at the neighbor's window. She saw a boy, but she couldn't make out any specifics. But she knew it wasn't Blubberboy. Too skinny. She assumed that it was just one of his friends.
She took off down the road. The wind combed through her hair. She let her mind wander back to that day. The last day she had ever seen her mother...
Flashback
Mom and I had raced all the way back to the house. My father was sitting at the kitchen table, eating his usual breakfast, a snickers bar. He looked up when we walked in.
"Why look, it's my two guardian angels!" he exclaimed as he got up and kissed Mom. He picked me up and swung me around, then kissed me on the forehead. "So how's my sweetheart today?"
"Papi, Papi! Guess what guess what?" she yelled ecstatically, jumping up and down, and without waiting for an answer she stated, "I met my guardian angel today, my very own guardian angel! And oooh he was sooooo beautiful!" in one breath.
"Woah, slow down there speedy! Now explain to me what happened again." He laughed.
I stomped my feet, "Gees Papi, can't you hear, fine..." so I explained it to him again. When I was done he laughed and rolled his eyes at Mommy. He picked me up again and sat me on his lap, where he played with my hair the rest of the morning. His fingers combing through my hair, gentle as wind. He had always loved my hair.
End flashback
HARRY'S P.O.V.
I had another nightmare. Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and everyone else I knew and cared for had died. It had all been my fault, because I was too weak. They died because I couldn't save them.
I sighed and then growled to myself, leaning my head back on the window.
This was how my summer had been going. Me either staying up in my room, or down at the park, or doing chores for Aunt Petunia. Yay. The only two interesting things were the fact that the Dursleys had decided to put a patio in the back yard. But that wasn't good news for me, I'm the one who had to assemble it. The second thing that had been interesting was the new neighbors. And speaking of them, wasn't that the daughter on her bike?
I turned my head a little and pressed my nose against the glass, trying to get a better view. Yup, it was her all right. But she looked boyish. Where had all her hair gone? Hmm, it must be under her cap. Amazing how certain people can look good in anything they put on. I shook my head and scolded myself, I could barely protect the friends I had now, how the hell would I protect a girlfriend? She glanced up at his window momentarily. I don't think she saw me though. Anyways, someone like her would never want to date a skinny little nerd who wore clothes ten sizes too big for him. She would probably want to date some one who looked like Sirius at my age. I sucked in a breath at the thought of Sirius. I watched the neighbor girl take off down the road. Never looking back. Nothing to hold her back. No I could never have her. I envied her freedom...
BATTOL'S P.O.V.
It wasn't until I went back home at nine in the evening that I remembered. My new neighbors had an unknown living there.