Disclaimer: Do ya see By Alex on the Harry Potter books? Well, that's cus I don't own them. So sorry, I wish I did though. If I did own HP, let's just say a certain Asian girl and a certain red headed girl would be blown up by now. No offence to Cho and Ginny fans, I just really don't like them. They're too stereotypical girly victims for my taste.
A/N: Ok I got 2 reviews, one from kit, which goes something along the lines of "stop making fun of me! you always make fun of me!", and one from my Chaos Girl Wya who only reviewed so she could get an mp3 from me, so I'm not bothering with review responses for this chappie. But I will say this to Wya and Kit. YOU GUYS ARE MY HEROS AND I LUV YA! In a non-lesbian way of course. Honestly, I wasn't expecting any reviews except from Kit, so while I'm a little disappointed I'm not surprised. Anyway, I'm hoping that you guys like this chapter better than the last, especially because not only is this one going to be a lot longer than the last ones, but it's also going to be one of the major turning points of this story. I can't say anything else or it'll spoil the surprise, but I will say that in this chapter you're going to find out just what Topaz, Amadea, Hermione, and one other person have been planning. And with no further ado, on with the fic!
::Bla bla bla:: thoughts (I'm not sure how much longer this will continue though)
:::Bla bla bla::: song lyrics
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:::When you walk away:::
:::You don't hear me say:::
:::Please, oh baby, don't go:::
:::Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight:::
:::It's hard to let it go:::
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The next two days flew by faster than a speeding snitch in Harry's point of view and before the boy knew it, it was the morning of Halloween and the dynamic fashion duo of Gryffindor Tower, also known as Dean and Seamus, were quite literally throwing piece after piece of clothing from their trunks in order to design the perfect costume for Harry to wear. ::I can't believe I actually have to dress up for the dance. I haven't done that since...well, since never. And besides, isn't that an American tradition?::
"Remind me again why I'm dressing up for this dance? And aren't costumes the American Halloween tradition, not British?" ::When in doubt, always speak thy thoughts. Uh oh, I really gotta get away from those Old English textbooks. They're doing murder on my English.::
"Because it's part of the dress code for the Halloween Dance and who cares where costumes are from, they're hell fun!" replied Dean without looking up from his trunk. ::Urgh. Hmm...I wonder what Draco will go as? Ooh! Maybe he'll go as a french maid! Ooooooh, that'd be so cool. If he did then I could go as a gentleman and we could play Maid and Master! Wwwweeee!!!! But what if he didn't go as a maid? Hmm...maybe Dean and Seamus know.::
"Hey do you guys know what D...Malfoy's going to be going as?" ::Wait, on second thought, this may not have been such a good idea. Questions usually lead to more questions these days.::
"Why do you care what Malfoy is going as?!" asked Seamus, sticking his head up from out of his never ending trunk of clothing. ::See what I mean?::
"No reason, I just don't want to end up being exactly the same as him, that's all." ::Muhaha, my wit has not yet failed me! I might yet live! Ok, why did I just add yet into both those thoughts? It sounds weird.::
"Don't worry I know what he's going to be and you DEFINATELY aren't going to be the same as him. Similar, maybe, but not the same," stated Seamus firmly as he pulled out a see-through black shirt. "Hey Deany, where are those green leather pants I had? We need em for Harry's outfit." ::I wonder how he knows...oh yeah he's going out with Blaise. I knew that. Wait...leather...mmmm Draco in leather. Wait, he thought I'd look good in leather. YAY! GIVE ME THAT LEATHER!!::
"GIVI THE LEATHER!!!!" ::Oooppppssssss::
"Um Harry? You ok mate?" asked Dead worriedly as he handed over a pair of dark green leather pants to Seamus, who held them up to the shirt. ::Gaahhh::
Harry laughed nervously. "Sorry about that, I just like leather, that's all." ::Yay! Witty comebacks rule the world!::
"Uh huh, and this has nothing to do whatsoever with the comment from Malfoy about how he thinks you'd look good in leather, right?" ::GAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!:::
"Ho..how?!" sputtered Harry as he continued to scream "gah" in his mind.
"Hello, earth to crazy gay boy Harry! We were sitting right behind you that day in Potions!" ::Huh? We were that loud?::
"We were that loud?" ::As previously thought; when in doubt, speak thy thoughts.::
"No, we were eavesdropping. But lets not dwell on the past, shall we? Lets get you looking sexy for the blondie!" stated Dean gleefully as he pulled out a pair of black leather boots with black silver buckles. ::Ooooooooooh pretty leather boots with shinies on them!::
"Oooo. I like the boots. Now, remind me again what I'm supposed to be?" asked Harry as he examined the said boots. ::I like shiny things...::
"Oh, nothing too special. Just a rock star," replied Seamus nonchalantly as he pulled out his wand. ::Shiny things remind me of Draco's hair...wait a second. Rock star? SWEET! Wait...something's not right here. Shirt; normal. Pants; not too normal but not weird. Boots; hella tight. Seamus' wand; normal. Wait...what's with the wand?::
"Um...what are you going to do with the wand Seamus?" asked Harry fearfully as he hugged the boots to his chest. ::Meep...I don't like wands pointed at me. What if they poke out my eye, or go up my nose?!::
"Your hair of course. Oh, and we're going to have to do something about those glasses, aren't we Dean?"
"You said it. Can't go to the dance looking like a sexy beast out of hell with those dorky things on your face. Now, lets begin." Dean giggled. "This is going to be so much fun!"
"Um guys? Wait...noooooo."
At this point Harry's fearful scream of "no" could be heard throughout the common room, making all who knew what the two fashion police were doing chuckle in knowledge.
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Once again time flew by Harry and it seemed like only two minutes had passed between Dean and Seamus finished dressing him up in his costume until he was on his way to the Great Hall. Or maybe two minutes really had only passed, because Dean and Seamus had spent literally the entire afternoon fixing up the Golden Boy.
"Hey guys? When exactly did you finish working on me?"
"Oh, about five minutes ago. Why?" asked Dean. ::I should have known::
"You mean you spent from 11 to 6:45 dressing me up for a Halloween dance?!"
"Well duh! Any less time and we would have messed up your outfit!" ::Only they would do that. Oh well, the outfit is pretty cool.::
Harry was not only sporting the black see-through sleeveless shirt, dark green leather pants that left very little to the imagination, and black leather boots, but now also had darkish green streaks running through his hair with bright silver tips. On top of that, Dean and Seamus had managed to permanently correct his vision so he no longer needed his "dorky" glasses, so to celebrate this happy occasion the fashion police that go by the name of Dean and Seamus decided to put outline his eyes with black eyeliner and apply dark red, almost black lipstick to his pouting mouth. And to complete the rock star from hell get up, Harry was now the proud owner of a wizard's tattoo of a ebony snake with a silver diamond on his back and green eyes that never seemed to want to be in the same spot on Harry's body for more than three seconds.
"I can't believe you guys know how to give tattoos," said Harry in wonderment as they approached the entrance to the Great Hall. ::The world is seemingly full of wonders. Dean and Seamus can give tattoos, Draco has become a complete sex god, and I'm making almost normal thoughts!::
"Yeah well don't tell anyone about it yet. We're not really supposed to know how to do it, we came across the spell in a book at the library that we don't think was supposed to be there. So if you could keep the whole thing quiet for a little while..." whispered Seamus quickly as a group of Ravenclaw girls dressed originally as witches walked past. ::ooooh I know a secret! I know a secret! Woohoo!!!! Now, if I just knew how to get Draco to kiss me I'd be the happiest man alive...that and if he dressed as a mad groupie for my fake band.::
"No problem, your secret is safe with me." ::Or is it...Muhahahahahahahhahahahaha::
"Good. Ok, you ready for the adoring stares of everyone at this school?" asked Dean as he and Seamus, who were dressed as the fashion police, placed their hands on the giant doors, ready to fling them wide open for Harry's dramatic entrance.
Harry nodded. "Yeah. I'm ready." ::Teheheh this is so exciting! I wonder what Draco is?::
Dean and Seamus smirked and flung the doors wide open, causing every student at Hogwarts to look at the new arrivals. Predictably, everyone's jaws fell to the floor while eyes popped out of their heads at the sight of the rock star from hell also known as Harry Potter. ::They look like fish out of water! Haha this is so great! Ok, now where is my little blondie? Oh blondie, where are you?::
Just as Harry and the Fashion Police closed the doors and walked away from the entrance, the doors flew open again, only this time to reveal the giggling forms of a stripper, a French maid, and a pimp who formerly went by the names of Topaz, Amadea, and Blaise. But behind them was the real masterpiece. Hiding behind his cousin, her friend, and his friend stood none other than Draco Malfoy, dressed in knee high black boots over black fish net stockings, a black leather mini skirt, and a black and white top that strangely resembled a corset.
Lets just say that anyone who had survived Harry's entrance died of shock right then, and somehow managed to come back to life.
Harry gaped at the blond as he stalked behind the laughing teenagers in front of him. ::Oh my god...damn he looks good as a girl.::
Dean and Seamus laughed beside him as Ron, dressed as a carrot and Hermione, dressed as a cat, made their way over. "Damn, I didn't think they would manage to get Malfoy to wear that outfit." ::Tehehehehehe::
Ron looked over at Harry, who was giggling like a hormonal teenage girl who was about to meet a famous pop star. "What's so funny?"
"I KNEW he would look better in black leather than me!"
Ron then managed to not only choke, but fall flat on to his back and found on first hand what it meant to be a turtle. (a/n: in other words he couldn't get up. Tehehehe)
Hermione smirked in an all-knowing way. "Come on rock star, lets go sit down for a few minutes until the entertainment shows up." ::What? You mean Draco isn't going to give me a lapdance in front of everyone? Oh phoew.::
Harry shrugged and followed his friend over to a small, round table off to the side of the newly added elevated dance floor. The table was strategically positioned so that the people sitting around it had a view of the dance floor as well as the large stage directly in front of the floor. The five teenagers sat down and ordered themselves fruit punch that was supposedly spiked from a passing house elf dressed up as a waiter. As they waited for their drinks the Gryffindors talked about the different costumes they saw from their table, and how ridiculously good-looking Draco looked in a black leather mini skirt.
"Do you know who he's supposed to be?" asked Ron. :;Hmm...good question. It doesn't matter, he looks damn sexy as a girl and that's what's important.::
"Christina Aguilera," stated Seamus matter-of-factly.
Hermione and Harry choked on air at this statement while Ron looked confused and Dean just snickered. "Wh..why?!" sputtered Hermione.
"I don't know. Blaise said something about a plan, but that's it. Who knows. They're Slytherins, they have weird habits. Like dressing up as Muggle pop stars." ::Wow, I never knew Draco could make that slut look hot. He's my one and only, I just know it!:: (a/n: sorry to all christina fans, I personally don't like her so don't kill me.)
Suddenly the lights went down low, and a spotlight landed on the stage, illuminating Blaise Zabini. "Ladies and germs, it's my personal pleasure to welcome you to this year's Halloween Dance," he said magically magnifying his voice.
Seamus squealed. "That's my boyfriend!!"
Dean rolled his eyes. "Can it already, lover boy. We know!"
Harry failed at suppressing a snicker as Blaise continued. "For tonight's entertainment, we have the Hogwarts singing and dancing sensations. Born from rival houses only to become one with their incredible artistic abilities, I am proud to give you..." the Slytherin paused as a dramatic drum roll was sounded in the background. "Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy!"
Green eyes widened in shock as Harry's mouth gaped along with Seamus, Dean, and Ron. Hermione, however, sat in the back smirking a smirk that most definately rivaled Draco's. Across the hall said blond was in much the same state as Harry. Before either could fully realize what was going on, however, the Great Hall doors were flung open for the third time that night, to reveal none other than Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter. ::Gah!! I didn't know Draco and I had identical twins that have exactly our names!!::
Dean started laughing nervously. "Ok, I think we just found out that those batches of Polyjuice Potion work."
Fake Draco walked up to the stage wearing exactly the same outfit as the real Draco, and took a mike from Blaise, who was smirking. Fake Draco's voice rang out over the hall, sounding identical to real Draco's. "Hello Hogwarts! I'm sure you all know who I am, but just to refresh your memory I am Draco Malfoy, Prince of Slytherin, and I am here tonight to entertain the masses of young witches and wizards gathered here tonight with the help of my so called rival Harry Potter, along with a few who will remain un-named at this moment. And with no further ado, let the music begin!"
With that cue a fast beat, hip-hop song began to play. After a few seconds of the strange notes, fake Draco began singing and whipping his long blonde hair from side to side while shaking his hips suggestively.
"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
"and they're like,
"It's better than yours
"Damn right it's better than yours
"I can teach you,
"But I have to charge
"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
"and they're like,
"It's better than yours
"Damn right it's better than yours
"I can teach you,
"But I have to charge"
Harry nearly fell out of his seat when he heard these lyrics. "How does he know this song!?" he yelled at the laughing Dean, Seamus, and Hermione. Ron was too shocked to say anything. The black haired boy was too busy staring at fake Draco with wide eyes that he missed Hermione look across the hall at Blaise Zabini and hold up three fingers. The Slytherin, who was also laughing at the equally shocked Draco nodded and continued enjoying the show.
Meanwhile, fake Draco continued his song.
"I know you want it,
"The thing that makes me
"What the guys go crazy for.
"They lose their minds
"The way I wind
"I think it's time
"La la-la, la la
"Warm it up
"Lala-lalala
"The boys are waiting."
"La la-la, la la
"Warm it up
"Lala-lalala
"The boys are waiting."
After this part in the song fake Draco began to move his hips in a way that made most of the girls dancing on the floor jealous while running his free hand up and down the right side of his body while the other held the mic to his lips. This dance continued for a moment before a loud "pop" echoed in the room and fake Draco Apparated right on top of Harry's table, where he continued his erotic dance.
"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
"and they're like,
"It's better than yours
"Damn right it's better than yours
"I can teach you,
"But I have to charge
"I can see you're on it
"You want me to teach the
"Techniques that freaks these boys
"It can't be bought,
"Just know, thieves get caught
"Watch if you're smart
"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
"and they're like,
"It's better than yours
"Damn right it's better than yours
"I can teach you,
"But I have to charge"
Harry was nearly falling out his seat drooling. ::I wonder if real Draco can do THAT move. Ahhh...getting a problem. BIG problem in the south seas. Gahhhh...::
Fake Draco continued singing while smirking at the drooling real Harry. He then turned to real Draco, and sang the next verses while pointing at the shocked blond.
"Once you get involved
"Everyone will look this way, so
"You must maintain your charm
"Same time maintain your halo
"Just get the perfect blend
"Plus what you have within
"Then next his eyes are squint
"Then he's picked up your scent
"La la-la, la la
"Warm it up
"Lala-lalala
"The boys are waiting."
"La la-la, la la
"Warm it up
"Lala-lalala
"The boys are waiting.
"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
"And they're like
"It's better than yours
"Damn right it's better than yours
"I can teach you
"But I have to charge."
As the song dwindled away and fake Draco jumped off the table, somehow managing to keep his mini skirt from flying up, much to Harry's disappointment. Upon landing elegantly on the stage, the fake blond threw the mic to the approaching fake Harry, who caught it using his fake seeker skills. "Thanks, love," said fake Harry as he stepped up on to the stage. "Ok people! I think we've had enough of Draco strutting his stuff up here for now. Don't worry, you'll get more of that later. But for now I think we need a flash from the past."
On cue another fast beat song started up, though it was very different from the last one. Fake Harry began singing and dancing in much the same manner as fake Draco just had after about twenty seconds while pointing at a thunderstruck real Draco.
"One way or another I'm gonna get ya
"I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha
"One way or another I'm gonna win ya
"I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha
"One way or another I'm gonna see ya
"I'm gonna meetcha, meetcha, meetcha, meetcha
"One day, maybe next week
"I'm gonna meetcha, I'm gonna meetcha, I'll meetcha
"I will drive past your house
"And if the lights are all down
"I'll see who's around."
Harry glared at his imposter. ::GET AWAY FROM MY DRACO!! I DON'T CARE IF YOU LOOK LIKE ME! YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HIT ON MY BLONDIE!!!!!!::
Fake Harry glanced at real Harry and smirked, then turned back to the now-drooling real Draco and started walking off stage and towards the blonde's table while continuing his song.
"One way or another I'm gonna find ya
"I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha
"One way or another I'm gonna win ya
"I'll getcha, I'll getcha
"One way or another I'm gonna see ya
"I'm gonna meetcha, meetcha, meetcha, meetcha
"One day, maybe next week
"I'm gonna meetcha, I'll meetcha
Having reached the Slytherin's table, fake Harry practically threw himself onto the real Draco's lap and began dragging his hands up and down the blonde's chest.
This, of course, caused real Harry to turn green with jealousy. ::THAT IS SUPPOSED TO BE ME DAMNIT!!!!!!::
Hermione laughed and put her hand on her friend's shoulder. "Don't worry Harry. They don't mean any of this for real," she reassured him.
Harry just pouted as the fake Harry continued his song while straddling a shocked yet drooling Draco.
"And if the lights are all out
"I'll follow your bus downtown
"See who's hanging out
"One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
"I'm gonna give you the slip, a slip of the lip or another
"I'm gonna lose ya, I'm gonna trick ya
"One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya
"I'm gonna trick ya, trick ya, trick ya, trick ya
"One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
"I'm gonna give you the slip
"I'll walk down the mall
"Stand over by the wall
"Where I can see it all
"Find out who ya call
"Lead you to the supermarket checkout
"Some specials and rat food, get lost in the crowd
Harry watched as real Draco's grey eyes halfway closed as he bit his lip to suppress a moan, and turning his head to the left found himself locked in a staring contest with his glaring emerald eyes from across the hall. ::I CAN'T BELIEVE I'm not the one doing that to him. Grrr it's not fair. I love him so much, I should be the one making him look like that! Wait, love?!::
Fake Harry noticed that real Draco's attention was no longer on him, so he slid gracefully off the blonde's lap and strutted back to the stage, still shaking his hips around much in the same way fake Draco had early.
"One way or another I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha, I'll getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha,
"Where I can see it all, find out who ya call
"One way or another I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha, I'll getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha,
"Where I can see it all, find out who ya call
"One way or another I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha, I'll getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha,
"Where I can see it all, find out who ya call"
After those lyrics were sung the fake Harry stepped up onto the stage and turned to the dancing Hogwarts students. "Boys and girls, I'm sad to say that this will be our last for the night, but don't worry, we have other volunteer, and some forced, singers that will be coming up after we leave."
While fake Harry was addressing the students, fake Draco walked up onto the stage as well and stood next to his partner in crime with another mic in hand. "By now you have probably guessed that we are in fact not the real Harry Potter and real Draco Malfoy. As sad as that is, we're going to let you take some wild guesses on who were really are while we sing our final number, which goes out to Harry and Draco."
"We hope you enjoyed our little performance, and with no further ado, we sing Chained to You," continued fake Harry as another song started up.
Fake Harry then began singing first, looking at fake Draco with seductive eyes and making equally seductive hand and body gestures.
"We were standing all alone
"You were leaning in to speak to me
"Acting like a mover shaker
"Dancing to Madonna then you kissed me
"And I think about it all the time
"Sweet temptation rushed all over me
"And I think about it all the time
"Passion, desire so intense I can't take it anymore because
"I feel the magic all around you
"It's bringing me to my knees
"Like a wannabe
"I've got to be chained to you."
Fake Draco smirked and began strutting closer to fake Harry. Once he got close to the fake raven-haired boy he began rubbing his thin, leather-clad body up against the other boy's as he began to sing.
"And when you look into my eyes
"Felt a sudden sense of urgency
"Fascination casts a spell and
"You became more than just a mystery
"And I think about you all the time
"Is this fate is it my destiny
"That I think about you all the time
"I no longer pretend to have my hands on the wheel because
"I feel the magic all around
"It's bringing me to my knees
"Like a wannabe
"I've got to be chained to you."
Right as fake Draco fell to his knees in front of fake Harry, Hermione and Blaise stood up simultaneously and grabbed the real Draco and real Harry by the hand and began dragging them into the center of the dance floor.
Fake Harry began singing again. "And I think about it all the time
"Yeah I think about it all the time,"
Fake Draco leaned back on his heels, exposing his chest to fake Harry and sang. "Tell me its madness, I barely know you
Fake Harry knelt forward so close to fake Draco that their faces were just inches apart from each other. "We were standing all alone
"You were leaning in to speak to me"
"Ten steps back you're still a mystery," sang fake Draco while real Draco and Harry continued to be dragged to the center of the floor.
"Acting like a mover shaker
"Dancing to Madonna then you kissed me
"I can't take anymore because"
Suddenly real Harry and Draco felt the firm grips on their wrists release and found themselves standing directly in front of one another. Harry's eye's widened in shock at the slightly flushed looking blond, knowing that he probably looked exactly the same. ::Oh my god...he looks so...hot. I wonder if he thinks I look hot too. Hell, I wonder if he knows how much my feelings toward him have changed in the past two months. I wonder if he knows I might be in love with him.::
Both fake Harry and Draco were now singing, but they no longer held the attention of the originals.
"I feel the magic all around you
"It's bringing me to my knees
"Like a wannabe
"I've got to be chained to you
"Tell me it's madness
"I barely know you
"I feel the magic all around you
"It's bringing me to my knees
"Like a wannabe
"I've got to be chained to you"
The music continued on in the background, but Harry and Draco were too mesmerized by each others' eyes to notice. Harry's mouth opened slightly as he gazed longingly into Draco's silvery eyes, still slightly clouded in passion. ::Those eyes...I could really get lost in them.::
Harry gasped in shock as he saw an emotion that he had only seen distilled in one other person before come into Draco's eyes as the blonde's hand reached out to stroke the other boy's face gently. ::Oh god...that look...that's how Sirius looked at me when I said that I didn't blame him for my parents' death! He...he loves me. Oh god...::
Tears filled in Harry's emerald eyes as he looked down at his boot-clad feet. "I'm sorry..." he muttered just loud enough for the other boy to hear before he took off running out of the Great Hall, leaving a very confused and saddened blond standing alone in the dance floor.
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A/n: Tehehehehe. I love karaoke fics. Damn this is the longest chapter in this fic by far. Oh well. The longer the better, right? Teheheheheheheheheehehehe. Ok, this really is the turning point of the fic, if you didn't know that already, and next chapter you will all find out the answer to why Harry freaked and ran (though it is pretty obvious) and what will happen between Draco and Harry. Now, if you want to get to chapter 7 I will need REVIEWS! REVIEWS! REVIEWS! Pretty please? And speaking of reviews...THANK YOU BEA AND BEA'S FRIEND LAUREN FOR REVIEWING WHILE I WAS HALFWAY THROUGH THIS CHAPTER!! You guys are my heroes. Just like Kit and Wya. Tehehe. Anyway, I'll see you guys next chapter after you review.