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Summary: Harry and some other students form a band as homework. But this wasn't the way any of them expected things to go. Hope you like it. R and R, please. Thanx
New Beginnings
By: Whyteroze28
Chapter Four: Antics and Auditions, Part 2
Lisa Turpin was singing.
Let me be the one
Check it out
Stop dragging yourself around
Thinking everybody has let you down
We all need a little help to get through
Don't you know I'll be there for you
CHORUS:
Let me be the one
To make it right
When you're all by yourself
Let me be the one
In this crazy life
When you've got nobody else
(I'll be your sunshine)
When it rains
(I'll give you my time)
Just call my name
When all is said and done
Let me be the one
Listen
Deep down in your heart you know
You can't give up
Never let go
Gotta hold on whatever you do
Always got you-know-who
CHORUS
(I'll be your sunshine)
When it rains
(I'll give you my time)
Just call my name
When all is said and done
Let me be the one
To warm your soul
When you are lost and confused
Let me be the one
To make you whole
I know just what to do
(When you lose your way)
Come to me
(I'll be here always)
I guarantee
When all is said and done
Let me be the one
Let me be the one
These are the promises I want to make
Change the tears in your eyes
To a smile on your face
At least let me try
Till I find a way
(guitar solo)
CHORUS
(Let me be the one)
I'll be there in a hurry
(Let me be the one)
There's no need to worry
(Let me be the one)
Trying to ignore the girl, Blaise Zabini was remembering back on his summer.
He was starting to enjoy being back at school. He'd left halfway through 6th year, because of Voldemort calling all Slytherins whose parents were loyal to him. He'd been completely unsure about what he was going to do, until Draco had refused to go.
He and Pansy had joined the blonde, a complete surprise to Dumbledore, and decided to help by assisting the members of the order that needed it most.
Draco had begun assisting Professor Snape, who'd praised his potion making skills so often that the boy was beginning to get a swelled head. Of course, Blaise knew that Draco deserved it.
He wasn't sure what Pansy's task was, but when he finally saw her on the train to Hogwarts, he had been completely amazed. She'd had her appearance magically changed, and she was now extremely pretty, as far as he was concerned. Of course, she wasn't interested in him, but he knew it was only a matter of time.
He himself had been assigned to help Nymphadora Tonks. She was infiltrating a town in Surrey, near where Harry Potter lived. Very few people, not even his closest friends, knew that he was a Metamorphmagus. So when he'd told Dumbledore, the elderly wizard had been very surprised indeed.
He'd even seen Potter a few times over the summer. The dark haired boy hadn't been aware that Scott Adams, the shy blonde Muggle he'd befriended in the park was really Blaise Zabini, and Blaise intended to keep it that way.
Harry had evaded every attempt that Blaise had made to get himself invited to the place where Harry's family lived. Eventually though, Blaise had managed to get Harry's cousin to invite him over, in another disguise.
The Slytherin had been shocked, and dismayed to see how the boy-who-lived... really lived. His Muggle relatives were disgusting, and awful. They completely ignored Harry, and when they did notice him, they acted like he was lower than the dirt beneath their feet.
Blaise had written to Draco, telling his friend exactly how bad things were. He'd known for two years that Draco had a crush on Harry. But he hadn't been expecting it when Draco himself had shown up, completely furious.
He'd done a spell, which allowed him to take Blaise's disguise for himself, and gotten himself invited home by Dudley Dursley.
Blaise had half-expected the Muggles' imminent demise, but Draco had managed to keep himself in check. He told Blaise later that he'd taken an emotion-numbing potion before he'd gone in.
And then, they'd Flooed to Dumbledore asking him to let Harry leave the Dursley's as soon as possible. Dumbledore had responded immediately. He had known that the Dursleys mistreated Harry, but not to what extent.
An hour later, there was a confirmation from Grimmauld Place. Harry was safe, at last.
Then the war had escalated, and he'd been too busy helping Tonks infiltrate Death Eater hideouts to spare more than a passing thought for Harry. But, the other boy had found time to write a few letters to Scott, and mail them the Muggle way.
Blaise had smiled when he'd seen that Harry was taking care not to let Scott know how horrible things really were in his life. He'd say things like, 'Visiting with my friend Ron. I may go straight to school from here. Sorry I can't write more, but we're going shopping in a few minutes.'
Blaise knew that Harry actually wasn't even allowed to go outside Grimmauld Place, and he was wishing for someone he could talk to, someone who made him feel normal. Someone who could didn't treat him like a savior.
Then he had defeated Voldemort for good, and the entire wizarding world had rejoiced.
Blaise had gone to the Ministry and seen Harry's speech. He, and Draco had sat together, and for a while things had felt like they had at school. But then Snape had mentioned that we would have to continue being alert, because not all of the Death Eaters had been beaten, and that most of the ones who were still on the run would probably be after Harry.
During the welcoming feast, he'd noticed Harry's eyes on him, and grinned at the boy. But he'd seen the gears in Harry's mind figuring out that he, Pansy and Draco were the Slytherins on their side... mainly because they were the only 7th year Slytherinsstill at school...and he'd had to stop and wonder. What would Potter think if Blaise revealed that he was really Scott.
He'd decided against telling him, because he figured Harry needed his memories of the boy he'd pretended to be. It was the only time either of them had ever been friends, and the only time he'd shown his true self to anyone except his housemates.
But then Miss Warbeak had given them this assignment, and he'd cheered inwardly. It was the perfect opportunity to start over, all houses, no rivalry.
He had even talked Draco into giving the Muggle show a chance. It was more than he could have hoped for when Draco had started to like it, and begunacting along with the characters. And he'd even caught Harry watching them with what seemed to be an amused expression.
Maybe Draco had a chance after all.
And now they were in the dungeons, auditioning. He'd seen Draco crying after Hermione had finished her song, and noticed Harry's forlorn expression. It was almost too perfect.
Then Lisa Turpin was called on stage to sing her song.
He'd watched Draco's face, loving the way he'd stared at Harry through the whole thing, only looking down when the other boy had turned to look his way. But, it had meant that he'd missed the identical look of longing on Harry's face. 'Boy, those two are clueless,' he'd thought, starting to go over and talk to Draco.
But then he'd heard his name called, and grinned. What was true love compared to his chance to be in the spotlight for once. Glad that Miss Warbeak's wand also provided backup vocals for their songs he'd strolled casually onstage, and waited for the music to start.
Yeah
He's so...
(yeah)
He's so...
(Yeah)
He's so... he's so... he's so funky
Well lookee here
All you dudes and dudettes
Got something dope that you haven't seen yet
With the freshest rhymes I'm gonna move ya
(Move ya)
And body and mind I'm gonna groove ya
(Groove ya)
Everyone will know me
From here to Peking
Oh yeah
(Oh yeah)
Oh yeah
I'm the next big thing
Ooh, Ooh
He's phat
(He's large)
He's the king
(He's so funky)
Oh yeah
(Oh yeah)
He's the next big thing
(Girl he is fine)
He's the next big thing
Well if you're looking to find the ultimate tip
Search no further cause I am it
(Oh yeah)
Anything you need I will deliver
Talent so sublime it'll make you shiver
Once you get to know me
(Know me)
And you heard me sing
You'll say
(I'll say)
You'll say he's the next big thing
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
He's phat
(He's large)
He's the king
(I'm the king)
Oh yeah
He's the next big thing
(I'm the next big thing)
He's so funky
He's the next big....
(guitar solo)
(Come on, come on, Everybody get up, yeah now)
Ooh, Ooh
He's phat
(He's so funky)
He's the king
(He's huge)
Oh yeah
(Oh yeah)
He's the next big thing
Ooh
He's phat
(He's so funky)
He's the king
Oh yeah
(Oh yeah)
I'm the next big thing
As he watched the stunned looks on everyone's faces, he'd grinned. It was good to be talented. And having good looks didn't hurt either.
He'd even caught Pansy staring at him, as though noticing him for the first time. And when she finally saw that Draco had eyes for only one person, he knew that she'd need little encouraging to end up in his arms.