This is just a continuation of the last chapter because I didn't feel like starting something new. Read and Review!

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"Sirius, relax. Work the crowd. Let's play a long one and then shut and leave them begging for more," James suggested. Working the crowd was something James at perfected to almost an art form, through years of pranks and jokes.

"Alright. Sorry, Wormtail."

"What shall we play?" Remus asked.

"The End," James and Sirius said at once.

"O-okay," Peter agreed.

"Can we make do something so that they can see us playing?" James thought aloud.

"We just might… I think I know a spell. Give me a minute," Sirius sat down on one of the beds. "Oh, yes I know. Abole Paries!" He waved his wand elegantly. It was effective; the wall between the common room and their dorm disappeared.

"Let's get this shit started," James said. He was the one who started this song off. He changed the effect on his guitar sound so that it sounded almost like a sitar. It was a hypnotic sound. Peter came in on keyboards, next. Sirius and Remus came in on bass and drums simultaneously. Sirius leaned in towards the microphone, a somber song of lost love. They liked this song because it gave Sirius space to improvise with his poetry.

"This is the end,

Beautiful friend.

This is the end,

My only friend,

The end.

Of our elaborate plans, the end.

Of everything that stands, the end.

No safety or surprise, the end.

I'll never look into your eyes, again."

The beat of the song sped up, somewhat.

"Can you picture what it will be?

So limitless and free.

Desperately in need

Of some,

Stranger's hand.

In a desperate land."

And here Sirius began to improvise.

"Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain,

And all of the children are insane.

All the children are insane,

Waiting for the summer rain, yeah!"

He began singing in a deep, mesmerizing voice.

"There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold.

The west is the best.

The west is the best.

Get here and we'll do the rest.

The blue bus, is calling us.

The blue bus, is calling us.

Driver where you takin' us?"

Sirius paused for a moment, wondering if he was taking it to far. No, he would continue as planned. Work the crowd.

They continued to play the spellbinding background music. Sirius began to talk into the microphone.

"The killer awoke before dawn, he put his puts on.

He chose a face from the ancient gallery,

And then he walked on down the hall.

He walked to the room where his sister lived, and then he…

Paid a visit to his brother, and then he,

He walks on down the all!

And he came to a door… And he looked inside."

Again Sirius paused, the gathering crowd of Gryffindors silently egging him on. The rest of the band took his cue and began to play louder.

"Father, yes son,

I want to kill you.

Mother?

I want to…

FUCK YOU!"

They played a louder, heavier riff. The crowd was going absolutely crazy. Sirius was chanting now.

"Fuck the mother!

Kill the father!

Fuck the mother!

Kill the father!"

The music slowed again.

"C'mon baby, take a chance with us.

C'mon baby, take a chance with us.

C'mon baby, take a chance with us.

And meet me at the back of the,

Blue bus, doin' a

Blue rock, on a

Blue bus.

Yeah!

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill."

The music went back to the original key.

"This is the end,

Beautiful friend.

This is the end,

My only friend,

The end."

And they went into the final verse.

"It hurts to set you free,

But you'll never follow me.

The end of laughter and soft lies,

The end of nights we tried to die.

This is the end."

The crowd of Gryffindors was silent for what seemed like an eternity. Then they broke out into wild screaming and applause. Sirius muttered the counter spell and the wall reappeared. They could still hear the shouts, even with the wall up and the door closed.

"Working the crowd, mate," Sirius said to James, smirking.

"Ha, that's one way to put it."

"Sirius, when did you start reading Greek tragedy?" Remus asked him.

"Only recently."

"What the hell are you two talking about?" voiced Peter.

"Oedipus. Basically, he was a Greek man who killed his father and then fucked his mom. When he found out he tore out his eyes, but was later rewarded by the gods for accepting his fate," Remus explained.

"Riiiight," Peter responded.

"So, ahh, what time is it?"

"Like 8:30, I think."

"I want to go down to the kitchens," James complained.

"Sounds like a plan."

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