Disclaimer: HE'S MINE! MINE! IM NEVER GIVING HIM BACK! HAHAHA! OK, so mabe I don't own anything, but a girl can wish can't she?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the sweet ass songs that are featured in this fic. cries loudly
Mystic Wonder: OMG! I have never heard of Alkaline trio before you mentioned them, so I went on this Downloading spree, and now I abscessed with them! How I survived with out them I have no I idea! Bad Religion, AFI and Alkaline Trio are as of this moment my fav bands! (Bad Religion and AFI have been my two faves for the past two years.) They're songs will make the most appearances in this fic. Im sorry that Im going to have to put a few of the bands you asked me not to put in my fic (I really am), but not many people have heard 'real' rock and punk, just that media satisfying crap, so your going to have put up with just a few songs of the crappy (you didn't hear this from me) artist and bands! OK? Sorry!
Velvet Curtain: Never heard of yellow card?! What kind of school is that! Let me help you strangle them! Hehe.
Sorry for the wait! My computer screwed up and homework hasn't been fun either!
Chapter 2½ (hehe)
Sweet home Surry½
"Excellent!" when do we learn it?" Indigo said enthusiastically. Harry shrugged. "You know, we should use it for our tour! We're going to need all the songs we can get!" She continued.
"Yeah Harry, your going to have a lot of late nights during the time before we go, as your our leading lyricist." Pete stated seriously, observing at Harry through the rearview mirror as Harry once again shrugged. "Dude you OK? You look a little down."
"Fine." Harry yawned. He felt suddenly worn-out. "Im just tired." But Pete saw something deeper as he continued to regard Harry in the mirror. Oh no, he thought, something else has happened. Harry was now settling himself deeper into the sweet in an attempt to get more comfortable. The last thing he heard before falling asleep was Kira's muttered, "Lazy." and then nothing.
The others sat in silence for a while until Pete spoke up,
"Something else has happened, remember last year? How he came home totally bummed out? Well it's the same this year, in a couple of days we're going to get the whole terrifying tail of how he barley survived against some heartless bastard. It's the same thing every year since he when to that school."
"Yeah, we know Pete, I just hope it worse bad as his horrid relationship with that Cho chick." Kira said as she turned around to get a good look at Harry, who was sleeping peacefully, his chest rising and falling slowly. She giggled slightly.
"What?" Pete raised an eye brow, "something funny?"
"Yes." she said simply, she hand an air of female superiority, something that said, I know something and you don't.
"Can I ask what it is?" Pete asked rolling his eyes.
"You could but do you want to?"
"Stop being difficult Kira. Pleas just answer the question." Pete was especially used to the two girls' games as he lived with one of them. (A/N Just incase anyone forgot, Pete and Kira are twins.)
"Fine, Its just that Harry looks so adorable when he's a sleep. He's got this all-grown-up-independence thing about him when he's awake, but when he's asleep he looks so innocent and insignificant. Know what I mean?" Kira finished. They could hear Indigo giggling in the back, she alone know what Kira was talking about. The boys just looked lost (typical boys) (A/N hehe, sorry guys, couldn't resist)
"Yeah Harry's small, but the dude could kick any of our ass's if he wanted," Said Pete. "Not saying he would, just saying that if he woke up one morning with some crazy thought lodged into his mind and that said to kick our butts, we'd be dead." Pete said matter-a-factly.
"That's not what I meant." Kira muttered.
"Careful, Pete, he might not be totally asleep, you don't want to give him ideas, not that he needs them, remember what he did to his cousin when he dissd his parents?" Arn laughed.
#flashback#
Harry, Kira, Pete, Indigo and Arn were sitting around in the Dursley's living room watching some lame show called The Wonderful World of Pens. They all just stared stonily at the t.v screen, long since interested in the real world. They hardly noticed when Dudley walked in, but something in the back of they're minds said action! Even if watching somebody walk across a room was hardly action, but compared to watching how pens are boxed and shipped, it was the entertainment of the century.They turned they're attention to Dudley as he stepped up to Harry. He looked like he'd been crying.
"A girl at my school was killed yesterday." he said through gritted teeth.
Harry was silent for a moment, before he shuddered a lame, "O-oh." That was unexpected. He thought confused, why did he want to know if someone died? Not that he didn't care, but why would Dudley feel the need to tell him? Oh no. he wants someone to comfort him. Though Harry knew better to get up and go and hug Dudley Dursley, he was vary unpredictable at times.
"Hey Dudley?" Arn said loudly, "It wasn't that girl you had the crush on was it? You know that what's her name, Ashley... King or something?" Arn asked rudely. He got a kick from Indigo for that. A fresh wave tears splattered down Dudley's cheeks at Arn's words but he still had his attention to Harry.
"She's dead, you knew I liked her! I know you did! And you killed her with your freakishness! Just because you thought it would be funny to watch me suffer!" He bellowed through his tears,
"WHOA! Dudley, your accusing me of MURDER!" Harry then stood up defensively.
"I hate you! Its your fault! If you weren't born, if your fking, freak parents were killed earlier and you were..." He stopped mid sentence as the room had gone suddenly cold. Harry had a murderous glint in his eyes and you could almost smell the sudden charge of power in the room. The lights flickered slightly but all else was still, it was like somebody had turned off all the sound, you could no longer hear the t.v going on about pens, you could no longer hear the birds through the opened window which the breeze no longer filtered through.
"HARRY! Calm down! Your going to kill some one!" Kira shouted dashing over to him, along with the others, they grabbed his arms in an attempt to turn him from his cousin so that he had time to get his powers under control. "Common, Harry deep breath. Good. Better now?" the atmosphere went back to normal and Harry nodded while he swallowed.
Then, before any one could grab him again, he turned, vaulting the couch between him and Dudley, he through him self at his cousin with astonishing strength for someone of that sise. In about a third of a second, Harry had his cousin pinned to the floor, his knees pinning Dudley's arms to the ground and Harry had himself place on Dudley's large chest, his hands clasped around Dud's thick throat. By now the others were desperately trying to pry Harry from this cousin. It was mayhem. Dudley had managed to free his arms, and now they were in violent scuffle, each aiming for the others neck. Surprisingly, Harry was winning, they had gotten to there feet some how, and he now had Dudley pressed face first against the wall, he was twisting Dudley's wrist in a way that made the other cry out and beg fore release.
The door slammed open at that moment making everyone stoop dead in there tracks, in walked Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon. They froze, grocery bags falling from there hands in shock as the scene unleashed its self to they're eyes, this is what they saw, there nephew pressing there son against the wall while Dudley seemed to be attempting a grab at Harry's hare. Harry's friends, where assembled around the fighting pair. Pete and Arn seemed to have been trying them apart while Kira and Indigo were hugging each other, terrified, they'd never seen Harry so angry before and had made mental notes to never insult Harry's parents, even if it was just a joke, in fact they decided they would never mention his parents around him, if they could help it.
"BOY! Release my son IMMEDIATELY!" Vernon bellowed regaining himself. He stepped forward when Harry hesitated, he dropped trembling hands to his side quickly and stepping back. When his Uncle continued to advance, he took more steps back until his back was pressed against the wall. Dudley scooted over to his mother and hid behind her. She didn't even notice, she was looking at Vernon fearing what was to come next, instead of just watching, she grabbed Dudley and hulled him out into the hall and into the kitchen.
#End Flashback#
Kira shuddered as she remembered what came next, Vernon did some things to Harry, who after about five minuets, lost his cool again. He had ripped his wand from the makeshift holder he had made, connected to his belt and pointed it strait at his uncle. Its was then Vernon's turn to step back. They had calmed down after that Harry was sent to his room after me made his friends swear never to speak a word of this to anyone, they had been sent home. It was that night that Harry and Vernon had made they're deal to give Harry a pizza party and some cash every time he was hit. Vernon didn't believe in hitting children but sometimes his nephew could be so infuriating.
"Yeah, Arn we remember, how can you forget, I don't think Iv ever been so afraid before that incident." Kira said.
"Hey, guys you wanna stop for some food? There's a place coming up." Pete, said swivelling around in his seat so that he could see the other two before turning back to the road.
"Sure, do you think we should wake Harry up, I doubt that train food is all that good." Arn asked.
"Leave it to me!" Indigo said, but not making any move to actually wake him. Instead she had an evil grin spreading across her face and any questions the others had about why she wasn't trying to wake Harry up, died in they're throats as they decided they didn't want to know.
Pete drove up to the pick-up window of a small pizza shop, after stopping at the box to order they're food (two boxes of pizza). Pete stuck his arm out of the window to hand the woman the money, she took it and disappeared into the shop to retrieve they're order. She returned a moment later with the food and handed it out to Pete who took it and handed it to Kira and pulled out of the drive-up through parking lot and out onto the road again.
"OK," Kira opened the top box, "Extra cheese stays up here and this one goes back there with you guys." She handed one of the boxes back to Indigo's out stretched hands. Indigo, who still wore her evil smirk as she set the box down between her and Arn.
"Pete, were did you put that case of coke?" Indigo asked, standing and putting her hands on the ceiling to help her keep her balance.
"Under Harry's seat. Why...oh. Never mind." Pete nearly laughed, he just realised what was about to happen and grinned in a way that mirrored Indigo's, two more of these smiles sprouted over the other two as they two figured it out as well.
Indigo crept silently over two Harry's side and knelt down, she felt around, looking for the case. She never took her eyes from Harry's sleeping face. He looked as if he dreaming, but still she couldn't be sure. If he cracked a eye open she'd be caught and the joke would be ruined. She found the case and levitated it over to her seat and placing it on her other side, fortunately Harry was still out. She stifled a giggle as she removed a pop (A/N Im Canadian so I call soda or what ever you want to call it, pop, I heard that, that's not the case with the stats and other places,) from the pack. She held it out in front of her, the fingers on her right hand set on the tab ready to open the coke can.
"Everyone ready?" She asked, the others nodded and she began to count down, "3, 2...1!" She pulled back the tab, it gave way with a ssspppiff sound. Harry's eye's snapped open and he bolted up right staring wildly around until his eyes fell on the coke in Indigo's hand.
"Coke!" He stated enthusiastically.
"Yup. Coke." Indigo said calmly, she took a sip of the coke and dramatically, rubbed her stomach, "Umm." She liked her lips and put a look of pure pleasure on her face.
"Hey, no fair!" Harry looked on with jealousy, you see, Harry is obsessed with coke. That's the one down fall of Hogwarts, no coke.
"Oh, im sorry, did you want one?" Indigo said, but making no move to give him one. Harry nodded vigorously his glasses slipping down his nose.
"Well, you'll have to beg." She said dropping the curtain that had blocked her evil grin at last.
"Oh common! Give me one! Please?" He begged.
"No sale. Even the dogs can do better than that!"
"Fine." Harry said. He reached up and removed his glasses from his face, flicking hare delicately from his eyes and face. He crossed over to join Indigo on her seat. He sat right up next to her, he going to use the 'ol Potter charm. He looked strait into her eyes knowing he could make her crack with ease.
"You know that's not fair,"he whispered so that only she could hear. He never looked away, but blinking slightly. "Can I have a pop now?" He leaned closer so he could whisper it right in her ear. Indigo's heart must have skipped a few beats, she could feel his warm breath against her neck as he whispered something to her, only her subconsciousness seemed to understand, because she answered,
"Uh-hun." She said not moving. Bright green eyes bore into hers, his perfect features making a vary feminine part of her mind scream, Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot! He edged closer, leaning across her to reach for a coke, not taking his eyes from her's. She sort of made to cut his hand off but stoped when he reach up to brush a lock of dark red hare from her face. Harry had focussedhis magic into his hand and carefully, only releasing a tinny bit, created spark and making the thing revolve around his fingers and spin it's self around her hare as his fingers made contact with it, then disappeared in a spiralling mist. Again he reached across to retrieve a can of pop. A little further, don't take your eyes off her...got it!
"HA!" Harry leapt up off her seat and flew across to his own seat. He grinned at her stunned face, she looked absolutely horrified.
"Y-you! You...! That's not fair!" She was at a loss for words and absolutely fuming with rage. Harry knew he would pay dearly in the long run, but right now he had won. The score was one-one in there little game, males on females, the girls had gotten them with the 'lost van incident' and now Harry with his clever male charm work.
Harry and Arn exchanged hi-fives, "HA! Pothead strikes again!"
"Hey! I resent that!" Harry said grinning. He sat back on his seat after getting one more slap on the back in congratulation by Arn.
"So Harry, when are you going to spill your little story about your heroic mission thingy, what ever you super hero dudes call them." Arn asked innocently. Harry knew better, when the hell ever is Arn innocent? Harry glared, super hero? Hell, he was no super hero! He got his godfather killed for Christ sakes! His face dropped and he put on an invisible mask to hide any emotion that his friends were likely to see.
"I'd rather not talk about it..."
"Oh, common! It can't be that bad!"
"Arn." Pete warned, shooting him a look through the rear view mirror.
"Never mind Pete, I might as well get it over with." Harry took a deep breath and lunched into his story of what happened in the department of mysteries and his blaming himself for Sirius's death and how he felt that it was his fault, and then the prophecy which held his fate, kill or be killed, sorta like Darwin's law, eat or be eaten. When he finally talked him self out, he waited for his friends reactions as he played with a rip in the seam of his overly large black shirt. Nothing happened for a long while. Kira, Indigo and Arn stayed silent as they knew to leave this sort of thing to Pete, who was studding Harry , once again through the rear-view mirror.
"Well, I guess you got your work cut out for ya, little dude." Pete said in way that closed the conversation, seeing as Harry didn't feel up to talking about his ordeal any further. "Anywho, I want music damn it! I don't care if you guys aren't in the mood or not! What's pizza and pop with out rock?!" He successfully managed to change the subject.
"Right-o Pete dude, what we playin'...?" Arn asked but was interrupted by Kira,
"Hey what's that?" she said pointing out her window to a large sign up a head. The others in the back all leaned forward to see what she was pointing at. Harry pushed his glasses further up his nose and looked out at the sign that read, X-Game Competition 1pm-5pm/ Live Band Playing in closing ceremony(5:30pm). Band Playing: Dude Fest.
"Looks sweat, to bad its after five." Kira said.
"Hey there's still a show..."
"No way are we stopping again! My sis's dance exhibition is in at nine! No time." Arn said sitting back in his seat. To his horror, Pete slowed down and turned into the parking lot.
"What the hell are you doing!" Arn all but yelled.
"Chill out dude. Its 5:40 I just want to hear a bit of the band that's playing that's all, I doubt we'd be aloud in. We'd probably need a ticket or something. He stuck his head out the window after parking it in the closest place, and strained his ears to pick up any sounds of a band, nothing. Kira opened her door and stepped out onto the pavement, she shielded her eyes with her hand against the setting sun, as she did so she caught sight of something or someone running towards them. It was a squat little man, balding and waring a white button up shirt and a pair of black, dress pants.
"There you are! Your late! Its insane out there..." The little man said looking throughly relived.
"Whoa! What are you talking about? Who are you?" Kira said putting her hands up to silence the man.
"You mean your not the band...what are they called, Dude Fest?" The Pits shook their heads. The man looked suddenly near tears.
"But you are a band?"
"Yes...Your band late or something?" Kira caught on immediately as to what the man was getting to but answered like she had no idea.
"Yes they are, so you're a band, all of you?"he said slyly, looking at all the teens assemble before him. Some were holding instruments. Harry (who had his guitar in hand) and the other two who were sitting in the back had filed out a few moments before to see who Kira was talking to.
"Yes, this our whole band. Why do you ask?" Kira said in her most innocent voice.
"Could you play reserve? Please? It was suppose to be a normal controlled show but the kids are turning it into a mosh-pit trying to keep them selves entertained!" He begged.
"Guys, no. My sister's dance recital, remember?" Arn said a little panicky.
"Oh, common Arn, has your sister ever been to one of your gigs why go to her's? Just call your mom, she'll understand, she's all for our band!" Kira said throwing Arn her cell phone.
"Ya, like it will be that easy." he grumble but dialled his home number as he went to the other side of the van.
"We'll play, just wait for our friend to call his mum."
"Don't worry your selves with hulling your instruments onto the stage, everything you'll need is already set up for you." The man said beaming at them.
"I don't play any other guitar but my own!" Harry throwing the strap of his guitar around his shoulder as he said that.
Arn came back around the van and declared that his mom said it was ok if he missed his sisters dance thing and that his mom would be calling everyone's parents or guardians to notify them of there children's late arrival. And soon they were being lead through the competition grounds to the main building where they were met by many relived smiles. They were led just off the stage where they could her the annoyed screams of hundreds of spectators.
"OK this is what happens, you go out when I introduce you and then you just play as many songs as you can before our band gets hear and then we pay you for whatever length of time you spend playing here. Got it?" The little man who's name they still did not know asked. They nodded. "Good." he turned to walk onto the stage but turned back and asked, "Do you have a name, your band I mean?"
"Harry Arm Pits." Harry said and watched the man raise an eyebrow but say nothing and just hurry onto the stage microphone in hand.
"This is so exciting! Our first real show!" Kira squealed in delight.
"Its not really a show, we're probably only going to have time to play one or two songs before the real band gets here. So what are we playing first?" Pete said looking at Harry for the last part.
"What about "Beautiful?" Harry suggested, it was a good song to star with, it gave people an idea of who they are. (AN: THIS IS IMPORTANT! Everyone reading this take two minutes and go to west49 .com right NOW! I could not find the lyrics for the first two songs I want on there show, but you can here the song 'beautiful' by social code and the 'next big thing' by 1208 on that site. Now as soon as you get into that site go to the playlist in the top right corner and click on 'next' and then click on the first song and imagine Harry and the others playing it, then go the 'next big thing' and do the same. Thank-you!)
"Beautiful' sounds great."
"Shh. He's about to say our name."
"HARRY ARM PITS!" They walked onto the stage to large blast of cheers and screams. They stepped over to there places. Arn slipping onto the seat behind the drum set and began testing the microphone and drums as the others were tuning varius guitars. Harry was the lead singer and guitarist. Kira, also playing electric guitar set up not to far from Harry. Pete and Indigo were closest to Arn ready with the basses.
"You guys ready?" Harry said quietly to is friends behind him. They gave thumbs up or nodded. He then turned to the microphone and addressed the crowd.
"HEY! You may not have heard of us unless you hang around Surry, a couple hours from here, but any way, we're the Harry Arm Pits and we're going to play you a song called 'Beautiful." More rounds of cheering blasted back at them by the hundreds of teens illuminated by the setting sun, all looked ready for some good music.
Indigo and Pete started with a heavy bass intro with Harry starting softly in the background and then the softness broke as Arn, Kira, and Harry beat hard on there instruments, Harry with the rhythm, and then started to sing,
People all ways try to put me down
but I, I don't ever give a fuck what people say!
I try listen to the voice inside my head
I try, I try, I try...!
I feel so beautiful today!
(Pete:) (Ba ba ba ba ba bada ba!)
Your just so typical, you can't break me!
Im not ever going to fall in line caus' I,
I don't wanna be another plastic mind
I try listen to the voice inside my head
I try, I try, I try...!
I feel so beautiful today!
(Pete:) (Ba ba ba ba ba bada ba!)
Your just so typical, you can't break me!
I feel so beautiful to day!
(Pete:) (Ba ba ba ba ba bada ba!)
Your just so typical, you can't break me!
Your just like everybody, why would I wanna be like you?!!
(A/N then it dose this weird thing...)
(Pete:) 1! 2! 3! 4!
I feel so beautiful today!
(Pete:) (Ba ba ba ba ba bada ba!)
Your just so typical, you can't break me!
I feel so beautiful today!
(Pete:) (Ba ba ba ba ba bada ba!)
Your just so typical, you can't break me!
(Pete:) BA BA BA BA BADA BA!
(A/N the lyrics are probably wrong is places since I had to get them by listening to the song about twenty times and writing the sentences as fast I could before starting the song over again to get the next part!)
As the song ended they were met by new screams of approval. Harry grinned and turned to the band, "Next song, "Next Big Thing." He turned back to the mike
(Insert lyrics here, can't find them, just listen to the song on west49 .com or download it or call a friend who can download it and listen to it over the phone. Sweet song you don't wanna miss it!)
"Next song is "Queen of Pain" Harry said to the others. (AN Ill stop doing this don't worry, this my fav song right now (by alkaline trio!)
They all started the song together, before harry started singing...
There's a fire forming
not too far from here.
Out on the east coast maybe
it resides in you my dear.
We're worn out on all courtesy
we've made our curtain calls.
Like vampire bats deprived of blood
into the New York City night we crawl.
And you've got a funny way of showing
off your bathroom surgery.
You said you were just cooling down
from plans of leaving me.
There something i should tell you
for we may not have much time...
I've never met arms like yours.
And the stars at night are big and
bright deep in your eyes miss vincent.
You told me once i made you smile
we both know damn well i didn't.
I'm not much of a jester
but i'd test poison food for you your majesty.
You're royal blue.
I'm loyalty, my king of pain.
There's a hard rain falling,
flooding your attic it's clear.
It can't put out the fire
that resides in you my dear.
There's something i should tell you
for we may not have much time.
I've never seen scars like yours.
Next song: punk rock song (bad religion)
have you been to the desert?
have you walked with the dead?
there's a hundred thousand children being killed for their bread
and the figures don't lie they speak of human disease
but we do what we want and we think what we please
have you lived the experience?
have you witnessed the plague?
people making babies sometimes just to escape
in this land of competition the compassion is gone
yet we ignore the needy and we keep pushing on
we keep pushing on
this is just a punk rock song
written for the people who can see something's wrong
like ants in a colony we do our share
but there's so many other fuckin' insects out there
and this is just a punk rock song
(like workers in a company we do our share
but there's so many other fuckin' robots out there)
have you visited the quagmire?
have you swam in the shit?
the party conventions and the real politik
the faces always different, the rhetoric the same
but we swallow it, and we see nothing change
nothing has changed...
10 million dollars on a losing campaign
20 million starving and writhing in pain
big strong people unwilling to give
small in vision and perspective
one in five kids below the poverty line
one population runnin' out of time
Next song: Sinister Rouge (bad religion)
Innocents burned,
alive at the stake
Tortured and dumpedIn nameless graves
Centuries wane
Authority died
Scattering seeds of ancient lies
Sinister rouge
Coming back for more
To even the score
Sinister rouge
Coming back for more
To even the score
Child molesters
And Jesuits
Holding secret conference
Underneath the pontiff''s nose
And only God will ever know
Sinister rouge
Coming back for more
To even the score
Sinister rouge
Coming back for more
To even the score
Give us this day
Our daily bread
Your legacy
We'll not forget
Lick the wounds
Cleanse the land
The modern world
Rejects your hand
Sinister rouge
Coming back for more
To even the score
Sinister rouge
Coming back for more
To even the score
Sinister rouge
The nightmare comes in sinister rouge
The next song was just an instrumental, no vocalization at all. Harry looked over to see if he could make out anything out back stage as he played, ('Overturn' by bad religion) "where was that other band?" he thought as the song ended. They continued to play as the sun sunk further leave the stars in its wake. They played, Social Suicide next, then, Boy Who Destroyed The World: (AN: top of the playlist on 'Tony Hawk's Pro Skater3') Next it was 'Leaving Song' (AFI)
this was a bit slower, it started with Harry playing alone and then the others kicked in with there instruments and Harry started to sing.
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