I'm glad SOMEONE liked my story, so ... yea DISCLAIMER!

I do not own HP. JK Rowling does! Not me! Nope! I don't have enough brain capasity or good grammar to create such a wonderful book.

Note: "Italics" means someone broke out into song while talking. 'Italics' means they're thinking. Onward to the story!

Chapter 2- Breaking out in song for the first time

Draco was lying in bed since that evil afternoon where he got his ass kicked by Jamie. 'Who know that girl can fight...' Draco thought solemnly, 'I had to find out the hard way.' The poor boy was punched, kicked, thrown, bitten, and slapped to death by his so-called bodyguard. And his muscles still ached, and it's late morning! He struggled to rise from his bed by rolling to the edge and sit up. As soon as he was sitting up, his door open with Jamie standing at it. She had her left eye barely open and she had in her hand her black skull cap, that was usually on top of her head, carrying it like a hand bag. The cap seems like it is alive and trying to be freed from her grasp.

"Is this yours?" Jamie mumbled, opening the bag and a tiny gray owl flew from it excitedly. It noticed Draco and flew straight towards him.

"Not exactly mine, someone elses," Draco replied, trying to grab the letter from the bird. "Give it, Pig!"

"You named that thing Pig?" Jamie looks bewildered, her right eye wide open and her left trying. "That owl flew through my window and smacked me straight in the eye!"

"It's not mine, it's the Weasley's bird. Ginny just uses-" Draco shut his mouth after he realized he told his girlfriend's name.

"Oh, so it is a girl. Ginny Weasley... where did I hear that name from... somewhere... Weasley... err...." Jamie placed her finger on her chin to think. After a good minute, Jamie snapped her fingers. "My brother Coby's staying with the Weasleys! Kick ass!"

"Oh God, he's the new exchange student?"

"Changing subjects, is this Ginny your girl? I won't tell anyone, promise."

"Yes."

"Does she give you sunshine, on a cloudy day?"

"Yea."

"Your heart, when it's cold outside, you have the month of May?"

"Yea, but where are you getting at?"

"You guess, I'll say, what can make you feel that way?

Your girl!"

"What the bloody hell are you talking about?!?!?!?!?!" Draco yelled out in frustration.

"Talking about your girl.

I've got sooo much honey, the bees envy me.

I've got a sweeter song, than the birds in the tree."

"It's offical, muggle music corrupts the minds of American wizards and witches!"

"Well, I guess you say

What can make me feel this way?

My girl!" Draco grabbed Jamie by the shoulders and shook her to death.

"Stop it, lady! No more singing! I beg you!"

"Alright, alright," Jamie stopped. "But you WILL get addicted to music, that's a promise." Jamie gave Draco a smirk before leaving his room.

"This is going to be a loong ass year," Draco sighed, sitting back down in his bed, took the letter from Pigwidgeon, and unfolded it.

D

I've missed you, too. I wish we can tell everyone about our relationship, but my brothers would kill us, Gryffindor would kill us, Slytherin would kill us, and your family would kill us.But we are going to visit Diagon Alley next Wednesday, maybe you can meet up with me somewhere along the way.

Our foreign exchange student, Jacob "Coby" Sprits, is very nice. He loves all this muggle music he brought along with him. I actually like it, too. He says he has a sister that's at your place for a job. What is she doing? Is she's as nice as her brother? It appears Coby also likes Quidditch and says he'll join the team of whatever house he's in as a Beater. He's actually good in any position.

I have to go, Harry and Hermione came to the Burrow today. Send a reply if you're going to Diagon Alley.

Love you,

Ginny

Ginny ran downstairs as soon as she sent Pig on another letter quest to greet Harry and Hermione at the door. She recognized the messy black hair and bush brown hair from any where, ran up the boy, and gave both of them a hug. "How were your summers?"

"As miserable as the others, thanks," Harry laughed. He then looked over Ron's shoulder to see Coby playing with his CD Player. "Uh..."

"'Uh' what, mate?" Ron questioned.

"Who's he?" Hermione asked.

"Name's Jacob, everyone calls me Coby," Coby took Hermione's hand and shook it lightly. "Nice meeting you..."

"My name's Hermione," she replied with a light shade of pink on her cheeks.

"I'm Harry," the black-haired teen interupted and stood in front of Coby. Harry grew over the summer, he was almost the same height as Ron and Coby, who was both 6'4''.

"What's up, Harry. Heard a lot about ya," Coby shook his hand, also.

"Yeah," Harry eyed him suspiciously.

"So Coby, where are you from?" Hermione asks.

"Mobile, Alabama from U.S.," he answers.

"Really? I read all about the U.S. I've always wanted to visited the southern states to see how their culture was different from the north," Hermione carried on a conversation with Coby.

"I don't trust him," Harry whispered to Ron and Ginny. "He looks like someone who you shouldn't trust."

"What makes you say that?" Ron asked.

"He's just jealous because he gets to talk to 'Mione and he can't," Ginny stiffled a laughed. They noticed Errol nearly miss the window and land on Ron's face.

"DUMBASS BIRD!" Ron cursed, picking up the bird and "setting" him on the couch. He removed the letters from he old owl's leg and looks at them. "It's our Hogwarts letters. They even sent yours, Coby's, and Hermione's. That man always know where someone is..."

"Cool," Coby gazed at the letter. "When do we shop?"

"Let's go next Wednesday at noon!" Ginny blurted out. Everyone peered over to the redhead and rose an eyebrow.

"You got this thing set out, eh Gin?" Ron still gave her a face. Ginny blushed and rush up the stairs in a hurry. An awkward silence flew through the four remaining people in the room.

"So... who's up for a game of wizard's chess?"

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Chapter's song(s): "My Girl" by The Temptations (1964) R.I.P. :(