I would like to thank Nightwish for the use of their song "Wish I Had An Angel", and feel obliged to say that I hold no rights to this song, other than being a fan.
14 – "Wish I Had An Angel"
The band assembled behind a heavy curtain. They would hear the rustlings of the rest of the school, seated scant meters away. The headmaster gave them a few words of encouragement before returning to his seat.
'Gothis Selbst!' and the black shadow burst from Jerrod's wand. The chill cloud covered him, and he felt the familiar change going on. Around him, Beck and the others did the same. Jerrod looked at his new reflection. A messy head of white hair fell about his ears, while a sleeveless long-coat draped from his shoulder to the floor, covering his bare chest and loose fitting black pants. At the flick of his wand, the curtain fell away. Beck stepped up to her microphone, her buttoned black coat flowing about her. Accompanied by a haunting keyboard chord, Beck began to sing.
'I wish I had an angel for one moment of love, I wish I had your angel tonight'. The last word was drowned out by the loud entrance of guitar and drum. A loud cheer erupted from the crowd, and the band played on.
'Deep into a dying day, I took a step outside an innocent heart; Prepare to hate me fall when I may; this night will hurt you like never before' Jerrod looked up from his bass, and could see the headmaster shuffling in his seat, uncomforted by something. Vera added her voice to the bridge.
'Old loves they die hard; Old lies they die harder' Beck took a step back from the microphone, and turned to look a Jerrod, who leaned into his own, and belted out the beginning of the chorus
'I wish I had an angel for one moment of love; I wish had your angel your Virgin Mary undone.' Beck resumed her vocals, causing a duet of voice.
'I'm in love with my lust burning angel wings to dust; I wish I had your angel tonight.' Evan and Jake leapt up to the front of the stage, black guitars reflecting the thousands of candles adorning the hall. Their guitar duet echoed eerily around the Great Hall. Jerrod looked again at the Headmaster, and locked eyes with him for a moment. The headmaster promptly disappeared. Jerrod quickly turned back to the performance, just in time to scream out the second verse, with Vera.
'Greatest thrill, not to kill; But to have the prize of the night'
There's something wrong, thought Jerrod, a knot forming in his gut.
'Hypocrite, wannabe friend; 13th disciple who betrayed me for nothing!' Beck's voice rang out for the second bridge.
'Last dance, first kiss; Your touch, my bliss; Beauty always come with dark thoughts' Larson rolled up and down his kit leading into the final chorus. Jerrod cleared his throat.
'I wish I had an angel for one moment of love; I wish had your angel your Virgin Mary undone.' Beck stepped forward and rejoined once more.
'I'm in love with my lust burning angel wings to dust; I wish I had your angel tonight.' Jerrod sang out the last strains of the song, accompanied by a rampaging drum solo.
'I wish I had an angel; I wish I had an angel; I wish I had an angel.' Larson jammed for a few moments longer, and finished with a massive symbol crash at the same time as the Keen's ripped the last chords on their guitars. As the applause died away, a single dark figure remained clapping at far end of the hall.
Lord Voldemort.