Where and how should I start? Hello losers! Oh wait that's bad. Gwen Stefani is HOT. But Taking Back Sunday is hotter, so take that Gwen! So, this story is about them. Yes, Taking Back Sunday. Isn't that fantastic! well, we will start at the beginning and at the end what I'll do is stop.

Besides Taking Back Sunday our story is about a teenage boy, Richard. Yes, Richard, the boy who lived, but then he died. At his funeral were all his friends and all his enemies to celebrate his death. Oh and it was a wonderful splash. Many people cried. In fact everyone cried because, they wanted their scene points. And the flood of tears washed Richard's casket into the deep blue sea. Then it was eaten by a whale. And then the whale,...uh we can get to that later. As I promised we can start at the beginning.

Richard woke up gloomily to an early September morning. It was the first day of school. The day that began his eventual demise. Now Richard was as normal as any other 15 year old boy, except that he was a wizard and he went to Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft. So he put on his girly looking jeans and faded t-shirt, the one with a girl holding a violin in the rain on it, and purposely did nothing to his jet black hair. He took pride in how it had lots of cowlicks in the back and hung limply, sideways just over his eyes in the front. Richard took one last look back at his refection in the mirror. His dark brown eyes still had a dark shading under them from the lack of sleep he got. He usually managed around 4 hours every night. Richard was a bit of an insomniac, so he usually gave the appearance of an unhealthy, extremely thin, sleep deprived boy or the average emo boy back in the states.

Richard and his sister, Amy, moved to England from New York City when both of their parents died in a car accident. It was an awful affair. The two old fools didn't have on seat belts and their heads came right through the windshield. And twelve year old Richard was just about to go into his first year in wizarding school. Their father had gone to Hogwarts and always had the most interesting stories to tell about it. Their mother was a muggle so didn't have much input in Richard's schooling after he was allowed to learn magic. Amy, who was already 20 at the time, became his legal guardian and decided that it would be more fitting if Richard would attend Hogwarts as their father had done. So, the brother and sister sold their house and most of their belongings and moved to England right before Richard's first school year. Anyway, Amy, the sister, took care of Richard and they lived in modest, but still comfortable conditions over the next four years. And today began Richard's fifth year at Hogwarts.

"Richard! Hurry the hell up! You always take forever getting dressed! You're late and I'm late. I've been late almost all week!" rang a girl's voice from the kitchen. Amy gave a heavy sigh as Richard walked in. "I think they're going to fire me this week. Oh well, I hated this job anyway. C'mon grab some toast and lets get out of here," Amy said as she straightened out her shirt and hair while looking into her reflection in the toaster.

"Don't try too hard to get fired. Mom and Dad's money isn't going to last forever, you know," said Richard as he took a bite out of the toast that was on the table.

"Yeah, yeah I know. Hey, don't worry too much about things around here ok? I always take care of things in the end don't I?" said Amy as she saw a concerned expression on her brother's face.

"Yeah but still. Last year when I came home for winter holiday the house was a mess and you were too tired to even trim the tree," Richard replied with a mouth full of toast.

"I promise that won't happen this year. Christmas is so commercial anyway. We know better than to buy into that. And don't speak with your mouth full. Did you remember your ticket?" said Amy.

Richard gulped down a glass of orange juice, nodded and showed her his train ticket.

"And your ipod and charger?" she asked.

"Yeah," replied Richard, "I still have to put that spell on it so the castle doesn't detect the technology. I can do that on the train, though."

"Ugh, you and your magics. I can't wait until you graduate and can finally help me out with it. What use is it when you can only use it at school?" Amy said with a note of jealousy.

Amy was born without magic and had always envied her brother a little bit. She usually showed her resentment towards him through ordering him around, but she cared too much about him to let it get out of hand.

"Meh. You and me both. Just a few more years though. Let's go. I'm all set," said Richard.

Amy helped Richard load his trunk, owl, and guitar into the car. Amy drove him to the train station while they sang along to their favourite songs from the mix tape in the car stereo. When they got there, they hugged and said goodbye.

"Be good. Love you," said Amy through the car window.

"Love you, too. I'll write to you when I get to the school," Richard Replied with a wave as he started to pack his belongings onto a nearby cart and wheeled it away.

He was walking towards Platform 9 3/4 in the London underground when it struck him, that he'd been waiting since August to find all the signatures that would get one of his favourite bands, Taking Back Sunday to play at his school. It was this big contest that was hosted by the company who made Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. The School with the most votes would win a free concert and a year's supply of every flavor beans. Over the summer, he had gotten a few friends to agree to help with the contest.