Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not the song, not the HP characters, not anything.

Harry Potter sat up on his knees after finishing pulling the almost non-existent weeds in the Dursley's garden. Since the death of Sirius he had decided it would be a good idea to keep busy. The Dursley's, having realized this once he came in from doing his chores and asking if there was anything else to do, were only too happy to give him work that meant he would be out their way for the day.

It was then Harry realized that he had done all his chores for the day. There wasn't much anyway, seeing as he done most of them every day meaning there was no need to do them again. Knowing the Dursley's didn't want him back inside the house till about eight that night, he decided to go a walk around the street.

Glancing at his watch he discovered it was only half seven. He had plenty of time to wander a bit further and be back in time.

Just as he was nearing the end of Wisteria Walk, he heard a noise. Like a constant banging sound, then someone screaming "Shut up, will you?! I'm trying to concentrate!"

Walking towards the noise he saw an open garage door, and inside what was obviously a band. Listening in he heard them talking.

"Right, lets just do one more song then go home. I'm beat." The one who said this was a relatively tall dark haired boy, whom the others seemed to obey.

"So, which one?" This guy was clearly the drummer, as he was twirling drum sticks in his hands. The first boy spoke again.

"How 'bout… we just do the music for… papercut?" Agreements went around and they started playing.

Harry walked back home in a trance. It was coming up for eight o'clock, but he didn't care. The music the band had played had hypnotized him. It was really good. Even without lyrics. He decided he would go back tomorrow night, at half six, when the would start practicing. This information he had picked up.

Walking through the front door of the Dursley's household, he ignored the angry Petunia screeching at him for being late and just walked up to his room, ignoring her comment about 'weird freaks with anti-social behavior.'

It had been just over one week since Harry had first heard the band play. And everyday he went back over to hear them again. By doing this he had discovered that some of the songs had lyrics for their main vocalist to rap to, but some of them clearly needed a singer, which he has also discovered, the rapper was not.

Tonight was to be the same as every other night. He was going to (A/N: Try to take over the world!!! Sorry. Random insanity! ^_^) go to wisteria walk and sit behind the bushes and listen to the band.

He was running a bit later than usual, so he speeded up to try and hear the band before they would finish for the night. As he was nearing the garage, he started to slow down but didn't see one of Mrs. Figg's cats standing in his way as he tripped right into the bush while trying to avoid it.

"What the hell was that?" Asked one of the band members.

"Dunno. Go check it out."

"What!? Why me?"

"'Cos you're the one that mentioned it. Now go!"

"Alright, alright, keep your head on."

Trying to disentangle himself, Harry heard one of the boys approaching. He saw them part the bush and stare at him, not at all surprised to see him there.

"So. You're the one who's been sneaking around here when we've been practicing, huh?"

Harry, thinking it would be best to play ignorant replied with, a very intelligent, "Huh?"

"Don't play dumb with me. The others might not have seen you sneaking about, but I did. Now why the hell were you sneaking about anyway? You're not trying to steal our stuff are you?" He spoke in a joking manner, though it was obvious to Harry that he thought that was just what he was doing.

"No. I wasn't." Seeing the look he got he added "Honestly. I happened to be passing one night and heard you practicing. I thought you were good, so I came back to hear you play again."

The boy stared at Harry for a while before accepting the excuse as the truth. "Ok. Fine. I'll let you go then." He helped him up and turned to go back into the garage, before pausing, and turning back to Harry. "Hey! You wouldn't happen  to be able to sing, would you?"

Harry, shaking his head in a 'no', turned to leave again.

"Have you tried?" Asked the boy, in a very desperate tone. "We really need someone who can sing, and you seem to like the band so…" he drifted off.

"Well, I've not tried. But I'm positive I'd be no good."

"At least try. Please! We're desperate. The only way we can get signed is if we have a singer," Then he added as an afterthought "And another lyricist."

"Fine. But don't yell at me when you've all got to cover your ears for protection."

The boy grinned. "Deal. Now come on, I'll introduce you to everyone."

As Harry got pushed towards the garage, he couldn't help but feel quite happy. At least he wasn't in trouble for eavesdropping!

So, everyone! That is my new fic.

For those of you who are familiar with Linkin Park, you will recognize Papercut.

Most of the songs will be Linkin Park, but if you have ANY other ideas, please tell me.

Another thing, should I make Harry have a different name? You know, so he won't be recognized in the Muggle world? And if so, should I use Chester Bennington? And should I use Mike, Rob, Joe etc. for the others?

Now that the questions have been given, I beg you to answer!!!!!!!!!!!! Please review!!!!!