I'm Back!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And thank you all for the lovely reviews!!!!!!! I honestly think you're all too kind.

About the name thing, we're having a vote! Yes, this early on in the fic. Any bits with his name will currently be Chester. As it was my original idea, though now I'm not too sure.

The names you can vote for are:

Chester Bennington (who is the lead singer of Linkin Park, whom I'm mostly basing the band on. And who Harry shall be for just now.)

Orion Black (Thank you 'Unknown' for that idea!!!!! :)  )

Or any other ideas you, or I may happen to have. When I get the name, I'll go and replace the chapters with the name instead of Chester, unless, of course, you vote for Chester.

All thanks for the reviews will be at the end of the chapter! Now, onto the story:

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor do I own any songs mentioned in this entire story, nor do I own these names mentioned in this chapter or story (unless I made them up, of course!) And I don't own Linkin Park.

As Harry and the boy walked into the garage the others all looked around.

"What was… Who are you?" Asked one of the guys standing in the shadows.

"Oh, erm… I'm Chester." (read a/n above) Harry wasn't too sure whether or not he trust the band yet, despite the fact the most certainly seemed like muggles, you could never really tell now-a-days. Besides, if he did get in (which was a laugh, he thought to himself) he didn't want people in the wizarding world recognizing him.

"Oh. Hi!"

"I've dragged him in here to see how well he can sing. He says he can't, but I think we're desperate here." The others nodded. He turned back to Harry. "Well, I'm Mike. This is our drummer, Rob." He pointed to another dark haired boy with a baseball cap on backwards, twirling drumsticks in his hand.

"This is Joe, he's our DJ." He pointed to a guy who replied to Harry's nod with a 'Hey!' who had dark hair and a slightly Asian look about him.

"This is Brad, our guitarist." This guy and a clear shaved head, though Harry knew the last time he saw him he had had relatively short brown hair, and a small goatee.

"And this is Dave, but we all call him Phoenix. He's our bassist." The last boy was the one with the dyed ginger hair, who was sitting at the drum kit tapping his fingers on the high-hat (sp?).

"So, now that the introductions out of the way, I wanna see what you can do." Clearly seeing the panicked look on Harry's face he added, "Don't worry. We'll let you hear the tune, give you the lyrics then you can start. And if it's not good, don't worry. We'll all be paying to much attention to what we're playing, so we won't notice. Will we guys?"

A series of 'No's went around, as everyone went to their places. Mike came back over with a sheet of paper. "Ok. This songs called 'Crawling'. It still needs a lot of work on it, but if you get through, we'll work on that together. Ready to hear it?"

All Harry could do was nod in reply.

"Ok then. Rob, if you would please?" Rob gave the count in with the drumsticks and Harry heard the music start.

He looked at the lyrics as the music was playing, trying to decide where he was supposed to start singing, then once he heard the music becoming more aggressive, he decided that would be it. By the end of the song he had more or less figured it out, but was still nervous. Partially because he was sure he couldn't sing and would mess it up, and partially because he had discovered half way through that it would be better to sing the chorus in an aggressive tone of voice to match the music. The way things were going, he was sure he wouldn't be able to survive.

"So, Chester. You ready to sing?" This time it wasn't Mike speaking, but Joe.

"Yeah. I think so." He muttered, sounding more confident than he felt. Hearing Rob give the count in, he felt his heart start to race. This was it. Time to make a fool of himself.

Listening carefully, he found the bit he would start at, took a deep breath and belted out, in what he hoped was an aggressive voice, which it sounded like to him, but how would he know if it sounded like that to the others, he belted it out.

"Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal.
Fear is powerful
Confusing what is real.

There's something inside me
That pulls beneath the surface.
Beneath the surface
Consuming,
Confusing.
 
This lack of self-control
I found so overwhelming.
Controlling,
I can't seem
To find the strength within
My walls are closing in." He got the shock of his life when Mike started his part.

"Without a sense of confidence
And I'm convinced
That there's just too much pressure to take"


"I've felt this way before
So insecure.

Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal.
Fear is powerful
Confusing what is real.

Discomfort endlessly has laid itself upon me
Itself upon me
Distracting,
Reacting.
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It's haunting, 
How I can't seem...
To find the strength within
My walls are closing in"

"Without a sense of confidence
And I'm convinced
That there's just too much pressure to take"


"I've felt this way before
So insecure" Harry stopped again, this bit had confused him. But when Mike started again, it all made sense. This was Mikes part.

"Raindrops put the rhythm on the pavement
And drip from the blacktop into the basement
Traces of the rain pervade this
To erase your hate and take this
From the fakeness.
Raindrops put the rhythm on the pavement
And drip from the blacktop into the basement
Traces of the rain pervade this
To erase your hate and take this
From the fakeness...." He pulled himself away in time to start singing again.


"To find the strength within
My walls are closing in
I felt this way before so insecure

Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is powerful
Confusing what is real

Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is powerful
Confusing what is real" (A/N Crawling, Demo version. Not mine!)

Harry looked around once the music had ended, chewing on his lip, only to see the others staring at him. "It wasn't that bad, was it?" he asked timidly.

Rob started up. "That bad!? That bad! How the hell could you say that?! It was the best singing I've heard in a long time! And we've had people auditioning every week for the past month! If it was up to me, I'd say you're in. What do you guys say?"

The others all agreed, or in some cases, started reprimanding Rob for even asking if he was in, as it was, apparently "That bloody obvious."

Mike turned to him, amongst the muddle of body's coming to congratulate him and said "And in case you didn't get any of that, it means you're in. Welcome to Hybrid Theory. (A/N, sorry, lack of better name! For those of you who know where I got it, at least.)

Well, the end of another chapter has come. And I need to thank:

Baby Goo Goo 2: Yeah. An original name would be better, wouldn't it? But unfortunately, I'm not very good with coming up for names, as I'm sure you spotted in this chapter!

Lady S: Thanks! I'm glad you like the idea. And thanks for keeping an eye out!

Damia – Queen of the Gypsi's: Those lyrics were FANTASTIC!!!!! You can definitely expect me to be writing to Stevie for permission to use the song in the story. Thanks for the suggestion, it was brilliant!!!!!!!!

Unknown: I like the idea of Orion Black. I've added it to the name vote. If it turns out being one of the other two that win, I'm going to use Orion Black as an alias for when he's out in the muggle world but doesn't want to get noticed. Thanks for reviewing!!!!! ^_^

       : I like the name!!! Don't worry. It won't be completely LP. I'm just using them for just now as I'm familiar with them and the music and the lyrics. I'll also be adding bits from Evanescence and other bands. I'm hoping to be able to add a local band Char grilled Squirrels!

Dude: Thank you very much! There will be a lot of LP stuff in this story, but I'm letting you know, it won't all be LP as some people don't like them. But the story will mostly be LP.

Thank you all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please, review again, and if you haven't reviewed yet, please do now!!!!!

Thanks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh! And vote! (If you don't know what I'm talking about by now read the A/N at the top! Bye for now!