Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JKR,sadly, but one day, we'll clone him so we can all have our own!
A/N: ok, it's a little wierd start, but this chapter picks up where the last left off, so if you're confused, re-read the end of the last chapter. ok, bibi!
There was a chorus of no's, and Chyenne and her friends looked disappointed, when she got an idea. "I'll be right back." She said before popping away. She cams back a few minutes later, carrying a large duffel bag. "Okay, I've got CD's tapes, recorded performances, and a couple of old costumes. What do you guys want to do first?"
The group came together, and quietly discussed what to do for a moment, then broke apart. Chyenne pulled a CD out of the case and placed it in the stereo. The group got into a different formation, and one of them flicked their wand at it, causing it to start playing. Hermione's face lit up in recognition. "Oh my gosh I love this song!" Then she started singing along. " Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me? Don't cha Don't cha Don't cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me? Don't cha Don't cha"
Lily, James and Sirius's eyes were wide as they watched them dance. "Lily, "James asked. "Is it just me or does our daughter look like a whore?"
"No James it's not just you, but it's not just her either."
"Holy crap my son is one lucky bastard." Sirius said as he watched Chyenne and Aden dance together. Really, the reactions of the adults were understandable, they were dancing a little close.
Harry glanced at Draco. His fists were clenched tightly together, and his gaze was fixed on Chyenne. Harry saw her meet his gaze for a few moments, until she spun around, dropped and was caught by Aden. The song ended and they all froze, and Chyenne was again fixated with Draco's gaze.
The group relaxed a little, and Chyenne looked at those who were watching. "So what did you think?"
James opened his mouth. "You looked like a who..." Lily clapped her hand over his mouth.
"You were wonderful. but...um..."
"Yeah, it's a little, how should I put it... Dirty. But it's so much fun." Aden said. "What time is it does anybody know?"
Ron looked at his watch. "About twelve thirty."
"Oh man we've got to go." One of the girls from the dance team said. Well, see ya!" The majority of the group disappeared, leaving Aden and another girl with long black hair and blue eyes.
"Who are you?" Ginny asked
"Oh! Right! Adah Black, nice to meet you. Hey Chyenne!" She looked aver at her friend. "Want to help me with Tourniquet? I need it for the next competition."
"Okay. But you know you already know it." Chyenne said with a sigh.
"Yeah, but you're better at it. Call it... Inspiration."
"Yeah well, trust me. You don't want to be as good as I am. Cause... Well you know what the song's about." She walked back out into the middle of the room, and flicked her wand at the stereo. She stopped it for a moment, and went over to the bag that was sitting on the floor. She looked at the doorway. Her parents and Sirius had gone off around the house. Then she brought out a small black device that she pinned to the collar of her shirt. She started the stereo, and after a few measures of music she opened her mouth and started to sing.
I tried to kill the pain
but only brought more
I lay dying
and I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming
am I too lost to be saved
am I too lost?
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
do you remember me
lost for so long
will you be on the other side
or will you forget me
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming
am I too lost to be saved
am I too lost?
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
I want to die!
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my wounds cry for the grave
my soul cries for deliverance
will I be denied Christ
tourniquet
my suicide
"Chyenne. You're awesome." Adah said in amazement.
"She's right." Draco agreed.
"I wish I wasn't. Too much shit went on before I was good at doing that song. All that emotion, I paid a price for it."
Lily walked into the room. "Do you guys want to see the fourth floor?"
They nodded and she led them down to the third, and into Her and James' bedroom. Along the far wall, was a large portrait, which she tapped with her wand. The frame slid to the side, revealing a large staircase, which they climbed to another room, Half of which was filled with Quidditch memorabilia, the other half decorated with dance posters and programs. "All of the bedrooms have this. Or a variation" Lily explained. "We're planning on having you decorate your bedrooms over the next few weekends. Is that all right?"
"Definitely!" Harry and Chyenne answered together.
"Good. Now lets go kick your father's ass at Quidditch." Lily said with a mischievous smile, leading the group to the quidditch room at a run.
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