A/N: Heh heh heee...eh...sorry you had to wait so long for this update...been busy writing more and READING your reviews. So HUGE thanks to all my readers...love you...this next chappie is a slight song-fic but nothing major...please keep reading and reviewing.
Warning: This fic is getting insane in a funny way:)
Part 4. I'm your man and you know I can--. Barry White.
"So, you are saying that this year's adventure will be saving your thongs?" Ron asked as the trio walked down to breakfast the next morning.
"Yep," Harry said happily.
"But mate, that's disturbing," the red head whined, and the two other teens decided to ignore him.
"Hhhmm bacon," Ron murmured as soon as he had sat on the table.
It didn't take long for all of them to be absorbed in their own things. Hermione was scribbling something that Harry couldn't quite see (but hoped it to be the thong-resque plan), Neville and Ginny were on it and Harry himself was peering at the teacher's table. Not ogling Snape's washed sexy hair or anything like that, noup, but just resting his eyes on something else than Ron's big-style-eating.
Just when Harry was about to take his second roll the hall filled with owls.
"Finally me mom remembered," Harry heard Seamus utter, his mouth full of toast.
"What did you get?" Ron asked trying to catch Pigwidgeon who was chirping loudly above his head.
"Uh, nothing much," Seamus said quietly and dared a glance at Dean who was blushing for who knows why.
"Oi Harry, you got a letter! Who's owl is that? I haven't seen it before," said Ron, who had finally managed to get his mail, and pointed at the owl who was sitting on top of the milk can in front of Harry, glaring them all with it's beady eyes.
"I dunno Ron. Maybe Remus has bought a new one?" Harry guessed as he reached towards the owl who unwillingly stretched out it's leg.
"That's a good owl," Harry goo-ed.
"Well, what's in it, Harry?" asked Ginny, who had decided to join them.
"Maybe you shouldn't Harry. It could be dangerous," Hermione said watching the letter closely.
"But 'Mione, I thought we would have an adventure this year?" Harry quietly pounted.
The Gryffindors who were near enough to hear this moved a little closer. After all, things had gotten a bit boring after their fifth year so they would take any change they got to have an adventure.
"What is this talk about adventure? Ron, I'm your sister - why the hell haven't you told me?" Ginny ranted and poked his brother.
The Golden trio sat silently, not wanting to endanger their friends. It had been bad enough the last time when they had stormed into the Ministry of Magic to save Sirius.
"The Pilgon´s mating season has just started. It's a good time to have a Cnaphat," came a dreamy voice behind them. Luna Lovegood.
"Oh, hi Luna. How are you?" Harry said smiling, trying to lead the conversation on to safer waters.
"Just tell us what is going on and then open the dangerous letter. I can't take this ordinary life anymore," Ginny urged the trio.
"Fine, but if something happens to you I'm gonna tell on you," Hermione said crossing her arms.
Without further nagging, Harry started to explane how his thongs were disappearing all the time and how they had decided to make their lives interesting again by getting on with this stupid resque thingy.
When the explanation was done, Harry started to open the letter. He looked around the mob gathering around him; Ginny, Luna, Neville, Seamus, Dean, Ron and of course Hermione were all holding their breathes.
He slipped his index finger between the paper and ripped the envelope. The air was suddenly filled with the scent of roses, bananas and…rain? And then there was music.
I know how to love you
I know how to do it to you
I know how to make you feel like you wanna feel
But I can't lose what I used
The song started slowly and then got louder. And then the voice. It was nothing compared to Snape's but--.
"Barry White!" Harry screamed happily. A broad smile was shining on his face as he started to sing quietely along.
I'm qualified to satisfy you
Anyway you want me to
Qualified to satisfy you
Anyway you want me to
"Hey, can you hear the emphasize on some words or letters?" Hermione asked while listening closely to the song from the letter.
"Yeah, now when you mention it, I do," Dean said and looked at Harry who was way far in his Lalala-land. That disturbingly gay boy had fallen in love with the letter's senter. Berry White had apparently some powerful talents to make school boys melt into budding.
Qualified to satisfy you
Anyway you want me to
I'm qualified to satisfy you
Anyway you want me to
Some times you need lovin'
Morning, noon and night
Makes no difference when it is
My darling, it's alright
By now the the entire hall was looking at the Gryffindor table, where Harry Potter was all but in love. Some were laughing at the silly scene, some were a bit puzzled. But two persons, one sitting at the teacher's table and the other on Slytherin, were murdereously jealous. They were both sure that the other had sent the stupid letter and were now glaring at each other.
Albus Dumbledore was having fun. Everything was going just like a glove (as Ace Ventura would put it).
I'm your man and you know I can
Make you feel the way you want to
Just tell me whatever you need
And that's what I'm gonna do
I'm qualified to satisfy you
Anyway you want me to
Qualified to satisfy you
Anyway you want me to
I'm qualified to satisfy you
Anyway you want me to
I'm qualified to satisfy you
Anyway you want me to
What kind of idiots are they? Snape tought as he snickered into his muffin. Trying to hypnotize the boy? That isn't willing you worms! He almost laughed aloud.
When it comes to lovin' you
No one could love you more
There's no contest, I know I'm the best
'Cause you're all I'm livin' for
I'm your man and you know I can
Make you feel the way you want to
"Oh my god! Burn the letter," Hermione suddenly yelled.
"Why? I think the song is nice, even if it's muggle," Ginny said confused.
"Take it off of his hands!" Hermione screeched and tried to leap over the table to snatch it.
"Hermione, calm down, it's just Barry White," Dean tried to soothe the furious girl.
"Don't you get it? It's manipulating Harry by the emphasized words!" She yelled and pointed the letter of Doom.
There was a pause so short no one even knew it was there before Harry's friends attacked the poor boy.
"Incendio," Neville pointed his wand at the letter which was now on the table.
The flames of Hell did their job. The Evil letter was blasted.
"Guys this just got a lot more dangerous thong-saving-mission then it was before," Ron said holding Harry who was trying to save his letter.
"No, no no...Barryyy," he wailed.
"Ten points to Griffindor for job well done," someone from the Slytherin table shouted.
"Malfoy?" Ginny asked swooing a little.
"Yes Weasel-woman, it's me. Now shut up and take Potty to hospital wing," Draco said maturely, taking his Prefect job very seriously at the moment.
"Petrificus Totalus," Neville said and whirled his wand again so that Harry couldn´t move.
"Let´s take him to Madam Pomfrey," Hermione said watching his poor little Harry.
"I will accompany you there. It's on my way anyway," Charlie said as he reached the younger Lions.
"Charlie? What are you doing here?" Ginny screamed as she jumped at her older brother.
"Albus asked if I was interested in teaching Care of Magical Creatures this year because of Hagrid's death last spring, and I said yes." His smile faded as he saw Harry's stiff body.
They were all about to leave when a voice interrupted them.
"I'm sorry to bother you Professor Weasley, but the Headmaster has asked me to show you around now when you have taken Hagrid's place as a teacher. Would you please fallow me." Draco Malfoy leered, his eyes glowing triumph. You can think again if I let you be alone with Potty ever again. I don't care if I have to spend the time with you myself. He is MINE, Droco thought forcefully trying to teleport them to the now snarling man.
"Thank you for your consern Mr. Malfoy but I think I manage myself," Charlie said and took a couple of steps towards the doors.
"I'm sure you can but the headmaster insisted," Draco said nodding towards Albus whose eyes were twinkling madly.
"Oh fine. Let´s go then," the dragontamer finally said and started to march out of the hall. His robes were billowing behind him.
"Did I just sense some rivalry between the two of them?" Seamus asked as he carried Harry with Ron.
"Yes," they all choired.
"Did you find out who sent it?" Harry asked between chocolate bites.
The gang was gathered around his bed at the hospital wing. They had been there all day making sure there wouldn't be any other surprises.
"No. There wasn't any Dark magic or personal aura signature. We have nothing Harry," Hermione said sadly.
"It's okay. We´ll figure it out eventually," Harry smiled gently.
They were suddenly interrupted when there were loud voices shouting in the corridor.
A couple of minutes lates the door slammed open and two figures limped in. Madam Pomfrey was with them in an instant.
"What on earth happened to you Mr. Malfoy and Weasley? You look like you have been living under a rock for the last decade," she fussed and steered them to the nearest beds which were on both sides of Harry's.
"The Whomping Willow mauled us," came from Draco at the same time as,
"The Centaurs were hungry," came from Charlie.
"Is that so?" Pomfrey asked, her arms crossed and lips pursed in a thin line.
Both of them were silent, obviously not going to tell her the truth any time close. They just lied there blood on their faces, pants ripped and muddy.
"Fine. FINE. Be that way. You can explane yourself to the Headmaster then, see if I care," she shouted and marched to the potion cabinet to get something for their pain.
"2 galleons for Harry and my brother," Ginny whispered to Hermione who stared at the younger girl, clearly not believing her own eyes.
"Never! 4 galleons for Harry and Malfoy," she said counting her money at same time.
"What are you whispering about," Ron asked as he moved closer to hear the two mysterious girls.
"Nothing," they both said smiling sweetly.
A/N: The next chapter...Mahahahahahaaaa...did you really think I would give it away?...Evil laugh