A/N: Hi peoples! I love all of my faithful readers. You make my world go 'round! Ok, now I am sounding a little drunk… This chapter will probably be another long one. But, it's only long because of the songs I put in. These will be some of my favorite songs. They are by my favorite band, Sugarland. If you've heard them, you know how great they are. I encourage you to listen to them. Oh, and I didn't mean to offend anyone by calling jazz music icky. I don't think it is, but Harry does. If I offend anyone in any way, please do not hesitate to review saying I'm a "fishslapper" or a "dummkopf" or something like that. Now, enough of my boring rambling, and on with chapter 8! XD
Chapter 8: Boogie Woogie at Last
Now everyone was ready to have a romantic night filled with dancing, fun, and maybe some good, clean snogging. That's always fun! Too bad I haven't ever kissed a boy, much less made out with one…But enough of my pathetic lack of a love life!
Unfortunately, Dumbledore didn't get any music what so ever. (He had planned on himself being the musical entertainment, but he was pushed off the mysterious stage that appeared out of nowhere.)
So, Natalie decided that she would have to provide the musical entertainment. With a swift motion, she pulled out her awesome flip phone that had blue flames painted on it, flipped it open, and pushed a big, purple button. As soon as she did said actions, a muggle band appeared on the stage and started setting up their equipment to get ready to play. The band was called Sugarland.
"Natalie. Since when do you have a cell phone that gives you 24-hour-access to your favorite band? And that's another thing! They are muggles! Won't they start freaking out when they realize that magic exists?" said Raquel angrily.
"Nope. I'm Natalie. As in, 'the girl based off of the author of this story.' I can do, say, and/or have anything I want! Duh!" replied Natalie as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Then the band began to play.
They say this town,
The stars stay up all night,
Don't know can't see'em,
For the glow of the neon lights.
And it's a long way from here,
To the place where the home fires burn,
Well it's 2,000 miles and one left turn.
Dear Mom and Dad,
Please send money,
I'm so broke that it ain't funny.
I don't need much just enough to get me through.
Please don't worry 'cause I'm alright.
(I'm playin at the bar tonight)
This time I'm gonna make our dreams come true...
Well I love you more than anything in the world.
Love,
Your Baby Girl
Black top blue sky,
big town full of little white lies,
Everybody's your friend you can never be sure.
They'll promise fancy cars and diamond rings,
All sorts of shiny things.
Girl, you'll remember what your knees are for.
Dear Mom and Dad,
Please send money,
I'm so broke that it ain't funny.
I don't need much just enough to get me through.
Please don't worry 'cause I'm alright.
(I'm playin at the bar tonight)
This time I'm gonna make our dreams come true...
Well I love you more than anything in the world.
Love,
Your Baby Girl
Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Ginny looked around. Raquel and Fred were dancing to the beautiful music. They looked at Natalie. She and George were dancing way slower than the music was going. Ahhh. ;D Oh my god. That was romantic! Not Funny! What if I'm losing my touch?
I know that I'm on my way,
When I can tell every time I play.
And I know it's worth all the dues I pay,
When I can write to you and say...
Dear Mom and Dad,
I'll send money. I'm so rich that it ain't funny.
Well it oughtta be more then enough to get you through.
Please don't worry cause I'm alright,
I'm stayin here at the Ritz tonight,
Whatta ya know we made our dreams come true!
And there are fancy cars and diamond rings,
But you know that they don't mean a thing,
Well they all add up to nothin compared to you,
Well, remember me in ribbons and curls...
I still love you more than anything in the world
Love,
Your Baby Girl
(Your baby girl...
Dear Mom and Dad,
Please send money,
I'm so broke that it ain't funny,
don't need much just enough to get me through,
Please don't worry cause I'm alright,
I'm playin here at the bar tonight...
Dreams come true...)
Natalie and George were practically attached to each other by now. The situation wasn't much different for Raquel and Fred. And guess who was in the corner snogging Luna? It was none other than her date, Jordan. Okay then…I can't believe I just used 'snogging' and 'Luna' and 'Jordan' and 'the' in the same paragraph. Eww! Sugarland started a new song.
Monday, hard to wake up
Fill my coffee cup, I'm out the door
Yeah, the freeway's standing still today
It's gonna make me late, and that's for sure
I'm running out of gas and out of time
Never gonna make it there by nine
Harry and Ron asked the girls to dance. Pretty soon, the couples were in the same condition as Natalie and George: they were dancing slower than the music and were practically attached to each other. Ah, love. I wish I had it. Oh well. In my story I do have love:D
There's gotta be something more
Gotta be more than this
I need a little less hard time
I need a little more bliss
I'm gonna take my chances
Taking a chance I might
Find what I'm looking for
There's gotta be something more
Five years and there's no doubt
That I'm burnt out, I've had enough
So now boss man, here's my two weeks
I'll make it short and sweet, so listen up
I could work my life away, but why?
I got things to do before die
Natalie led George out of the Great Hall. Oooo! Go Natalie-er-actually, GO ME!
There's gotta be something more
Gotta be more than this
I need a little less hard time
I need a little more bliss
I'm gonna take my chances
Taking a chance I might
Find what I'm looking for
There's gotta be something more
Harry and Ron leaned in to kiss their dates, but they slapped them! Ok, so that really didn't happen, but it would have been funny if it did!
Some believe in destiny, and some believe in fate
I believe that happiness is something we create
You best belive that I'm not gonna wait
'Cause there's gotta be something more
I get home 7:30 the house is dirty, but it can wait
Yeah, 'cause right now I need some downtime
To drink some red wine and celebrate
Armageddon could be knocking at my door
but I ain't gonna answer thats for sure.
There's gotta be something more!
Jordan and Luna were on the floor, covering there ears and humming insanely. Natalie and George walked in.
"What are they doing?" asked Ginny.
"Oh. Don't pay attention to Jordan. He just hates country music. Sugarland is a country and western band," answered Natalie.
"Too…much…country!" said Jordan. He then screamed like a little girl and ran away.
"Oh. Why is Luna doing it then?" asked Ginny.
"I saw my sweet Jordie-Wordie doing it, so I thought that it must be pretty fun," said Luna.
"Jordie-Wordie?" asked Raquel. Luna ignored her.
"Sweet?" said Natalie like there was no possible way that Jordan could be sweet. There really isn't, you know. Then there was a large boom. Jordan blew up again. Luna then blew up too.
"Copy-cat!" called Jordan, who was currently in the realm that one goes to when they blow up.
Natalie and George snuck out of the room. No one would have noticed if Natalie hadn't of tripped, causing her to knock down a really tall shelf of priceless, irreparable, and highly breakable items. All of the priceless, irreparable, and highly breakable items shattered. One of them was made of glass, and an extra extremely sharp piece flew towards Jordan, who had recently returned from the realm that one goes to when they blow up.
"Did anyone get hurt when the really tall shelf of priceless, irreparable, and highly breakable items was knocked down?" asked McGonagall. As a teacher, she was deeply concerned for her students well being. But mainly, she didn't want any of the students' parents suing her. She was a teacher after all, and teachers don't make much money. "I told Dumbledore not to put that really tall shelf of priceless, irreparable, and highly breakable items in the same room with thousands of careless, hormonally-challenged teenagers!"
"It's alright! No one got hurt, Professor!" yelled some careless, hormonally-challenged teenager.
"I beg to differ!" said Jordan, who was in immense pain from the extra extremely sharp piece of glass that had pierced his stomach.
"Shut up, Jordan! I'm trying to calculate how much it will cost to repair these priceless, irreparable, and highly breakable items! Take some Advil or something!" yelled the really old witch.
48 minutes and 27.3 seconds later
Raquel, Fred, Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Luna, and the-already-cured Jordan stepped into the corridor. The dance/ball/incident was over. They were met by an unnerving scene. Natalie and George were snogging each other senseless. Yippee! Ha, ha! Fun! XD
"Either get a room or stop making out!" yelled Harry. They broke apart.
"We weren't making out!" said Natalie indignantly. Everyone stared disbelievingly. "George had something stuck in his throat, and I was simply dislodging it with my tongue!" she said innocently.
Then Raquel started snogging Fred. Pretty soon, it was a huge snog-fest! Then Filch caught them and sent them to their dorms saying, "You jolly youngsters need at least 8 hours of sleep! I'll see you in the morning, my darlings!"
"Two things are like really wrong with this picture. For one thing, Filch normally would have given us three months worth of detention! Also, since when are we his 'darlings'?" said Hermione.
"It must be that Spring-fever that's made him lighten up!" declared Natalie.
"But Spring is months away-Ah who cares! Lets just enjoy the new, kind Filch!" said George.
Hermione then yelled, "What are you guys talking about! Oh! And this is like the first time I've spoken in like 2 chapters! What's with this crappy author? I mean I-"
A/N: God! Shut up Hermione! I have to end the chapter! You would think that-
"Don't cut me off! I'm Hermione Granger! I am the smartest witch in this whole school! Show some respect! I am smarter than you!" she said. She then turned around and faced the others. "We don't have to live by this crazy author's rules! We can end this story any way we want! We can create our own destiny!"
A/N: You may be smart, but I'm smarter! You are not in control! I am! You better watch your tongue, little girl. You think that you deserve respect! I deserve it more than you! I can make anything happen in this world!
Just then, a knife flew from the sky and pierced Hermione's stomach.
3 seconds later
Hermione was brought back to life.
A/N: I chose to bring you back to life because I want to torture you. But, if there is any more sass, then you die for real. Got it?
"Yes, ma'am," Hermione replied quietly.
A/N: Okay. Sorry about that little annoyance, guys. Sorry these last two chapters were so long. Thanks for reviewing, Amada Amador. I wish more people would review. It certainly would make me feel better. Oh, and ChocoholicMonkeyfish reviewed again. You can expect me to update sometime in the next week.
WOAH! THIS CHAPTERWAS AWSOME!