Draco and Blaise got a pair of vodka shots, lit up their Magic Blacks and turned to hear the band as the bass rumbled through the small cement club.
I'm all lost in the supermarket
I can no longer shop happily
I came in here for that special offer
a guaranteed personality.
I wasn't born so much as I fell out
nobody seemed to notice me
we had a hedge back home in the suburbs
over which I never could see.
The music was incredible, everything was incredible. Draco got Harry on the floor and they felt the thunderous bass coming up from the floor to reach the ceiling and flow back down.
I heard the people who lived on the ceiling
scream and fight most scarily
hearing that noise was my first ever feeling
that's how it's been all around me.
I'm all lost in the supermarket
I can no longer shop happily
I came in here for that special offer
a guaranteed personality.
I'm all tuned in, I see all the programmes
I save coupons from packets of tea
I've got my giant hit discoteque album
I empty a bottle and I feel a bit free.
Danni and the singer shared a microphone for a second, singing the song that was a little more pop than punk with an intoxicating chorus and was played with a much heavier bass than the original recording.
The kids in the halls and the pipes in the walls
make me noises for company
long distance callers make long distance calls
and the silence makes me lonely.
I'm all lost in the supermarket
I can no longer shop happily
I came in here for that special offer
a guaranteed personality.
And it's not here.
It disappeared.
Harry saw Ron and Blaise at the stage and the lead singer noticed them and grabbed at their hands with a smirk on his face. He turned and walked to the guitarist and sang with him for a moment before he whirled around and sang to a pretty girl in the front.
Then he stopped and leant back and sang the last words in a sad voice but the crowd still danced to the music.
I'm all lost.
I'm all lost in the supermarket
I can no longer shop happily
I came in here for that special offer
a guaranteed personality.
Harry dragged himself to the side, got a drink and smile from Natalie. Another faster, song came up and the crowd exploded into a thrashing pit of limbs.
The set ended and the six guys were brought backstage by Caleb to sit with the band on a trio of old couches in the lounge. A table was laden with chips and half empty Guinness bottles. Harry noted that Dutch was sitting with Jason instead of Blaise who didn't seem to mind because he was chatting up the guitar player by the Guinness bottles, one of which they were sharing. Blaise was a…social human to say the least.
"Hey, I'm Clouse, the singer," he introduced himself.
"Clo, these are Dutch-Boy's driving buddies," Danni grinned and got punched in the arm.
"I'm Draco," the blonde offered.
Ron and Harry offered up their names and got grins from the singer. "Are you lot headed to Stonewall this year?"
"Yes, do you attend?"
"I'm graduating this year, taking the tests to go on to a music school and get a proper learning in singing," he answered. "You'll all be Juniors won't you?"
"Aye," Ron nodded.
"That's a good year," he told them.
"Any tips?"
"Not really, old Mrs. Shouch, the chemistry marm left and the last I heard from the secretary she was getting replacing by a thirty something guy who wears black and looks like Lucifer, I don't remember the name, starts with an 's.' Snull?"
Draco gave Harry a look. They all knew who the "thirty something guy" was.
"Snape?" Blaise asked.
"Yeah," Clo nodded and then looked a little startled, "how'd you know?"
"He's our supervisor for the year we're here," Ron said.
Clo nodded.
"Hey, we need to get going, school starts in a pair of weeks you know, must start sleeping early to rise early," Jack said with a cutesy grin. Clo and the band all said goodbye, Dutch and Jason taking a little longer than was necessary.
:Two Weeks Later, the First day of School:
"Excuse me," Draco chucked a spoon at the house elf nearest to him. They were rushing around filling school bags with books, paper, pencils, pens and other supplies.
"Yes sir?" one paused.
"I want me damn tea and some toast, now," it popped away and returned with his breakfast.
"Don't be a jerk Draco," Ron said as he sat down and crunched some of his own toast.
"Don't be a wanker Ron," Draco shot back, obviously not one willing to wake up at seven AM on a Monday to hang out with muggles.
"Stop fighting," Blaise said though he yawned at the same time so it was unintelligible.
"Hey, we leave in ten," Harry said, snagging a large bight of Draco's toast and then downing some coffee.
He and Ron had their licenses, though Ron had had to take the test twice due to nerves. The car Snape had procured for them was a Ferrari that appeared to be a two seater but was rather like a limousine on the inside. Draco and Blaise mostly played I Spy while riding in the car but would occasionally play 20 questions with which they were infatuated.
One game had gone something like this:
"I've got one," Draco said.
"Is it a person?"
"No."
"A thing?"
"Yes."
"Is it indoors?"
"It can be either indoors or outdoors."
"Is it smaller than a mountain?"
"Much."
"Smaller than my fist?"
"Yes."
"Is it in this car?"
"Yes."
"Is it Ron's penis?"
"Hey!" Ron turned around and punched Blaise hard in the thigh as revenge. Blaise squealed and everyone laughed.
"Just kidding," Blaise yelped to stop the punches.
"No, it isn't." Draco answered.
"Is it a thing on a person?" Blaise asked with a hint of annoyance.
"…yes."
"Is it the hickey on Harry's neck?"
"No."
"WHAT HICKEY?" Ron whirled around in passenger seat and looked at the other two purebloods again.
"Ehm…." was all Draco said. Ron turned and spotted the mark on his best mate's neck. He gasped and looked scandalized.
"You slut!" he said, making sure to be too dramatic to sound real.
"I know," Harry grinned and drove onward.
"Is it the erection on your shoulder?"
"Yes, how'd you know?" Draco answered with a laugh.
"I'm a Zabini, we're crazy like that."
That was the most eventful 20 questions they'd played. However this morning was spent checking and rechecking they had everything and their schedules were correct and revisiting what not to talk about and reciting their cover story which they'd checked with Professor Snape. He'd grudgingly accepted it as his cover story too.
Stonewall was a large, gray building with old lawns and gnarled but alive trees spotting the lawns to create pools of shade when the weather got hot. The windows were dark and well spaced and the general aura of the school was calm and sophisticated, old and worn but sophisticated. They pulled into the parking lot after waiting to take a right across traffic for a good ten minutes.
Inside they found Dutch and Jack with Clo, Danni and Jason all hanging around the girl's loo waiting for Natalie who'd been dragged in by another female.
They greeted each other, Blaise and Draco had slid into the boy's loo before anyone had seen them, causing light confusion among the group. Draco had promised not to fight with anyone…
"Hey," Blaise popped out and began ushering them away from the door to the loo as Natalie and the other girl came out. A large crowd was coming down the main hall from the front doors, heading to class. Blaise noticed them and smirked, drawing appreciative looks from many girls and a few guys in the crowd. His long legs were covered by black trousers, his red shirt was tight and the chain off his hip drew the eye to his ass (of which he was incredibly proud). Blaise had two elves working in his hair that morning and one on his eye makeup (red eyeliner and some kohl).
The boy's loo door swung open and Draco stepped out.
Flashy prat Harry thought at the sight of him, he'd obviously meant for this to happen. He'd looked mind-bogglingly good that morning and looked the same way now. Harry had actually snogged him rather fiercely when they first met in the hallway by accident. Draco had complained about having to redo his hair.
His black leather pants were too tight for most people to be stand in, much less function. Draco's also chosen a tailored leather jacket over a white long sleeved shirt with too-long sleeves. He cast his eyes to the large group which seemed to have stopped dead and fallen silent to stare at this new boy.
"W-who are you?" someone from the crowd asked. Harry spotted Orlando Kilk and his cronies pushing to the front.
"Draco Malfoy."
Harry noticed a few people react with fear. Did they know who the Malfoy's were? One was a black haired boy who looked rather young, maybe a freshman, with his hair combed over one black eye. He definitely looked the most fearful of them all. Harry made a note to talk to the kid later on.
Draco looked incredibly smug as he turned and walked to Blaise. "Shall we go?"
"Sure," they and the three band members walked away.
Ron, Harry, Dutch, Jack and Natalie exchanged looks of annoyance and then followed.
Chemistry, first period.
Harry and the purebloods found the room without trouble and found seats up front at the lab tables. Snape was writing on the board in his scrawling, slanted script.
Mr. Snape
Mr.? Harry had difficulty thinking of his professor as having any title but professor.
Expectations:
Complete all homework within three days of it being assigned. (Different due dates will be given for projects, larger assignments etc.)
Complete all lab work within the allotted time.
Be quiet while doing so.
Do not destroy or damage equipment.
The list went on for quite a while there after and then the Syllabus was written up there. Harry nearly walked out right then, it looked like it would be a difficult year.
"Class," Snape turned around when the rest of everyone had filed in. He looked at the clock, and found out there was another moment till class actually started.
"Sir?" Blaise raised his hand.
"Yes?"
"How are you this morning?" Blaise put his chin down to rest on his fists, leaning forward as though he was deeply interested. This earned him a very weird look from the dark haired Slytherin.
"I'm fine Mr. Zabini, why do you ask?"
"No reason, I just care is all," he smiled sweetly and then waved cheerfully to someone else giving him a weird look. He crossed his legs on his stool and looked very excitedly at the teacher.
Draco rolled his silver eyes and smacked the Italian, hard, upside the head. Blaise squeaked and began a glaring contest with the blonde. Snape shrugged them off and began to hand out the syllabus for the year. Harry looked over all the students. There was that group of girls who'd been ogling Draco in driver's class a while back. What were their leader's name? Darsi? That sounded right. She was sitting up near the front in what appeared to be a handkerchief posing as a skirt. Harry was merely glancing but he caught her eyeing Snape as he set the sheets in front of her.
Harry shuddered, this girl was obvious sex starved if she was looking at Severus Snape like that.
Arr, I'm terribly sorry that I've been so long. The ship got a large hole in it...now I know not to play with the canons. I really am very sorry and I hope you forgive meh an' still review and support the fiction an' all that. I didn' have meh first mate with meh this chapter, so ef the boat is still leakin' a little I ask that yeh sit still and wait fer it teh...get better.
I'd like tehyeh allfer bein' so great while I was tryin' ter patch up the ship and not get shot en the face by marauding bandits.
Draco: What bandits? We're sitting in the middle of the freaking ocean! There's no one for miles in any direction.
Captain Slashy: Yeh never know when a sea monster will rear its ugly head.
Blaise: Don't talk about Ronald like that!
Ron:still in birdcage: OI! She wasn't talking about me.
Blaise: Of course not. :pats him on the head:
Ron: I hate you.
Draco: You shouldn't hate. Where's my Harry-poo?
Captain Slashy: Yeh won't be callin' the Boy Wonder that sissy name.
Draco: What would you have me call him? Harry the Burly Man?
Captain Slashy: Well that just sounds silly.
Blaise: Kind of like Captain Slashy?
Captain Slashy:shoves him into Ron's birdcage: That'll teach you.
Ron: Damn, I was just getting cozy too.
Blaise: Shut up.