Chapter 7: Butterbeer and Boy Bands

Authors Notes:

Becca - Thank you to all the nice people who reviewed and I'm sorry sorry sorry. Schools out so work can begin!

Maggie – Truly sorry mates! I guess it wasn't such a great idea to start this story when I had finals to study for. No matter, it's the holidays now and I'm back home with Becca so the brainstorming can begin. All hail whoever invented summer vacation! Now, back to the story!

Becca's P.o.V.

Harry and the Potters. This was going to be fun!
Tom and Rupert were looking at us curiously. "Who the bloody 'ell are they." Rupert (who else) said.
"They're a horribly off-key boy band!" I piped up.
"Okay... then why exactly are you exited?" Tom asked, cutely confused.
"It's always been a dream of mine to torture the various Harry Potter characters with these god-awful songs. Here listen to this." I played him the song Maggie and I had been listening to when this whole adventure had started. Tom and Rupert listened, eyes growing wider as well as their smiles. By the end of the song, Maggie and I were rolling on the floor laughing at their
dumfounded expressions.
Tom turned to look at me. "What was that?"

"It was bloody brilliant!" Rupert commented.
"That is what we shall use to drive Draco Malfoy insane." Maggie grinned.

Oh, it was too perfect. I resisted the urge to laugh evilly as I am not very good at it and people look at me funny when I do. That was when I heard someone else laughing. "What the…" We all spun around to discover Harry Potter having what appeared to be a very quiet epileptic seizure. He appeared to have gone insane and tears were pouring down his face. I assumed he was laughing but it came out in little bursts that were interspersed with "Malfoy, problem. Oh my dying, if he ever heard that. "We all stared at him until he stopped laughing. He finally got up off the floor and recovered slightly.

"Hermione wanted me to check on you all. Um… that was not what I was expecting. What was it exactly?"
"Harry and the Potters." We explained the whole book thing of course. "I believe that we failed to mention however that there has been a whole bunch of fans who have written about your world, made up, and yes even written songs." I informed him.
"Oh. And that song was…"
"A pair of brothers put together a band like if you had a band and sang sad songs about your life."
"Oh".
"Yeah". That's when he started chuckling again. "What are the rest of the songs like?"
Maggie and I turned and looked at each other. We couldn't let him listen to some songs, for obviously reasons. So let him listen to what? The spider song!

We've got to
Follow the spiders into the Forbidden Forrest
We've got to do what Hagrid said

But don't be scared
Don't be scared
Don't be scared
That spider is only
The size of a small elephant
A small elephant

There's no way out
The spiders have surrounded us
They're looking hungry
Why did we do what Hagrid said?

But don't be scared
Don't be scared
Don't be scared
That spider is only the size of a small elephant

Harry listened. Then he laughed and shook his head and turned to look a Rupert. "You scared of spiders, Mate."
"Terrified, Just like Ron really." Rupert replied.

After Harry left the four of them downed all the butterbeer in the cabinet and went to bed after many more rounds of Harry and the Potters. It was early in the morning before they all finally crawled into their four-posters and went to sleep happy. Whether it was the butterbeer, the music, or the idea of another adventure the next day, they had no idea.

No idea…