"Who are they?" a small squeaky voice commented
"Dunno..." said a female voice, "Hold on! Shouldn't you be on stage Peter?"
"Oh crap!" there was a scurry and then the sound of a door slamming.
Harry grunted and shifted below Hermione, making her quite uncomfortable. She decided to sit up and check the time but instead ended up staring up at a face she had never seen before. Hermione cursed herself for falling asleep and grabbed for her wand.
"Whoa! It's alright, I'm not here to hurt you." the girl commented throughing up her arms, "but it's not ever day a couple of kids appear in the common room in the right robes. Are you a transfer?"
"What? 'Mione, what's happenin'?" Harry grunted. Hermione turned to look at him as he looked around, "When'd we get to Hogwarts? How'd we get up here? Who'd she?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Lily. Lily Evans. You? You must be related to James. You're practically his twin, different eye's though." Lily asked with a polite smile.
"'Mione, is this some sort of sick joke?" Harry asked, looking from Lily to Hermione, who was staring down at her Time Turner.
"I think we knocked it while we slept." Hermione told him, "It's broken. I'm Hermione and that's Harry."
"Ok then, well we'd better get down to the hall for the big show. I can't belive Proffeser allowed this! Come on!" Lily grabbed both of their hand's and yanked them up, "We're late as it is. We'll get there for their last song."
"Who's last song?" Harry asked,
"You'll see!"
BREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAK
Once they got down to the hall they saw what looked like a Stage for a band. Just then a song started up.
Three of guitars and two singers started up
"If your havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me" The two singers then jumped up and once they hit the ground the drums and keyboard started up.
"Got Mike
He's got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure his casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
He's from the hood stupid what type of facts are those
If you grew up with holes in your zapitos
You'd celebrate the minute you was havin doe
So fuck critics you can kiss our whole asshole
If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward
Got beef with radio if we don't play they show
They don't play out hits well we don't give a shit SO
All these mags try and use our ass
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads...fuckers
I don't know what you take us as
or understand the intellegence that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to ritches nigga we ain't dumb
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me"
The singers head banged towards each other. Harry looked around at the crowd and noticed that they were all head banging too, along with calling out names that harry couldn't quite make out.
"The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin law
I got two choices yall pull over the car or
Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor
Now i ain't tryin to see no highway chase with jake
Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case
So i...pull over to the side of the road
And i heard "Son do you know why i'm stoppin you for?"
Cause i'm young and i'm black and my hats real low
Do i look like a mind reader sir, i don't know
Am i under arrest or should i guess some mo?
"Well you was doin fifty five in a fifty four"
"Liscense and regestration and step out of the car"
"Are you carryin a weapon on you i know alot of you are"
I ain't steppin out of shit all my papers legit
"Do you mind if i look round the car a little bit?"
Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back
And i know my rights so you gon' need a warrent for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?"
"Or somebody important or somethin?"
Nah i ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
"Well see how smart you are when the K-9's come"
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Now once upon a time not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy
But a pussy havin no God Damn sense, try and push me
I tried to inore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing that's gonna happen is i'mma get to clappin
He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain
And there i go traped in the kit kat again
Back through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor scratchin again
Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin them
D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again
Half-a-mile for bail cause i'm African
All because ths fool was horrasin them
Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin
But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how i hold my gun
I got 99 problems but this bitch ain't one
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me"
Harry had to admit, the song was very catchy and he found himself dancing along. The music changed now though, it got slower before catching a huge beat again. Only one singer sung this bit. This singer Harry could see had mid length brown hair.
"shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up, shut up, shut up
shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up, shut up, shut up
I'm about to BREAK
Everything you say to me
"I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one" This line was sung by the other singer. He had shoulder length Mat-Black hair.
Hit me
I need a little room to breathe
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
Everything you say to me
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
I need a little room to breathe
I got 99 problems
And I'm about to
Break"
The crowd broke into cheer's while the band left the stage. Lily ran over and once again grabbed Harry's and Hermione's hand's.
"Come on! " she yelled to be hear over the top of the cheering, "Let's go see them back stage!" and with that said, or litterally yelled, Lily dragged them towards the stage and through a door to the side of it.