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Not Another Albus Giant Squid Parody.
Chapter 6
Holding Out
SLAP
"Ron!"
SLAP
"ROOOOON!"
Harry sighed as Ron groggily opened his eye's. "I didn't know there was a piano on the train."
Harry looked at Ron oddly. "What piano?"
"Listen."
Suddenly a voice picked up.
Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Wordlessly Harry and Ron stood up and exited the compartment. The voice was coming from the end of the train away from the heads compartment.
Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Harry opened the door, first of all noticing a pair of extremely large stilettos at the end of the most gorgeous pair of ankles he'd ever seen. Unfortunately the rest of the surprisingly petite body was covered in a shapely red dress. He looked up into the face of Colin Creevey who opened his mouth.
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need
The sounds of Ron losing his lunch followed by the reek of corned beef sandwiches nearly caused Harry to lose his lunch as well. Then an excitable voice broke this charming sequence.
"Harry, You-know-who has Hermione." Shrieked Dennis Creevey excitably.
"Who?" A weak Ron coughed.
But Harry wasn't listening. Voldemort had Hermione, Voldemort had Hermione.
VOLDERMORT HAD HERMIONE!
The tempo picked up.
I need a hero
I'm holding out for at hero 'till the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
Shuddering Ron turned to Harry, or didn't.
"I didn't know Harry could move that fast."
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'till the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life
Halfway down the corridor Harry was already sprinting full out towards were he could mysteriously sense Hermione, for no reason at all. AT ALL. Ahem. When in front appeared Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix Black and Another Death Eater.
"Ah fuck," Exclaimed the anonymous Death Eater.
"Now now Potter," Sneered Malfoy sneeringly, "Not until after she's dead."
"I didn't know Death Eaters were on the train."
THUD
Doo doo doo doooo
Doo doo doo doooo
Doo doo doo doooo
Aaahhh
Aaahhh
Snarling Harry drew the sword of Gryffindor which he had for some reason been carrying the entire time. Muscles bunched as he sped towards the still distant death Eaters.
"Avada Kedavra." Screamed three voices.
Only to be stunned as he dodged all 3.
Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet
Then suddenly it became to frantic to describe. Tentatively the anonymous Death Eater looked at his colleagues. They seemed shorter than usual. About a head shorter in fact. On the other hand, he seemed alive. Grinning he turned only to be met by the oncoming fist of a red haired weasel.
Voldemort cocked his head listening to the music.
Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning strikes the sea
I could swear there is someone somewhere
Watching me
SLAM! Harry smashed through the door. This wasn't the skinny kid of 5 minutes previously. Blood stained his Hogwarts uniform which bulged in all kinds interesting places.
Behind the grunts from Ron and the Anonymous death eater had become more rhythmic.
"I didn't know I was gay."
"Welcome Potter." Voldemort replied coolly, "I've been expecting you."
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like a fire in my blood
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'till the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
"Get away from her Voldemort." Gritted Harry.
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
"Why should I?" Taunted the colossal prick.
A flash of silver.
I need a hero
Harry watched in satisfaction as Voldemort's head hit the floor. "That's why."
"Harry?"
Harry looked down into Hermiones wide brown eye's.
"Yes Hermione."
"Thanks."
He shifted uncomfortably. "Sure, anytime."
Silence followed.
"So, you're a Snape now." He gave her a lopsided smile.
Suddenly the tense atmosphere lightened as two platonic friends discussed their summer and all that was new.
COUGH
Nothing else.
Meanwhile.
"So," Dave the Death Eater started. "Are we like going out or what?"
"Anything for you honey bun." Simpered Ron.
Riiiiight.
Apologies for the shortness between chapters.