Chapter Two: We Will Rock You

A/N: Oh, baby, I'm really getting into this! Another update for you all!


I can't believe that my best friend, Nicola Garrett, dragged me to this. She knows I hate Quidditch! It's loud and noisy and you can't see shit. You don't even get snacks! It's total bullshit, man. I grumbled once again as I huddled into my coat. "Don't even get music."

Then someone behind me started clapping. And I got an idea.

I stamped each of my feet and clapped once. Stamp, stamp, clap. Stamp, stamp, clap.

Stamp, stamp, clap. Stamp, stamp, clap.

Stamp, stamp, clap. Stamp, stamp, clap.

Stamp, stamp, clap. Stamp, stamp, clap.

Others recognized the song. They grinned to their friends and joined in. Then I started to sing.

"Buddy you're boy makin' big noise, gonna be a big man some day. You got mud on yo' face, you big disgrace, kickin' your can all over the place. Singin'-"

"WE WILL, WE WILL ROCK YOU!" Stamp, stamp, clap.

"WE WILL, WE WILL ROCK YOU!" Stamp, stamp, clap.

Someone took over from me as I was about to sing the next verse.

"Buddy you're a young man hard man, shoutin' in the street gonna take the on the world some day. You got blood on yo' face, you big disgrace, wavin' your banner all over the place. Singin'-"

"WE WILL, WE WILL ROCK YOU!" Stamp, stamp, clap.

"SING IT!" I screamed.

"WE WILL, WE WILL ROCK YOU!" Stamp, stamp, clap.

Someone else started to sing.

"Buddy you're an old man poor man, pleadin' with your eyes gonna make you some peace some day. You got mud on your face, big disgrace, somebody better put you back into your place."

"WE WILL, WE WILL ROCK YOU!" Stamp, stamp, clap.

"SING IT!" someone yelled.

"WE WILL, WE WILL ROCK YOU!" Stamp, stamp, clap.

"EVERYBODY!"

"WE WILL, WE WILL ROCK YOU!" Stamp, stamp, clap.

"WE WILL, WE WILL ROCK YOU!" Stamp, stamp, clap.

I sat down. "Alright."

Okay, so it wasn't so bad. It was kinda fun. Then the Slytherins started singing "Who Let The Dogs Out?" and that was less fun.


A/N: Okay, so sue me for not putting the Who Let The Dogs Out bit in. I couldn't be bothered. So sue me.