A/N: Hello, everyone! Back from orientation and man did it suck! Had to spend the night in that was 900 degrees. With the lights off. But enough about my life.

This chapter has got me really nervous, because I think it may lose me some of my readers. First off all, it's fairly short, especially after a long wait. And it jumps forward into the future. About a year in half after Harry and Tonks' first date. Also, this chapter jumps straight into Harry's save-the-earth plan with no real build up to it (don't worry, future chapters will flashback and explain things), so that's another mark against it. So all in all, I'm really nervous and while, I'll understand if you don't like this chapter, I hope you will and I hope you'll trust me to know what I'm doing.

HP: 1-7 Spoilers, they might be there.

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The Rise and Fall of Harry Potter and the Wizards From Mars

Chapter Three: Moonage Daydream

Dudley, Jackie, Piers and the rest of their gang were standing, shivering, in front of Stone Henge. They weren't only ones. It seemed the entire country had come out to watch the skies.

For the past two months, UFOs had been sighted every night in the area. Then, two nights ago, a stage had appeared in front of the ancient monument mysteriously in the night. People flocked to surrounding cities. There were whispers flying around about the meaning all this. Most people were convinced that aliens were coming.

So they stood in front of the stage. They were sure that whatever was going to happen would happen that night. That morning, they all woke to find microphones and big speakers set up on the stage.

As the sun set, Piers was getting impatient.

"Come on, Big D, let's get out of here."

"We're staying."

"Why? What's so bloody important that we have been standing here?"

"Harry's going to be here."

"Oh, so we're gonna beat him beat him up?"

"No, we're here to support him."

"Man, what's going on with you? We always beat him up."

"Not anymore."

"Well, then I will!"

"You do, and I'll kill you. Harry's trying to save us. If anything happens to him, we're all dead in three years. Go if you want to, but don't do anything to Harry."

Piers grumbled but only said, "D'you know what Potter's planning."

"I really don't."

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In the skies above, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom and Seamus Finnigan sat in large room. From the inside, it looked like a large hotel suite, but from the outside, the room looked like a classic flying saucer. They had gotten the idea for the strange craft from the Beaubaton's carriage that had landed at Hogwarts during their third year. After finding such a carriage, they had spent months disguising it.

Waiting for the right moment to land, they sat with the instruments that they had brought with them. Ron was tuning his base, Neville tapped absentmindedly on one of his drums and Seamus was practicing his scales. Harry, who seemed to be spending more of his life being nervous, strummed his guitar.

"Calm down, Harry," Seamus said. "This will never work if you're tied up in knots."

"I know, I know. But I've never had to plan ahead when saving the world and I just realized how bad this plan really is. I should have gotten some more scotch from Uncle Vernon."

" Well, I don't know about scotch," Seamus replied as he pulled a bottle out of his robes, "but I do have this."

The liquid was milky white and looked not unlike a milk float, which Harry commented on.

"'Milk float?' That's a very good name for it. No, it's a combination of potions that really help you calm down."

"What's in it?"

"Well, Felix Felicis for one thing, and some Calming Draught, and I think a bit of Elixir of Euphoria."

"And this is safe?"

"Of course it's safe! Now drink up, you lot. We'll need it."

They passed the bottle around and felt instantly better.

"Wow. That's much better than scotch."

Neville looked out a window and said, "show time."

Harry, who now felt like he was on Cloud 9, "All right, let's take her down."

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On the ground below, people were getting tired and starting to leave.

"Look!"

A small child was pointing to the sky, his eyes wide; a UFO was descending.

The crowd was perfectly silent as the space ship landed and the door opened. They stared in wonder as out walked four beings who looked...entirely human. Except for the one with the metal arm. Aside from that, the only thing that was unusual thing about the aliens was that looked like refugees from the Glam Rock era of the 70s. Their hair was long, they wore tight body suits and all and looked like David Bowie wannabes. The resemblance was enhanced by the fact that they all had instruments: One with a keyboard, one with a set of drums, one with a bass guitar and one with an electric guitar

While two aliens with brown hair set up the keyboard and drums, the one with black hair stepped up to a microphone and starting talking into it. He sounded like he was hissing. Hurriedly, the final alien, the redheaded one, tapped the black-haired one and whispered something into his ear. The first one looked sheepish and started talking again, this time in English.

"People of the earth...we come in peace. TO ROCK! I'm really excited to be here tonight. So excited in fact, that I think I'm about to freak out in a moonage daydream!"

The crowd was in shock and said nothing until Jackie and Dudley Started cheering, causing everyone else to follow suit.

Heartened by this, the band struck up a tune, and Harry started singing.

"I'm an alligator. I'm a mama pappa coming for you. I'm a space invader. I'll be a rock 'n' rollin' bitch for you!"

"I'd like to introduce myself tonight, but my real name's rather hard to pronounce. So, you can call me Harry Potter! These guys behind, they're the friends a guy could have, on this or any other planet. They're magic with their instruments! Give it up for my backing band, the aptly named Wizards From Mars."

The crowd was really yelling now, and Harry was wearing a toothy grin that one of his old teachers would have been proud of.

"Keep your mouths shut; you're squawking like a big and I'm busting out my brains for the words."

"We heard your little planet was in trouble, we hopped on our space ship and came to help"

Harry looked down at the audience a saw a teenage girl recording a video of him with her cell phone. He put on his best grin and sang directly to her.

"Keep your 'lectric eye on me, babe.Put your ray gun to my head Press your space face close to mine, love.Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah!"

"Don't let the earth's death get you down. We can save you! Just start spreading a little love to your neighbor!"

"Don't fake it, baby; lay the real thing on me. The church of man, love, is such a holy place to be. Make me, baby, make me know really care. Make me jump into the air."

The band ran through the chorus ("keep your 'lcetric eye on me...), before packing up. Once everything was in their "space ship," Harry gave the audience a final goodbye.

"Thank you for coming, earthlings. Have a good night and keep your eyes to the sky!"

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After dropping off the band at their homes and hiding the "UFO," Harry apparated to Number Four. Tonks, Dudley, Jackie and his Aunt and Uncle were waiting for him. He had barely closed the door before Tonks ran into his arms.

"You were fantastic, Harry!"

"You were watching, then?"

"Oh, don't be stupid, Potter," Jackie answered. "We all did. Dud and I were there, and Petunia and Vernon saw it on the news."

"It's the on the news already?"

The previously silent Vernon spoke up before anyone else could reply.

"Yes, Harry. Some people got videos of your little stunt and sent them to the news stations. So, that's your big plan, is it?"

"Yes, Uncle Vernon. Is there a problem?"

"You don't know much about our culture, do you Harry?"

"Some?"

"Well, back in the sixties, everybody was preaching peace and love, especially rock stars. And you know what? It didn't mean a thing. People still killed each other, wars were still fought and people still hate each other. Nothing changed."

"I know that Uncle Vernon."

"Then why are you risking everything on a plan that didn't work before?!"

"Because this time, it will work. You see, this is only the first step of my plan."

"And what's the next step?"

"Give it some time. I promise, soon, everything, including the alien bit, will make sense. Now, if you'll excuse me, I haven't had a lot of time with Tonks lately and I want to make up for that."

No one had anything to say as Harry and Tonks raced each other to his room.

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TO BE CONTINUED...

Cliffy! Sorry about that. Harry's plan part will appear in the next chapter. Please read and review!!!!!! Flames are accepted, but only if the flamer gives me marshmallows to roast.