AN: I still own nothing. Wish I did, but I don't.
I really hope you guys are enjoying this story. I may make it longer than I originally planned. We'll see.
My muse has finally returned for this chapter. Hopefully she stays around for a bit.
I didn't write many moves for Hermione in this. I would recommend listening to the songs and imagine her moves yourself.
Anyways, as Freddy Mercury sang 'The show must go on.'
Enjoy!
While the crowd was cheering and going wild, the Order members in attendance were busy trying to pull their jaws from the floor.
"Nah, it couldn't be." Ron was mumbling to himself.
"Wow! It really is her!" Ginny breathed, as the woman in question walked out.
"What? No, no way. It's not. Is it?" Tonks was yelling.
"Oh! She looks beautiful!" Molly exclaimed.
"What has she done to her hair?" Minerva asked nobody specific.
Harry was speechless. As was everyone else. Nobody could believe it. Surely, the Hermione they were talking about wasn't their Hermione. They had to be seeing things.
But, sure enough, it was their Hermione. On the stage. Smiling. Walking toward the band. With a microphone. With a spotlight on her. Like it was natural for her.
Hermione was wearing light colored denim jeans, black knee high boots with a rounded toe and five inch heels, a black tight Velvet BlackBird t-shirt. She had on light makeup, and her curls were hanging loose down to her waist. Her curls looked smooth and silky now, unlike before when they were bushy. She was wearing a glittery black multi-strand necklace and a black cuff bracelet. She had a French tipped manicure, something else they had never seen on her. Hermione looked more beautiful than she ever looked. She also looked more healthy than she had in recent years. Hermione had a tan, making her look like she had a glow. They weren't used to this Hermione, who looked confident as she walked. It seemed like walking in front of a few thousand screaming people was nothing to her.
"Blimey, it is her." Ron mumbled again.
"Hello, everyone. Are we having fun, yet?" she asked, making the crowd cheer. "Good. Well, my parents are taking a small break, but don't worry. They're not done yet. Not by a long shot. So, while they're resting, I'm gonna do a little something for you. If that's okay." she said, laughing as the crowd yelled again. "Alright, then. Here we go."
Hermione turned and walked a few steps back toward the drummer. After a few seconds, he started playing, followed by the guitarists on stage. Hermione walked back toward the front of the stage, stopping in between two guitarists. She started swaying her hips, and moving from one foot to the other. She started stomping her left foot just before raising the microphone to her mouth.
Quite some time
I've been sittin' it out
Didn't take no chances
I was a pris'ner of doubt
I knocked down the wailin' wall
Ain't no sin
Got the feel of fortune
Deal me in
Comin' straight on for you
You made my mind
Now I'm stronger, now I'm comin' through
Straight on..straight on for you..straight on for you!
Hermione walked to the left side of the stage and started stomping her right foot.
An' now I know
I got to play my hand
What the winner don't know
A gambler understands
My heart keeps playing it through
With you, my friend
I'll take my chances on you
Again and again
Hermione walked to the middle of the stage.
Comin' straight on for you
You made my mind
Now I'm stronger, now I'm coming through
Straight on..straight on for you..straight on for you!
O-ooh..o-ooh..ooh yeah, for you
Hermione danced with the guitarist on her right after that last line for a bit. She then turned and walked down the part of the stage that extended out into the crowd. She stopped at the very end. She began stomping her left foot.
Comin' straight on for you
You made my mind
Now I'm stronger, now I'm coming through
Straight on, straight t on for you..straight on for you!
O-ooh, o-ooh
You've made my mind
Now I'm stronger, now I'm coming through
Straight on
Straight on for you
Straight on..straight on
Straight on for you!
When Hermione sang that last line, she was bent over on the part of the stage she was on. The band stopped playing not long after she stopped singing, and the crowd went wild. Again. She stood up straight, waving at the crowd.
The Order thoroughly enjoyed her performance. Most of them were in shock, however. Some from the way she looked. Others from the way she sounded. Sirius at remembering the little girl she used to be the last time he saw one of Velvet BlackBird's shows. But, for one person in particular, it was a combination of all this, plus a bit of confusion and hurt. Harry didn't think he and Hermione had any secrets between them, and it turns out she's hiding a big one! He wanted to talk to her, and knew it couldn't wait until whenever it was she returned to Grimmauld Place.
He watched as she walked back to the band, getting a drink of water from a water bottle by the drummer's platform. Yeah. He needed to talk to her. And soon.
"Alright, everbody. My mum requested I sing one of her favorites, so I'm gonna do one more before she returns to the stage." Hermione said as she stopped in the middle of the stage. A piano key was hit, and Hermione began singing.
Oh! Darling, please believe me
I'll never do you no harm
Believe me when I tell you
I'll never do you no harm
Oh! Darling, if you leave me
I'll never make it alone
Believe me when I beg you
Don't ever leave me alone
When you told me
You didn't need me anymore
Well you know I nearly broke down and cried
When you told me
You didn't need me anymore
Well you know I nearly broke down and died
Oh! Darling, if you leave me
I'll never make it alone
Believe me when I tell you
I'll never do you no harm
Believe me darling
When you told me
You didn't need me anymore
Well you know I nearly broke down and cried
When you told me
You didn't need me anymore
Well you know I nearly broke down and died
Oh! Darling, please believe me
I'll never let you down
Believe me when I tell you
I'll never do you no harm
As she finished that song, her mum and dad walked back on stage. Her dad hugged her first, while her mum picked up her microphone. Her mum hugged her next while her dad put his guitar strap aound his neck. Hermione waved at the crowd and walked in the direction her parents came from after her mum released her.
''Our daughter, ladies and gentlemen. Makes us proud every day." Velvet said in a thick voice, obviously trying not to cry. Clearing her throat, she said, ''Alright. Let's take a trip back, back in time. To our very first album."
Harry decided there was no better time to talk to Hermione after that. He informed Sirius he was going to find her, and walked out into the lobby. He quickly applied a disillusionment charm and walked through the doors he felt would lead him backstage. After walking down a couple hallways, he found himself following Hermione down one.
"Hey, good job, Miss Hermione!" he heard a couple people yell.
"Thanks, Brett. Alex. Jared." she yelled back.
''Hermione! There's a reporter here, wants to interview you about being Velvet BlackBird's daughter." a woman said as she approached Hermione.
"Alright, Crystal. Bring him by my dressing room in..let's say 20 minutes." Hermione said.
"Gotcha." Crystal said, making a note on the clipboard she was holding. "Great job, by the way."
"Thanks." she said as she turned down another hallway. Harry continued to follow her until she opened a door and walked in. He slipped in just behind her before it shut. Hermione walked over and sat down on the sofa in the room, stretching her legs and propping them up on the coffee table in front of it. She ran her hands down her hair and exhaled deeply. Just as she put her head back and closed her eyes, he cancelled the charm, leaning in the wall by the door.
Hermione's eyes popped open as he began a slow clap.
Review please.
Oooh- Cliffie! I thought that was a good place to end this chapter.
The songs are-'Straight On' by Heart and 'Oh Darling' by Juliet Simms covering The Beatles.
Till next time!
XOXO- Onyx Obsidian