A/N: I'm no songwriter; Everything's Magic is by Angels & Airwaves (:
Everything's Magic
"So hear this please, and watch as your heart speeds up endlessly. And look for the stars as the sun goes down. Each breath that you take has a thunderous sound. Everything, everything's magic, just sit back and hold on, but hold on tight. Prepare for the best and the fastest ride…Everything, everything's magic…"
The crowd went explosive as Sky fell to his knees on the edge of the stage, still playing the guitar effortlessly.
The song ended, and he stood up, clapping his hands to the fans that swarmed the room. He laughed, walking off stage with his guitar around his shoulder still.
"You were great." Ginny greeted him with a kiss.
"Thank you. Now, I believe it is time for us to go home and go to bed. I have practice at ten." He told her as he packed away his guitar.
"Genius, Sky, absolute genius out there." Jack came out, twirling his drum sticks around his fingers.
"Thanks, Jack. You were amazing on the drums there, mate."
"Thank you. Now I say we go out and party."
"You two have practice at ten tomorrow." Ginny told him.
Jack's face fell. "Fine, but when it's his birthday, we are going out and partying." Jack pointed a stick at both of them.
"See you in the morning, Jack. Make sure you wake up on time." Harry smirked, referring to Jack's lecture from Kipling on arriving to practice on time after he was nearly an hour late, for the fifth time.
"Of course." He grinned before hugging them both and walking off to collect his drums.
"So how were your parents this morning? I forgot to ask you when you came." Sky slung his guitar case over his shoulder and waved to the rest of his band, who were keeping a watchful eye on their equipment that was being packed up.
"They're getting very antsy. I don't think they expected to have to wait to even meet you this long. It's been almost a month."
"Well, maybe I'll come eat dinner with them this week." He took off his bandana as they got into his truck, a new addition to his car collection.
"Really?" Ginny asked.
"Well, listen there's something I wanted to talk to you about."
"What?"
"Now that Sky's album is taking off and starting to get recognition, people are starting to ask who I really am."
"And?"
"If I come out to your parents, why not reveal myself to the entire world?"
"Do you really want to do this, Harry?"
He shrugged. "I've been back here for six weeks, and I know that I'm staying here to be with you, and Ron and Hermione and Teddy and Jack, of course." He laughed softly. "I don't know if I want to be hiding like this anymore. I mean, I'm now used to fame as Sky, and I've just really grown up. I'm almost twenty-two."
"I'll support you, no matter what. But I think it would be good on behalf of my family that you tell everyone. They're really freaking out now that they know we're engaged."
Harry nearly cringed at the memory. Her family didn't notice the ring first; it was a reporter who took photos of them eating at a café in London over a week ago. He had been furious when he turned on the radio that day.
"Well, ladies they are engaged!"
Harry and Ginny both froze, staring at each other.
"Yesterday the golden couple was spotted in London, eating at a muggle café. The photographer managed several shots, all of which clearly shows a shining diamond ring on the magic finger."
"Oh, no! He was yummy too."
Harry glared at the wireless; they couldn't have picked two more obnoxious hosts.
"This is now sparking more buzz on the true identity of the mysterious Quidditch player. The entire Weasley clan seems just as out of the loop as us, however. When questioned by reporters on the engagement yesterday, Molly Weasley looked flustered and shocked by the news."
"So the family doesn't even know?"
"Well, they do now."
"Yeah thanks you nosey-"
"Ginny." Harry took her hand, knowing that if she didn't keep her temper, he certainly wouldn't have the control for his own.
"Wedding planners will be lining up for this wedding. Sky has made quite a name for himself in the Quidditch world, and he will only continue to rise in fame with the first game in less than three weeks. Who knows where this will go…"
Harry sighed. "Well, we did a good job hiding it for nearly a month."
"Yes."
He pulled up to Potter Manor and they sleepily trudged up the garden path inside. Harry showered before falling into bed beside Ginny, who was already sound asleep. It was nearly two in the morning, so he could get at least seven hours in before practice, which wasn't bad at all.
"The price of being a Quidditch player. And a musician." He muttered before falling asleep.
***
"Harry!" Ginny screamed, jumping up and down.
"What?" He was shirtless and had his wand clutched in his hand, worry evident in his face. Ginny laughed at him before shoving the letter she had been holding into his hands.
"What's this?" He asked, before looking down and reading it. "Oh my…Ginny, this is fantastic!"
"I know!" She laughed, kissing him.
"When do you start?"
"Monday."
"I am so happy for you. You've been waiting for this for weeks."
"I'm so glad St. Mungo's had an opening."
Harry grinned at her before reading part of the letter aloud.
Dear Miss Weasley,
After careful consideration of your credentials and references, it gives us great pleasure to accept your application as Assistant Healer of the Artifacts Accidents Department…
"This is so wonderful, Ginny." He bent down, kissing her deeply.
"I have to tell my family."
"You go do that. I'm going to practice. I should be back by lunch, then I have a meeting with Kyle and Ben. Then, I have a photo shoot at three."
"I'll come with you to the photo shoot. What is this one for?"
Harry blushed slightly. "Er, I need to tell you about Saturday too."
"Does that have to do with the photo shoot?"
"Well, no, well kind of. Actually I plan on revealing my identity in my first live interview Saturday morning." He told her.
"Harry, that's great. But what does this have to do with the photo shoot?"
"Er, nothing actually, but…Well, I'll be, er, lacking in clothing."
Ginny's mouth fell open, then she began laughing uncontrollably. "What, is it for an underwear company?"
Harry bit down on his bottom lip.
"IT IS! Oh gods, this is too good. I have to be there!" She was practically falling over from laughter.
"Ginny, it is not funny. And they're just sending a photographer to possibly get a shot or two, you know, to see if they're interested." Harry's blush seemed to be permanent at that point.
"Love, it is crazy how you hate fame and yet enjoy it to no end. You are incredibly shy, but you have no issues when it comes to television and photos."
"Go tell your family." He told her, his blush receding.
"I love you."
"I love you too." He gave her a quick kiss before she apparated.
Harry sighed, walking back upstairs; he was so in love with that woman.
***
"Mum! Dad!" Ginny shouted as she opened the back door of The Burrow.
"Ginny, what is it?" Molly looked at her daughter, worried by her shouts.
"I got the job!" She held up the parchment up for her parents who were the only ones in the kitchen.
"Honey, that's wonderful." Arthur hugged his daughter, kissing the top of her head.
"Oh, Ginny." Her mother had tears in her eyes as she hugged her daughter.
"Can you tell everyone else for me? Except Hermione and Ron, I'm going there now."
"Of course, Dear."
"Thanks." She went for the door but paused.
"Oh, and I'm going to drop off a television for you all later."
"Why?" Her father seemed delighted, but her mother was apprehensive.
"There's something I want you all to watch Saturday. It's about Sky." With that, she left her stunned parents and apparated to Ron and Hermione's flat.
"Hermione!"
"What?" Hermione was sitting on her couch, absorbed in a book on law.
"I got the job." She grinned.
"Ginny, that's great!"
"Yeah, where's Ron?"
"Practice."
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that." Ginny sat down beside her friend.
"So how's Harry?
"Good, he has a photo shoot after that I really want to go to."
"Why?"
"A company wants him to model their underwear possibly." She smirked.
Hermione started laughing. "So that's why you want to go."
"Yes, but I doubt he'll let me come. He says I can be too distracting sometimes."
"Gee, I wonder why." Hermione rolled her eyes, smiling.
"So how's work?"
"Fascinating, but it really amazes me what some people try to get away with when it comes to the law. I really wonder about people sometimes."
"Of course." Ginny laughed.
"Want to go to lunch?"
"Sounds wonderful, I just need to do a few things at home."
"All right. I'll meet you there in an hour?"
"Perfect." She grinned before apparating back to Potter Manor.
***
"Sky, good to see you."
"Hey, Kyle." Sky shook his friend's hand.
Ben was talking with the photographer. Everything seemed set up perfectly, the backdrops were all set up and the lights were surrounding it.
"Ok, well, we're going to take a few pictures that we're hoping to make the covers for your singles. Some are also going to be for T-shirts and posters, merchandise, you know. Your album's doing surprisingly well for an unknown. That's why the interview tomorrow is going to be major."
A blonde woman with a camera walked up to them, closely followed by Ben. "This Mia Ferrah, she represents Run A Way Fashions."
"Hi, Mr. Sky."
"Just call me Sky, Ms. Ferrah." He told her, shaking her hand.
"And you call me Mia. Now, Raw, that's a little nickname for the company," Sky nodded, laughing slightly at it. "we're looking for the next hot thing before everyone else gets their hands on it. And you're going to be the next hot thing." Mia had a lot of energy and her brown eyes went wide as she talked about the company.
"Really?"
"Yes, and we want to do a little two month trial contract with you, to see if things between us will work. Then after the two months, we'll discuss long-term contracts and what not."
"So you want in on today's shoot?" Kyle asked, his arms crossed.
"Yes, I was hoping to get a few shots, a few swimsuit ones, a few everyday clothes and even a few of him in boxer shorts, if that's all right."
"Sky?" Ben asked, looking at him.
"I don't see why not. If anything, I can give the boxer shots to Ginny for a few laughs."
Kyle laughed before pulling him towards the rack of clothes while Ben and Mia discussed the contract. Sky had grown very comfortable with Kyle and Ben. They were both genuine guys who just loved music. Plus they knew everything about the business, having grown up with their father's, who both owned their own small label together.
The first hour or so of the shoot went really fast for Sky. It was all jeans with T-shirts and a few with him in a tuxedo, which he found to be fun as he held serious looks with sunglasses on.
"Lose the clothes, Sky." Ben and Kyle both looked up from their phones and started laughing at Sky, who seemed slightly embarrassed when Mia came on, ordering him to take off his clothes.
"Don't be shy now, Sky." Kyle laughed.
"You're too funny." Sky mocked as he pulled off his shirt and a make-up artist rushed to touch him up.
"I hate the make-up."
"Don't we all?" The make-up artist was a young, sweet girl who helped Sky relax a bit, cracking jokes every time he cringed under her make-up.
He went into the dressing room, changing into the proper boxer shorts and jeans.
"All right, a few in the jeans, then you've got to lose them." Mia told him as she began taking pictures, the flashing lights blinding Sky.
"Jeans off."
Sky shot the team of stylists and make-up artist a look, making the crowd of girls giggle. He pulled off his jeans, tossing them aside, leaving him in a pair of green, striped boxers that matched his eyes.
"Hang on." One of the hair stylists ran her hands through his hair a few times, so it stuck up in every direction. "Look at these scars." She muttered, touching the one on his forehead and then the one on his chest.
"Hey, I'm engaged." He smiled.
"She's one lucky girl." The stylist sighed before walking away.
"All right, Sky, be comfortable. Give me the best shots of your life right now." Mia told him.
He flexed his abs slightly, making them more noticeable. He tried several poses that felt comfortable to him and Mia seemed to like them because she began taking the pictures faster and faster. He put his hands on his hips, tugging the boxers down slightly.
"Can we get the prop?" Mia called.
A few men rolled a small lounge chair, it was all white and actually looked extremely comfortable, despite its size.
Sky laid down on it and Mia got dozens of more shots. He enjoyed the shoot more than others, and he knew it was because of the shots he was currently taking. There was something about just wearing his boxers that made him more comfortable in front of the camera.
"That was fantastic, Sky." At the end of the shoot, Mia printed all the pictures for Sky's personal copies. There were at least two hundred pictures in the thick file she handed him.
"Mr. Dawson has taken care of the meeting regarding a possible contract. These are simply copies. We will be touching them up and deciding on what we want to use later." She told him.
"Thanks, it was a pleasure working with you." He shook her hand.
"Oh, no, it was all my pleasure." Mia beamed, running her eyes along him.
Sky suddenly felt a bit violated, seeing as he was still in just the green boxers. He forced a smile before going to change, the file tucked firmly beneath his arm; Ginny would get a real laugh out of them.
A/N: Harry the model? What do you think? Leave me a review (: