Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter characters, Rowling has all the credit. The artists have credit for their own songs as well, I just love music.

'Italic'-thoughts

Author Note: Okay, this coming week I'll be going on vacation…for a week. I know, I know, I'm sorry. I probably won't be able to write because I'll be in Vegas…so yeah. Sorry, I'm going to try cranking out as many chapters as I can b4 I go and crank more out when I get back. **IMPORTANT NOTE!** I am changing a slight detail in my story, instead of Alexis, James, and Rose being fifth years they're going to be Sixth years; which means Lily and Scorpio are Second. Okay, I just got thinking about my line and decided I couldn't drag it out as long as I wanted to. That brings me to my second important note, if anyone has a scenario they like, tell me and I'll see if I can squeeze it in, no promises though. But I think that could be fun so give it a try. ^_^ Okay on with the chapter!

Let's Get It Started: Black Eyed Peas

Chapter 7

We sat on the train; Lily and Rose were buried in a book, James was playing chess against Albus, and Scorpio went to sit with friends of the family. I was tempted to but sometimes they truly got annoying, and sitting with this group I wasn't bothered… I was watching the scenery go by and occasionally helping James out in the game, Albus was shockingly good, and won shortly later because of it.

"Okay, well I'm going down to the party carts." Albus said standing and stretching, "You coming Alexis?"

"Umm…Should I?" I asked casting him a curious glance. "Yeah! I'm going to the chorus and band carts, we always sing and goof off there!" He said smiling again, 'This kid smiles almost too much for my taste…' "And you can come and meet some of your future classmates." Albus said convincingly. 'Okay, I'll give it to him, that's a good point.' "Okay, lead the way Al." I replied standing.

"See you guys at school." Al called walking out the door. I followed silently. "Hey, Al I'm coming. I can't sit here while the girls just read…" James said earning a kick from Rose as he passed her.

And the base keep runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin',

and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin'

As we walked past a room the door flew open and someone came out without looking and crashed right into Albus.

"Oi!" both boys shouted. Once the boys recognized each other, the boy who came out shoved Albus again and James stepped forward and shoved him.

Now, I recognized the boy, Troy Zabini; son of my father's friend.

Al jumped back up and he looked ready to deck Troy; redheads look livid when their provoked… I stepped swiftly between the boys and faced Troy. "Hello Troy, glad to see you woke up on the right side of the bed as usual." I said looking up at him slightly.

"Alexis… Pleasure to see you again. Just give me a minute and we can catch-up." Troy said, but when I didn't remove myself from the space he gave me a confused and heated look.

"I don't think it wise to start out the school year so roughly Troy. We were just on our way to the band cart, surely you don't mind…" I tilted my head giving him my own heated look. "You can't find something better to do but take up my time with your useless testosterone battles?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Give me a break Alexis. What are you doing playing 'guard-dog' for these two golden boys?" Troy said casting a glance to Albus.

In this context, there's no disrespect, so,

when I bust my rhyme, you break your necks.

Obstacles are inefficient, follow your intuition,

free your inner soul and break away from tradition.

"What are you still doing wasting my time?" He looked back to me letting out a solid *humph* and I turned grabbing James's hand and wrapping my other arm around Al's waist, and continued on the way we were going. Al played along and cast his arm over my shoulders. I could feel James was still tense, his wrist was tight. I rubbed my thumb across the back of his hand and it seemed to catch his attention and he began to calm.

As we walked away Troy scowled, he held his father's distaste for the Potter's and Weasley's. "Nice guard-dog Potty," Troy shouted after us. I briskly unwrapped my arm from Al and flashed a finger in his general direction, "Don't cross me Troy…" I said loud enough for him to hear.

For Troy had crossed me before and knew perfectly well what I was capable of. That little move with Mr. Sims was the tip of the iceberg.

As we continued walking I started hearing music, not music I sang to but pop, rock, and perhaps alternate. Al opened the door and unfastened his arm from my shoulders, then disappeared behind one of the doors in the cart. James relaxed completely and slid the hand I wasn't holding into his pocket, not pulling his hand from mine… I noticed and let it drop.

A boy was singing a song I had never heard, talking about a guy who thought himself cool, but was not…

Pretty Fly: Offspring

Hey, hey, do the trendy thing!
Now he's getting a tattoo yeah, he's getting ink done
He asks for a 13, but they drew a 31
Friends say he's trying too hard and he's not quite hip
But in his own mind he's the, he's the dopest trick

'Weird…' I thought making a face. James must have noticed because I heard him laugh. I noticed a girl making a b-line right for me; she was taller than I and looked skinner, but that could have been the height, and she was African-American. "Hey James, nice to see you." She said smiling to him, "You too Jasmine. Good summer?" James replied. "Yeah, same-old, same-old. Who's your friend? She looks lost." The girl Jasmine replied.

"No," Al said emerging from the room with a guitar strapped across his chest, "She's with me! She's taking chorus this year, so I figured she should come back and meet the crew." Al then smiled, "Jasmine, Alexis. Alexis, Jasmine. Jasmine is one of the first string singers; like top ranking I guess."

"Congratulations. So what's it take to be first string?" I questioned, surely I'd make it in no time. "Talent," Jasmine said briefly, still eyeing me. "So you're good?"

"I've never heard her but according to James and Mom she's good." Al said looking between us. "She's good Jazzy; she'll probably make first string in no time." James says thinking back to the day he heard me sing, casting a glance in my direction. 'I wonder how she's able to compete with her talent…' James thought curiously.

"Come on; let's see what you got girl." Jasmine said walking toward a crowd that a group was playing in front of. "Al! 'Bout time you got here, come on man!" A boy shouted over the crowd; he had sandy blonde hair, and Al took off towards him and James followed.

Let's get it started (ha),let's get it started in here.
Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here.

In moments I was listening to rougher notes; rock possibly, the blonde boy took vocals and Al played guitar. Two other boys played with them, one on bass and the other on drums. I had heard this song before; Scorpio listened to this group, Nickback, not a bad group but not my taste…

"Hey Alexis, this is Crystal. Another first string." Jasmine introduced us and she waved so I waved. "So what are you going to sing?" Jasmine asked me.

"Well, I don't exactly listen to this kind of music… I know a few but not many." I said admiring the blonde singer, he was good. "What do you sing?" Jasmine was giving me a baffled expression.

"Ever heard of Celtic Woman or Enya?" Again she looked at me baffled, "You sing those kinds of songs? Why?"

Now it was my turn to look baffled, "Because it's beautiful music…" "Girl, you got to expand your options if you're going to hang with us this year. But you must have talent to sing those." Jasmine said ricking her head to the next song the boys started.

"Yes, I have a talent for it…" I mumbled but Jasmine caught it. Everyone in this cart would find out anyway. I don't keep my 'talent' hidden but I don't advertise it either, and I return those who know don't go around running their mouths. Well most of them…'Carl…dumbass…'

I leaned over and whispered my 'talent' in Jasmines ear. Her eyes all but popped out of her head. "Seriously? Why tell me?" Jasmine asked looking me up and down, expecting me to pop out as some hidden beauty.

I smirked, "Letting you know you first string competition." She smiled, "Come on girl, you are going to learnt o party like us, and a few songs too…" With that Jasmine and Crystal dragged me into the crowd where teens were dancing to Al's music. I joined in easily and soon the guys flocked to us; what just because I'm a proper Malfoy don't mean I don't know how to dance…*winks*

Lose control, of body and soul.
Don't move too fast, people, just take it slow.
Don't get ahead, just jump into it.

Then Jasmine got to the front and started singing a song I knew! By an artist named Rihanna, I believe, it was a good song, nice beat for grinding…I mean dancing. 'Like there's a difference now…'

Al and the blonde boy; whose name was Chris, came over to dance with me. Chris stepped in behind me and moved with my beat easily. He had a nice build, I could feel it. 'There's no way he's just a band geek…' He was a good dancer, if I do say so myself. I noticed James wasn't here, "Hey, where's James?" I asked Al but Chris leaned his head closer to mine, "He's not much into dancing." "Oh, to bad…" I said giving him my smirk and I saw him smile out of the corner of my eye.

C'mon y'all, lets get woohoo!
Lets get woohoo! (in here)
Lets get woohoo!

Jasmine came back after her song, "How long does it take for you to learn a song? Because I've heard different things about…" She shrugged leaving out 'Siren'.

See if I tell people they respect it and don't go blabbing. "I have to heard it just once, why?" I replied giving a curious look to her mischievous grin. She grabbed my wrist and dragged me away to a compartment; Crystal followed.

"We're going to see how well you sing. But which song?" Jasmine pondered, "Crystal, what do you think would be a good song for her to learn?" Crystal appraised me with a measuring eye. I gave her a 'what' look.

"She's got attitude, looks, she can definitely command a room if she's got a good voice. I'm thinking Paramore…" Crystal said still appraising me.

"I don't want to keep repeating myself like I'm bragging so listen very carefully, I'm a good singer. Did you get that? Good singer, probably above your 'first string'" I mumbled the last part, but spoke the other parts very clearly. I was starting to get annoyed, patience is something we Malfoy's lacked.

Crystal's face lit up, "I know the prefect song! You are sure she can learn it quickly?" She said casting a lance to Jasmine.

Then the train whistle blew signaling it was time to change clothes. "Yeah, I'm sure." Jasmine said with a smile.

Everybody, everybody, let's get into it.
Get stupid. (Come on)
Get it started (come one), get it started (yeah), get it started.
Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here.
Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here.
Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here.
Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started
(woah, woah, woah) in here.
Yeah.