A/N: In case you guys were wondering, the tune harry was thinking of was Riot by three Days Grace (Instrumental). It totally fits the whole sense of defiance thing.

Disclaimer:Not mine, J.K. Rowling, S. Meyer, Three days grace's

It was the third period, which was why Edward was looking forward to his next class, Music. His class would be the first to have Music in the school, so it was bound to be interesting, and personally, Edward wanted to hear more from the one who composed that loud, Defiant tune that he couldn't get out of his head.

He was the first one there, even if he had been walking in a human pace. When he walked in, it was eerie in the dimly lit music room, the seats were arranged in an alternating circle pattern, except for an aisle leading to the blackboard, all the chairs faced the middle. The walls were covered in instruments, Edward noticed that they seemed shinier and newer than last year. The new teacher was leaning against a wall, writing something down on a small leather bound book.

Edward took one purposefully noisy step to inform the teacher of his arrival, which worked because the man looked up and smiled at him, leaving Edward slightly stunned at the sudden change of atmosphere, from serious and broody to warm and kind.

"Sit, Mr...?"

Edward shook his head, shaking himself from his thoughts.

"Cullen, sir" Edward responded, The new teacher motioned at one of the seats, and Edward sat down, The green eyed musician went back to his old position, but instead of writing in his leather book, he watched the door for more students,

soon the classroom was filled with excited students, just in time for the final warning bell to ring.

"So, as you probably already know, I am your new music Teacher, Mr. Potter." the green eyed man said, walking over to the board where he wrote his name.

"I want to hear all of you recite during our classes, and I want you all to look around, and pick an instrument. Our goal is that by the end of this year, all of you will be able to play at least one instrument."

The reaction was instantaneous, loud chatters broke out, everyone was beyond excited and obviously couldn't wait to tell their friends what instruments they wanted to play.

He walked over to an electric guitar, plugged it in. He maximized the volume before strumming it loudly, the chatter stopped, they stared at the green eyed man.

"Like I said, pick an instrument in here, research about it and I'll group you next meeting, for now, just think, approach me if you want to ask a question, or want a demo, just to hear what it sounds like." said, as he leaned on his desk, immediately people lined up, asking him questions. After the first few questions, The new Teacher called for order in the class.

"Quiet, sit down, When I said questions, I meant about the instruments, not my love life, past life, social life, age, country or my favorite color." said, eyed looking at some of the girls who had asked those particular questions.

A shaky manicured hand rose,

"Yes?"

A tall girl with black hair tied up in pigtails and braces stood.

"Um, sir, I'm sorry for asking those questions, but how can you expect us not to? Your new, no one knows anything about you, we don't even know your first name." she rushed to say, blushing before sitting back down.

Mr. Potter sighed, then rubbed his eyes tiredly, even though it was still morning.

"If this school is anything like mine was, I guess its better to just say it then let rumors fly around, and i probably won't have to repeat this more than once because your all sure to spread around, so...what the heck, shoot." he rambled, before finally allowing the students to ask their questions.

A dozen hands rose, he pointed to one in front, a big busted girl with what she thought was a seductive smile, but looked like more like a grimace, stood up.

"What's your name? Where are you from? Are you single?" The girl asked, raising her eyebrows at the last question, as if implying something.

"Harry James E. Potter; England, and yes, my fiance left me about a year ago." Harry answered, of course the students all immediately felt sorry for him, and the girls couldn't understand why anyone would leave someone as Hot as Mr. Potter.

"Are you really that famous British solo artist?" Another girl asked.

"depends on what you mean, Yes, I am a solo artist, and i am British; I might be famous, i don't know if I am, you tell me, and I have no idea if I'm 'That' guy, All I know is I'm A guy." Harry said, Everyone started gossiping, Harry looked at his watch after a few ten or so minutes of the noise, before clapping his hands loudly.

"Class is dismissed, don't forget to do your homework, and if you have any questions, just approach me whenever." Harry Said, shooing everyone away.

Edward looked at Harry, reading his thoughts,

That went well, not.

Edward almost laughed at the bitter sarcasm in his voice.

A/N: That was fast, sorry if i update late, i have classes and stuff, The seating arrangements will be by class of instruments, so the seating arrangement would be in the next music class.I also need to know something, Who'd you guys rather I bring in with Teddy, Tonks or Remus? there's a poll on my profile, please vote. Hope you liked this chapter, please review.

-Deni, Unidentified Writing Object