Hi everyone, here is the next chapter of Fade to Black. As I stated before the fanfic will contain many lyrics from many songs. If anyone has any suggestions as to which should be used whether in the upcoming chapter or in later chapters feel free to message me. I'm always open to new ideas. Also I'd like to thank my little brother for helping me work out the kinks out. Again Harry Potter is its own trademark. I own nothing except my own characters. Enjoy!

Recap: chapter two

The energy around the room was incredible as metal was played and sung. Never in his life had he felt such a huge hum of pure raw power coursing through his body. He saw the others bang their head and purposely collide with each other (also known as mosh pit), so he let the music sing in his body and he too head banged. The intensity shot up higher and higher, magic flowed out and burst vases as the completion of the song came. It seemed everyone had been seduced by the beat; skin glowed, faces flushed, sweat formed on their skin, bodies climaxed. Ethan, Etienne, and knives stared at Harry. Harry realized he had ejaculated in his trousers and lost control of his magic, hence the broken vases. Harry stared back in embarrassment and fear as he realized he did magic in front of muggles. 'This is bad.' He thought.

Chapter 3: the change

The room was dead silent, no movement was made. 'This is really bad.' Harry's mind raced with every possible scenario towards his accidental bout of magic. He didn't mean to break the vases, the music had taken over senses and made him forget everything; no Dumbledore, Death Eaters, abusing relatives or anything. It was just him. Now because of his magic (and rotten luck) he had exposed muggles to magic, that meant he not only would be in trouble of underage use of magic but also exposing magic, which in turn would lead to his 'family' being notified, and then proceed to beat the shit out him for his freakish nature. Great.

"Oh sorry about the vases, I have no idea how that happened." Apologized Harry looking a shade paler and anxious, if anything they wouldn't be able to accuse him of being ill mannered.

Knives let out a breath of relief. When the vases had exploded she was sure one of them had caused it and showed a non-magic person what they were. 'Well that answered my question.' She thought trying to calm her heart.

Etienne was thinking of a way to get out of the mess. Seriously they just literally got here. There was no way they were going to pack everything and leave. 'Perfect how do we get out of this one? Hmm maybe if- no that wouldn't work. The kid isn't that stupid…wait I got it- oh there's a spider in the corner. I must remember to vacuume the nooks and crannies before Ethan sees one'

Ethan wasn't even paying attention to the scene. His thoughts and eye sight were zeroed in on the dust bunny by the bottom corner of the room that suspiciously looked like a spider. 'I'm watching you spider. I won't let you get away. Muahahaha. Oh the kid apologized….why was the kid apologizing?' he thought as the apology Harry gave drew him out.

"Don't worry about it Harry, we can buy a new ones."

"Or we can fix them"

"How?"

Etienne waved his hand at the shards. The shattered pieces floated back to their respective spots and reassembled themselves.

"There, fuck your shit vases" Ethan and Willow chuckled at their brother's antics.

Harry's eyes comically popped out of his head. He was able to do magic just like him and wandless to boot. He wondered if the other could too, and judging by the two's reaction to it he could assume that either all three of them could do magic or they accepted that their brother could and they couldn't. And let's not forget that if they did then they hung around in the magical community where everyone knew who he was. 'So much for finding people who knew nothing of me' he thought bitterly.

"You guys can do magic?"

"Yes"

"Yep"

"yeah"

All three of them answered at the same time. Harry laughed as it reminded him of two particular Weasley twin.

"So I assume that you can as well?" asked Ethan. Harry nodded in confirmation.

"I have just one question. How long did you plan on not telling me that you know who I am and that you would report to Skeeter?" he asked seriously.

The trio looked at each other in question, no one having any idea what harry meant nor who this Skeeter person was.

"I'm not sure we follow you Harry. What do mean by us knowing you?

"Who is Skeeter? Can we eat it?"

"No Etienne, no eating, maybe it's the headmaster's assistant? I mean we are attending Hogwarts. Do you go to Hogwarts Harry?"

Harry's mouth dropped at the questions they threw his way. How was it possible that by them being magical they had no idea who he was? Their faces showed nothing but honesty and confusion.

"You're kidding right? You guys are magical people and have no idea who I am? Who the Boy-Who-Lived is? Yes, I am attending Hogwarts, seriously though how can you know who the headmaster is but not Skeeter? Are you sure you guys are magical?" harry fired question after question back at them.

"Well for one my big brother, sister, and I are not from here. We just arrived from America."

"We only know who the headmaster is, is because my bank manager recommended Hogwarts to us."

"Yes harry we are magical. I'm sure or else all of the stuff we learned and lived through is nothing more than a clever illusion and I'm actually talking to a mouse in an abandoned warehouse."

"smart arse."

"Takes one to know one"

"Guys cut it out. Save it for later. Harry whatever identity you have we don't know nor do we care. We don't pay attention to the media or society. We stick to ourselves and follow our rules."

Harry had to sit down. This was a first for him. Usually anyone he encounters knows more about him than himself. As Harry shifted he realized his trousers where still wet from the..ahem.. climax, he blushed bright red. 'I need to a bathroom to clean up' went through his head.

"Oh ok. So you're not going to go and snitch to Skeeter?"

"Nope"

"What about the headmaster?"

"Nope"

"You guys actually possess a working brain?"

"Yep"

"Is one word responses all you know Ms. Willow?"

"Nope and call me Knives please."

"Why Knives?"

"I'll tell you the story some other time. Now I don't know about you guys but I want to change. Wearing clothes after a climax isn't exactly comfortable."

"I actually almost forgot about that. Thanks sis."

"Sure. Now come with me Harry. I think I own a pair of jeans that fit you."

Harry tried to protest that he was fine and to not worry about it but he got cut off by Ethan moving and sticking a carrot into his mouth that he got from the paper bags he had set down. Harry glared at Ethan as knives made her way to the boxes where her clothes were contained out in the hall. Ethan glared back before crossing his eyes making Harry giggle. Then Etienne's stomach decided to announce its hunger, quite loudly in fact. So as to not incur the wrath of his big sister, he took the carrot Ethan had stuffed into Harry's mouth and bit into it.

"Hey! That's my carrot!" complained Ethan.

"Then you shouldn't have stuffed it my mouth. Wait why are you eating the carrot that is covered in my saliva? Isn't that gross?"

"I wouldn't have to have place it there if you weren't about to complain."

"Om nom nom nom."

"My carrot!"

"Just get another one. I'm sure there are more from where you grabbed it. And I wasn't going to complain. I was merely expressing my opinion that it was ok, no worries."

"Sure whatever short stop"

"Aha! I found the jeans Harry!"

"I'm not short!"

"Extra baked taco shell, your argument is invalid"

"Now look you- wait what?"

Knives came back into the kitchen with the pair of jeans in one arm. Passing by the bag that was on the table, she grabbed a really huge carrot and handed it to Ethan.

"There now you have your carrot. Harry don't even bother because you're not gonna win. You have to learn how to argue like we do. And by that I mean be insane and also a sarcastic smartarse."

Harry was flustered and huffed in surrender before smiling again. These people were something else, but it was a welcomed changed. Now to ask the question he has been meaning to, what in the world was that earlier?

"Right. So….what exactly was that earlier? The music I mean and well I guess the climaxing part too."

Knives handed the jeans to Harry before beginning to explain. Ethan and Etienne went through their own boxes looking for a pair of jeans, after changing they came back into the kitchen.

"That my dear is something we like to call heavy metal or extreme hardcore rock. As for the climax, well that can only happen if you are able to truly grasp the underlying notes of the music. I'm surprised you were able to this quickly. It took me a while."

"Heavy metal? That's muggle music isn't it?" asked Harry cocking his head to the side like a curious puppy.

"What is muggle? I'm not familiar with the term. You forget we are Americans not English."

"Oops I forgot sorry. Muggle is a term we magical people use to describe non-magical people."

"Ah ok. We just call them normies."

"Anyways heavy metal is music the embraces anger, violence, lust, energy, basically what we would think is the dark side. Heavy metal isn't all that though, it can be romantic, seducing, sad, and mournful or cheery as you have experienced."

"So the every single one of us climaxing to it is normal?"

"For the most part yes, it doesn't always happen. But when it does like Knives stated earlier one would to really understand the underlying notes and whatnot to experience it. However, the mood in which the particular song is set to influences yours."

"hm. So does that mean that it could happen with other types of music Ethan?"

"It can but not all music speaks to everyone. For example Knives can experience the same emotion that comes from heavy metal with hardcore techno and certain classical compositions. Everyone is different, thus different music speak to them in a particular fashion."

"That makes sense I guess. I got one more question. Aren't people who listen to heavy metal like that usually covered in tattoos, piercings, and have different colored hair?"

The trio grinned widely before dropping the illusions they placed on themselves. Harry's mouth dropped, they were absolutely gorgeous and badass. 'I want to look like them' though Harry. He saw that all three had tattoos and wore dark clothing. Knives had the most interesting piercings, it added to her rebel angel image, whereas the other two…Ethan looked like a fallen angel of darkness and Etienne earth bound demon. Their hair especially changed drastically. Ethan's became much longer

"You lot look bloody wicked!" exclaimed Harry. The trio laughed but saw the longing in him and decided that if he wanted to they would take him in and bless him with the music of their people.

"Harry I see that our subculture interests you. Would you like to join it?" asked Ethan already making a mental list of possible rock genres to start him off with. Harry used of his control to not start squealing like a girl and do a happy dance.

"Hell yes!" exclaimed Harry, excitement completely showed in his eyes.

Phew! That was a long chapter. Hope you all like it. Rate and review ^^