A/N: Sorry this is so late guys. I just wasn't sure if I liked how I had things written or not, and then I still couldn't figure out if I wanted Flynn and Eridani to dance together or not. Well, I tried. If you guys hate it, I will do no more dancing; only singing. So…read on.

Chapter Four

Welcome Back Concert


"It's almost time," Khriste whispered excitedly, bouncing up and down in anticipation. "You got opening, okay?"

"Calm down, kid," I said, smiling. "It'll be great."

We were in the Great Hall, behind the platform that the professors' tables were usually at, which had been cleared to make a stage for us performers. The rest of the hall had been cleared out, too, making room for almost all of the student body.

"Two minutes until show-time," Brecc said, just as excited as Khriste.

"Where's Fitzherbert?" Adrian asked. "He's not ditching, is he?"

"No!" Khriste exclaimed. "He wouldn't do that!" Adrian, Brecc, and I rolled our eyes. She was starstruck. Poor kid.

Adrian twirled his drumsticks while Brecc strummed a few strings on his guitar. One minute.

"Alright you guys," I said loudly. "Remember what we rehearsed. This is gonna rock."

They yelled their agreements, and then they walked out on the stage, leaving me alone with Adrian.

"You gonna be talking?" he asked, getting his wand out.

"Nope," I replied.

"Good." He pointed his wand at me and muttered, "Sonorus."

I gave him a thumbs-up, signaling that it had worked.

"Good luck," he said, grinning, and then he went out on the stage, leaving me alone so I had thirty seconds to get in my zone.

I glanced down at my outfit, making sure that it was okay because honestly, I hadn't even looked at it when I put it on. I wouldn't normally do such a thing as checking out clothes, but Brecc had picked it out, and, well, him being a teenage guy and I being a teenage girl…you never know. There is a thing called hormones among us. Even if he did have a girlfriend, guys were guys, and they were all the same, in their own different ways.

The outfit consisted of tight, but not too tight, black jeans, a tight-fitting maroon belly-shirt tank-top, all of which showed off my toned muscles perfectly. And to top it all off, regular old dirty black tennis shoes. Khriste, with ideas from Brecc, had done both my hair and makeup, and she did a hell of a good job. All in all, it was appropriate, and I was truly surprised.

Adrian started playing a quick, fast, heart-pounding beat on the drums, and soon a techno beat was added to it, thanks to Khriste, who was great with stuff like that, being a muggle-born whose parents worked with music producers or something like that. Seconds later, his voice cut into the anticipating atmosphere.

"So listen up…

Ooh la la la

If your girl wanna play, let her go, so let her go…"

And then, in a deep, but not too deep, version of my voice, I sang softly, just three simple syllables. It wasn't really a word yet, but it added to it.

"La la la…"

"If your girl wanna play, let her go, so let her go…" Adrian repeated in his wondrous voice.

"La la la…"

"If your girl wanna play, let her go…"

And then, I took over, walking rhythmically out on the stage and swinging my hips as I sang,

"Hey baby boy what you doin tonight

I wanna see what you got in store

Ah! Hey baby—givin it you all when you're dancin on me

I wanna see if you give me some more

Ah! Hey baby—I can be your girl and you can be my man

And we can pump this jam however you want

Ah! Hey baby—pump it from the side bend it upside down

Or we can pump it from the back to the front

Ah! Hey baby…"

And the crowd went crazy when I started to dance and Adrian sang,

"Ooh baby baby, la la la la la la…"

"Aaah," I sang, going up to Brecc, pulling him towards me so we could dance how we rehearsed.

"Ooh baby baby, la la la la la la la…

"Aaah."

I turned my back to Brecc and then got even closer to him while dancing, so there was no space separating us, making it look like the song was being brought to life. I tore my head from his neck and saw many of the people in the crowd doing their own little dances to the song. My smile got wider. This is what I aimed to do.

"Ooh baby baby, la la la la la la la…"

"Hey baby!

Ooh drop it to the floor, make you wanna say it

Yeah I can shake some more, make you wanna say it

Ooh you got it, because you make me wanna say

Don't stop it—"

"I want you tonight," Brecc cut in after me, singing to me as I danced away, giving him a look that he and the crowd could see that clearly said, 'Come get me'. Next thing I knew I was in the crowd, ready to give them a turn to dance with me to this beat.

Brecc continued singing, following me, but dancing with random girls, just like I was doing with random guys.

"I'm a Dade county, self paid, self made millionaire

I used to play around the world, now I'm around the world—getting paid

Girl problems, no problems—doin anything that won't solve em

I wanna get witcha mami, now let me see what the lord split cha…"

Just before I began to sing again, I happened to twirl into Remus' arms. He looked unsure about the hot-dancing thing, but with an encouraging smile from me, he got into it easily. The words flowed out of my mouth as Remus and I started to dance in a way no two "siblings" or even best friends ever should.

"Hey baby boy what you doin tonight

I wanna see what you got in store

Ah! Hey baby—givin it you all when you're dancin on me

I wanna see if you can give me some more

Ah! Hey baby—I can be your girl and you can be my man

And we can pump this jam however you want

Ah! Hey baby, pump it from the side bend it upside down

Or we can pump it from the back to the front

Ah! Hey baby…" I pulled him closer, and he put his hands on my waist. Damn, he had good rhythm. How had I never known this? I sang and danced with them constantly.

Adrian cut in again, his voice strong as ever.

"Ooh baby baby, la la la la la la la…"

"Aaah."

"Ooh baby baby, la la la la la la la…"

"Aaah."

"Ooh baby baby, la la la la la la la…"

"Hey baby!" I moved away from Remus, smiling, and ended back in Brecc's arms, right in the middle of the crowd. I paused, as did the music, and then it started up abruptly (not sounding bad at all either) and I sang,

"Ooh drop it to the floor, make you wanna say it

Yeah I can shake some more, make you wanna say it

Ooh you got it, because you make me wanna say

Don't stop it—I want you tonight."

"Make money, make money—this chico right here gotta eat, baby

You scared money—don't make money, that's how it goes in the street baby

But when you remember about the nonsense, baby girl take a shot to your conscious

But god I'm a monster

Cause I hit all the baddest women in the world," Brecc sang.

"Ooh drop it to the floor, make you wanna say it

Yeah you can take some more, make you wanna say it

Ooh you got it, because you make me wanna say…"

And the last lines Brecc and I sang together, ending both the song and the dance.

"Don't stop it—I want you tonight."

Adrian quit playing the music and the crowd burst into applause.

Brecc and I walked back up onto the stage, and he went to his guitar and strapped it on while I looked to the crowd.

"Okay! So, how'd you like that new song?"

Screams.

"Yeah, so make sure you thank Brecc here for writing that, and if you enjoyed the dance—"

The screams just got louder, making me smirk.

"Well, you can thank little Khriste here." Khriste bowed dramatically from her spot in the back with her sound equipment.

"Okay, okay. Settle down for a moment. You guys are making me jealous, you know," I said. "You're making me think you hate my songs and dance routines." I pretended to pout, and that caused an uproar.

"I'm just teasin you guys! Most of mine usually are more…depressed sounding, I know. So this was a nice change. But, suck it up if you want more of this 'cause you're getting one of my songs right now."

There was more cheering as I walked to the center of the stage. I sat down at my black piano, and the crowd went silent. I began to play a few notes slowly, and then I started to sing a song that I had written just this summer in my high, sweet, pure, and haunting voice.

"Don't cry to me. If you loved me, You would be here with me.
You want me, Come find me. Make up your mi-i-ind…"

All at once Brecc and Adrian started playing a loud, angry beat at the same time, and I quit playing the piano for a moment.

"Should I let you fall? Lose it all? So maybe you can remember yourself.
Can't keep believing, We're only deceiving ourselves And I'm sick of the lie-ie
And you're too la-a-te.
"Don't cry to me. If you loved me, You would be here with me.
You want me, Come find me. Make up your mi-ind…"

I played quicker notes on the piano, listening as it mixed perfectly with the guitar and drums. I continued to play the piano as I started to sing again, loving every minute of it.

"Couldn't take the blame. Sick with shame. Must be exhausting to lose your own game.

Selfishly hated, No wonder you're jaded. You can't play the victim this ti-ime

And you're too la-ate.

"Don't cry to me. If you loved me, You would be here with me.

"You want me, Come find me. Make up your mind.

"You never call me when you're sober.

You only want it 'cause it's over, It's over.

"How could I have burned paradise?

How could I - you were never mine.

"So don't cry to me. If you loved me, You would be here with me.

Don't lie to me, Just get your things.

"I've made up your mind."

Cheering became deafening when the song ended. My songs may have all been filled with a hurt, sad, or full of death tone, but everyone loved them, so therefore they loved me.

"We love you Sozo!" some Gryffindor fourth years yelled, making their voices heard above everyone else's. I smiled in their direction, acknowledging them.

I happened to see a figure who was dressed in all black in the back of the room, who looked impressed. But when I caught his eye, I gave him a look of red-hot anger. I didn't appreciate his obvious pleasure in my voice. I was pissed. And I let him see it, giving him a look that said, "Rider! Get your ass over here so we can get on with the show!" He had taken his Polyjuice potion, I noticed, as he smirked and climbed the stage. I gave him a fake smile so the crowd wouldn't think something was wrong.

I cleared my throat, stood up from my piano seat, and spoke trying to sound just a little bit like my normal self.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is our newest member as of this year, Eugene Fitzherbert. I don't think you'll find him a disappointment as he sings this next song that we first heard in the muggle world." I thrust a microphone into his hands, sat down on my seat, and watched as the show began.

Khriste got her stuff going, and seconds later, he began in his odd, unique voice.

"I judge by what she's wearing just how many heads I'm tearing off of assholes coming on to her.

Each night seems like it's getting worse.

And I wish she'd take the night off, so I don't have to fight off every asshole coming on to her.

It happens every night she works."

Adrian started in with the drums, giving me a look that said, get up there and do something. I just rolled my eyes.

"They'll go and ask the DJ, find out just what would she say, if they all tried coming on to her.

Don't they know it's never going to work?

They think they'll get inside her, with every drink they buy her, as they all try coming onto her.

This time somebody's getting hurt.

Here comes the next contestant…

Is that, your hand, on my, girlfriend, is that, your hand?

I wish you'd do it again

I'll watch you leave here limping

And I wish you'd do it again

And I'll watch you leave here limping

There goes the next contestant."

He paused and Adrian got louder on the drums. By this time I was having a very hard time not dancing. The beat was addicting. And everyone knew this if they knew me in the very least.

"And I even fear the ladies, they're cool but twice as crazy, just as backboned coming onto her

Don't they know it's never gonna work?

Each time she bats an eyelash, somebody's grabbing her ass, everyone keeps coming onto her

This time somebody's getting hurt

Here comes the next contestant…

Is that, your hand, on my, girlfriend, is that, your hand?

I wish you'd do it again

I'd watch you leave here limping

And I wish you'd do it again

And I'll watch you leave here limping

There goes the next contestant…"

Brecc started to play real loud on the guitar, filling up the whole room with just that single sound. Adrian joined him a few seconds later, followed by Rider.

"I'm hating what she's wearing, everybody here keeps staring

Can't we tell they get what they deserve?

This time somebody's getting hurt

Here comes the next contestant

Is that, your hand, on my, girlfriend, is that, your hand?

I wish you'd do it again

I'll watch you leave here limping

And I wish you'd do it again

And I'll watch you leave here limping

And I wish you'd do it again!

"This time somebody's getting hurt," Adrian sang backup as Rider held out the word.

"I wish you'd do it again!"

"This time somebody's getting hurt."

"There goes the next contestant."

"Apparently I didn't really have to worry about you guys loving this man, did I?" I asked a few minutes later after they'd all settled down. I tried to swallow my jealousy, but I wasn't winning this inner battle. "I told you, did I not, that he was damn good? Anyways, let's get on with it."

The next few hours or so flew by, and before I knew it, the show was over, just in time too. The pain was starting again, and I only had a minute to book it out of there or else. So I lowered my head and shoved through the lingering crowds and raced to the Gryffindor common room entrance via one of the many hidden passageways. Lucky for me no one was there yet, so I raced up to the guys' dormitory and slammed the door shut just as the change began.

My poor fans, I thought sleepily, collapsing on James' bed. They will get no encore from me. Ever.


A/N: Well, I guess the only thing I have to say is, besides for being sorry that this is so late, is that I'm sorry if this chapter wasn't as good. I had no help with trying to figure out dance moves, and that was difficult, so there's only one dance that I describe in there. I'd like to hear what you thought about it, and what you think it could mean later on (if it does. For instance, my friend thinks that Remus and Eridani are now going to get together. Are they? I don't know).

And last but not least, if you hated this chapter because I did a sucky job on this, please keep reading. I promise the story will get better. And if I did as horrible as I think I did, no more dancing. Plain and simple.

Alright, so please review! I need more reviews you guys! It makes me motivated to go faster, and if I have more chapters done by the time I update next, if I get at least three reviews, I'll give you two chapters at once, deal?

And thank you rainbowstar. Trust me, I think you all will both love and hate how Flynn turns out. =) Please keep reading! Your review made me smile at what is to come for him.

R&R please guys! I need it!

Nike