Author's Note: Music is my life, and Harry Potter is a big part of it too. So I figured why not write a fic that blends Harry Potter, music, and my most favoritest couple? So I did. And now you have Let The Music Heal Your Soul. Read and Review Please.

Author's Note 2: Ladies and gentlemen this is the new and improved Let The Music Heal Your Soul. I wasn't satisfied with it so I've gone through and made what I feel are significant improvements. I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. The characters all belong to JKR and the title of the story comes from a Bravo All Stars song so…

When Hermione stepped down onto the soft ground she felt as if she could breathe for the first time in months. To say that she'd had a long year would have been the understatement of the century. Her sixth year had been tough all around; between her heavy class load, the pressure of perfection if she wanted to be Head Girl, and finding her boyfriend in bed with a random Ravenclaw when she had come home early from Christmas holidays, her year had been pure hell.

Now she was stepping off a bus and onto the grounds of a muggle music camp in Florida. Though no one knew it, she'd started singing and playing the electric bass years before as a release from her otherwise stressful life. None of her friends knew, and she was more than happy to keep it that way. However, this was her forth year of camp and as she headed for her cabin she received several high fives and high fives from campers and staff alike. When she reached her cabin she took a moment to survey the scene within.

Her band-mate Bella was struggling valiantly to dump her huge duffel bag onto her customary top bunk. Bella was tiny, almost pixie-like, and she was fighting to push her waist length hair out of her faces while she fought with the bag almost her size. With a silent laugh she rushed across the room to help her friend push the bag the rest of the way onto the bed. Once they had it up Bella turned, her big blue eyes widened in shock, she registered that Hermione had helped her, and promptly knocked her to the ground when she attacked her with a hug.

"Hermione it's so great to see you!" she cried.

"It's great to see you too Bella, but it would be even better if I was upright, and could breathe."

She smiled sheepishly and offered a hand to help Hermione to her feet. "Sorry, I just got a little excited. You look amazing, and I love the pink tips in the hair. Fabulous!"

"Thanks, it was a whim, honestly. I never thought I'd see all of that hair of yours dyed purple! How long did it take?"

"About three hours. It was worth seeing the look on my mother's face when she saw it," Bella giggled.

Hermione smiled. "I'll bet. Are Adiana and Crystal here yet?"

"Yeah, they went to check out some acoustic boy," she spat out. Bella had very little tolerance for acoustic guitar players. She played electric and lived for Rock and Roll. "Those two are traitors to the trade."

Hermione shook her head. "I'm sure he can't be that impressive." She set about unpacking her things and about five minutes later the others bounded in.

"Hermione you're here!" Crystal shouted.

"It's so awesome to see you!" Adiana squealed.

Hermione looked her friends up and down. "Well you two haven't changed a bit since last summer." And they hadn't; Crystal's big brown eyes and edgy blonde bob were the same, along with Adiana's long ebony hair and sparkling green eyes.

"Well you have," Adiana told her appreciatively. "Love the hair, and those earrings. Very nice, very edgy."

"Thanks. So you two are traitors huh? Bella and I are very worried about you," she said with a grin.

Crystal bounced excitedly on her bed. "Oh you wouldn't say it if you saw this guy. He is positively the most gorgeous thing God ever put on this planet!"

"Yeah totally your type Hermione, blonde hair, big grey eyes."

"Since when is that Hermione's type?" Bella asked. "Last time I checked she was dating a redhead."

Hermione's heart clenched painfully and she shook her head. "Not anymore."

"Oh that's awful what happened?"

"I cam home early for Christmas Holidays and found him in bed with this Ravenclaw girl. I threw things, he apologized, I yelled, threw a few more things and it was over.

Bella looked positively livid. "That bastard!"

"What did Harry do?" Crystal asked.

She grinned wryly. "You mean before or after he tossed him in the lake?"

"He didn't!"

"He did. It's been hard though. We've all been friends for so long that it really tore us all apart. Plus Harry's dating Ginny so she's caught in the middle. How does she chose?"

Adiana shook her head. "It must be so hard for her, for all of you."

"It is, but its better this way. Better that I found out about it before it came out another way; I was humiliated enough the way it went."

"God we're so sorry Hermione, we'll never mention him again," Adiana said.

"Thanks guys. Anyway let's go get something to eat, I'm famished."

Later that night they were all getting ready for the annual first night campfire, but Hermione just sat on her bed with her journal.

As the others were heading out the door Bella turned back. "You coming?"

"I am, I just want to finish with my journal really quick."

"Okay, but if its more than fifteen minutes we'll send the boys in after you," she sing-songed.

She was quickly engrossed in her writing but about ten minutes later she was pulled away by the soft sound of an acoustic guitar. "Must be the new guy," she said to herself. "Well, no better time to find out who it is."

She headed towards the campfire and came up behind the guy playing the guitar. She stopped short of joining the circle, engrossed by the song. It was sad and haunting and she found herself unable to move.

This world, this world is cold

But you don't, you don't have to go

You're feeling sad you're feeling lonely

And no one seems to care

Your mother's gone and your father hits you

This pain you cannot bare

But we all bleed the same way as you do

And we all have the same things to go through
Hold if you feel like letting go

Hold on it gets better than you know

Your days you say they're way to long

And your night you can't sleep at all

And you're not sure what you're waiting for

But you don't want no more

And you're not sure what you're looking for

But you don't want to no more

But we all bleed the same way as you do

And we all have the same things to go through
Hold on if you feel like letting go

Hold on it gets better than you know

Don't stop looking you're one step closer

Don't sop searching it's not over

Hold On

What are you looking for?

What are you waiting for?

Do you know what you're doing to me?

Go ahead

What are you waiting for?

Hold on if you feel like letting go

Hold on it gets better than you know

Don't stop looking you're one step closer

Don't stop searching it's not over

Hold on if you feel like letting go

Hold on it gets better than you know

Hold on

When he finished clapping erupted around the campfire and Hermione could have sworn she heard several enamored female sighs. "That was amazing," she said.

He turned. "Thanks, it was…"

"Malfoy!"

"Granger!"

Author's Note: The song does not belong to me. It belongs to Benji and Joel and all the rest of Good Charlotte!