The next day, Dumbledore announced to the school that for the next event, the contestants had to be assigned a song, each from a different but equally influential artist. They had to both sing and dress similarly to the artist they were assigned. The students would have the next day ONLY to vote and the top 3 were to be announced at dinner.
That night at dinner, it was announced that Ginny was eliminated. The other candidates were called up to the head table where sat the sorting hat. This caused Draco, Hermione and Ron to groan inwardly… the hat usually made things more difficult. They were each to put on the hat and have the hat tell them secretly what song they were to perform. They were to keep their number secret, unless the person they were telling was going to help them with their performance.
Ron was first up to the hat, when he took it off he was looking sickly.
"So what did you get?" asked Ginny when he sat down
"Not telling" he said.
Ron was greener than a slytherin.
Draco was another story… he looked like he was about to start skipping… he had been assigned "I've got you under my skin" as done by Frank Sinatra… 'bloody hell…" he kept whispering to himself happily
It was Hermione's turn now, she stepped up to the hat and slipped it on.
"Hmm…well seeing as I already assigned things from the other 2 major genre's we are basically looking at you singing something country. I can tell from your thoughts that you like to belt it out…. How about "Fancy" by Reba? Wait… I don't have to ask… you're doing it… break a leg!"
With this Hermione slipped the hat off her head. 'well it could have been worse' she thought to herself.That Friday, The students gathered eagerly in the great hall. The first thing they were greeted with was Hermione, with bright red hair that would have put the weasleys to shame, that went down to the middle of her back in loose ringlets. There was only one word to describe that hair… HUGE! She also was wearing a suit of turquoise and SEQUINS! (a/n got to love the old country style lol)
She stepped up to the mike and prayed to god that her singing would outshine her sequins.
I remember it all very well looking back it was the summer I turned 18
We lived on a one room run down shack on the outskirts of new Orleans
We didn't have money for food or rent, to say the least we were hard pressed
And mama spent every last penny we had to buy me a dancing dress
Mama washed and combed and curled my hair, then she painted my eyes and lips
Then I stepped into a satin dancing dress, it had a slit in the side clean up to my hip
It was red velvet trim and it fit me good
And standin back front the looking glass there stood a woman where a half grown kid had stood
She said "Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down!"
"Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down!"
Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck then she kissed my cheek
Then I saw the tears welling up in her troubled eyes as she started to speak
She looked at our pitiful shack then she looked at me and took a ragged breath
She said "your pa's runned off, I'm real sick and the baby's gonna starve to death"
She handed me a heart shaped locket that said "to thine own self be true"
And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across the toe of my high heeled shoe
It sounded like somebody else that was talking askin "Mama what do I do?"
She said "just be nice to the gentlemen Fancy, and they'll be nice to you."
She said "Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down!"
"Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down!"
"Forgive me for what I do, but if you want out well it's up to you
Don't let me down now your momma's gonna move you uptown."
Well that was the last time I saw my momma when I left that rickety shack
Welfare people came and took the baby, momma died in the heaven black
But the wheels of fate started to turn and for me there was no way out
Wasn't very long till I knew exactly what my momma'd been talking about
I knew what I had to do and I made myself this solemn vow
I's gonna be a lady someday, though I didn't know when or how
But I couldn't see spendin the rest of my life with my head hung down in shame
Ya know I might have been born just plain white trash, but Fancy was my name!
She said "Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down!"
"Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down!"
Wasn't long after a benevolent man took me in off the streets
One week later I was pouring his tea in a five room hotel suite
I charmed a king, a congressman and an occasional aristocrat
And then I got me a Georgia mansion and an elegant New York townhouse flat
Think of that…
Now in this world there's a lot of self-righteous hypocrites that call me bad
They criticize Mama for turning me out no matter how little we had
And though I ain't had to worry about nothing for nigh on fifteen years
I can still hear the desperation in my poor mamma's voice ringing in my ears
She said "Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down!"
"Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down!"
"Forgive me for what I do, but if you want out well it's up to you
Don't let me down now your momma's gonna move you uptown."
Well and I guess she did…
The outro music was drowned out by the sound of cheers, and despite the fact that snape sneered at her outfit, she had good criticism all around.
Draco was next on stage He had stolen Ron's fedora look… he sat on a stool with a mike in his hand
I've got you under my skin
I've got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart that you're really a part of me
I've got you under my skin
I tried so, not to give in
I said to myself, this affair never will go so well
But why should I try to resist when Baby I know so well
I've got you under my skin.
I'd sacrifice anything come what might, for the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, repeats everything in my ear
Don't you know little fool, you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time that I do just the thought of you makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I've got you, under my skin
I'd sacrifice anything come what might, for the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, how it yells in my ear
Don't you know little fool, you never can win,
Why not use your mentality?
Step up, wake up to reality
But each time I do just the thought of you
Makes me stop just before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin
Yes I've got you under my skin.
Everyone applauded and Draco exited the stage, he had done well, but he was very close to what ron had been doing for awhile.
Speaking of Ron…
"MOVE IT!" Ginny yelled
"Gin there is NO WAY I'm going onstage in this!" Ron yelled
"Well you have to! Do you want to win or not!?"
"Yes I do but not like this!"
"Did you see what Mione was wearing? Believe me yours is just as outrageous and APPROPRIATE FOR THE SONG!"
"WHY did I have to get the song by someone with a fetish for purple and big glasses?" Ron said dejectedly as he resigned to going onstage. The lights dimmed and he stepped up to the enchanted white grand piano.
The lights came up and some laughter was heard, but most were too shocked to speak.
Ron was in a Purple sequined suit with a white frill at the collar… he had the classic big Elton John-esque glasses. And to top it all off… a purple feathery hat and white platforms.
He started to play on the enchanted piano to the background music. 'to hell with what everyone thinks, if I'm to be voted out for this, lets go out with a bang!' he thought to himself before bursting into song.
I remember when rock was young
Me and Suzie had so much fun
holding hands and skimming stones
Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own
But the biggest kick I ever got
was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock
While the other kids were Rocking Round the Clock
we were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock
Well Crocodile Rocking is something shocking
when your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will
Oh Lawdy mama those Friday nights
when Suzie wore her dresses tight
and the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight
LAAAAAA! LALALALALAAAAA!LALALALALAAAA!LALALALALAAAAAA!
But the years went by and the rock just died
Suzie went and left us for some foreign guy
Long nights crying by the record machine
dreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans
But they'll never kill the thrills we've got
burning up to the Crocodile Rock
Learning fast as the weeks went past
we really thought the Crocodile Rock would last
Well Crocodile Rocking is something shocking
when your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will
Oh Lawdy mama those Friday nights
when Suzie wore her dresses tight
and the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight
LAAAAAA! LALALALALAAAAA!LALALALALAAAA!LALALALALAAAAAA!
I remember when rock was young
Me and Suzie had so much fun
holding hands and skimming stones
Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own
But the biggest kick I ever got
was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock
While the other kids were Rocking Round the Clock
we were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock
Well Crocodile Rocking is something shocking
when your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will
Oh Lawdy mama those Friday nights
when Suzie wore her dresses tight
and the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight
LAAAAAA! LALALALALAAAAA!LALALALALAAAA!LALALALALAAAAAA!
LAAAAAA! LALALALALAAAAA!LALALALALAAAA!LALALALALAAAAAA!
LAAAAAA! LALALALALAAAAA!LALALALALAAAA!LALALALALAAAAAA!
The music faded and soon a loud mix of laughter and applause erupted from the audience. You could not help but admire Ron's showmanship, he had pulled it off! And the Judges seemed to appreciate it… Snape was too busy rolling on the floor laughing his arse off to criticize him so he received good marks all around.
The next morning (a Saturday) , the students were informed that they would have until the upcoming Tuesday to vote, results would be announced that night. It was also announced that the next category would be an own choice category. So the 3 remaining performers left breakfast early to start on their songs.
(((I was gonna end the chapter here, but the next on is already in my mind, so here goes the end of the last chapter… I may possibly do an epilogue, ya never know!)))
By the time Tuesday rolled around, Draco was in a panic, he still had yet to pick a song, so he was always holed up in his dorm, running over thousands of ideas in his head, getting nowhere. Hermione had picked a song, but was still constantly adjusting the key, trying to find a good one for her voice. If she got in, she wanted to give the competition a run for his money! Ron was however, having no difficulty with his song, In his mind, he was thanking Merlin that his mother listened to almost nothing but Josh Groban last summer, it was a similar obsession to her infatuation with Lockhart in second year, but at least this bloke had SOME talent! (A/N Josh Groban in my mind is a sex symbol! Lets just make that clear! (((drool on keyboard))) ACK! NOOO!) He had the perfect song in mind…
That night at dinner, it was announced that Draco had been eliminated… a murmurs were heard about how he should have done something different from Ron, but Draco did not really care too much, he was sad for being eliminated, but happy because he still had no song, so that was one less thing to worry about!
Friday night came all too quickly for Hermione, she and Ron had only spoken rarely and briefly, it was not that they were competitive with each other that much, but the sexual tension was unbearable! She really was glad she had not picked a romantic song, it would just bring her mind back to all of this…
Before she went onstage, Ron came up to her.
"Hermione, break a leg" he said quickly as he gently kissed her cheek, blushing madly.
Hermione sadly did not have time to respond, she was ushered onstage by Ginny who had appeared out of nowhere.
Hermione stood, mike in hand, blushing with memory of Ron's kiss, in the spotlight. The stage went quiet… there was something different… Hermione had SHORT HAIR! It was cut just below her ears, flipping out just slightly, almost pixyish. She was in a dark turquoise cowell neck top with black stonewash jeans. She took a deep breath and soon the music started
She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holdin' back
Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with linen and lace
The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear, but they turn out the lights
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it'll be too late
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
Concrete angel
The crowd stood speechless for a moment, a touching song coupled with Hermione's powerful voice, GOOD LUCK BEATING THAT RON! Was the unanimous thought of the crowd.
Ron had heard her, and he was just a little nervous, not only was he going to bear his soul to her, but she might beat him too! "well, it's now or never!" he thought to himself as he went onstage. Before the music started, he asked that Hermione come back to the stage. She did so, blushing furiously.
"Hermione, this song is for you" he said as he took her small hand in one of his large ones, holding a mike in the other.
I have been blind
Unwilling
To see the true love
You're giving
I have ignored every blessing
I'm on my knees
Confessing...
That I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face
I am staggered by your beauty
Your unassuming grace
And I feel heart is turning
Falling into place
I can't hide it
Now hear my confession
I have been wrong about you
I thought I was strong without you
For so long
Nothing could move me
For so long
Nothing could move me
Now I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face
I am captured by your beauty
Your unassuming grace
And I feel heart is turning
Falling into place
I can't hide it
Now hear my confession
You are the air that I breathe
You're the ground beneath my feet
When did I stop believing
Cause I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face
I am staggered by your beauty
Your unassuming grace
And I feel heart is turning
Falling into place
I can't hide it
Now hear my confession
I can't hide it
Now hear my confession
Hear my confession
"Hermione, I love you, will you go out with me?" he asked her, her reply was a sound and passionate kiss on the lips,the crowd cheered, and in the judging, Snape told them "Next time, get a room"
I'm gonna do a cliffy!!! MWAHAHAH! You, my reviewers, tell me who should win! (I'll do it my way anyway, I just wanted to ask you anyway!) next chappy will have prolly some fluffy stuff and I'm thinking… GROUP NUMBERS!!!! W00T!