There it was; the best music college in America. Bishop College stood tall, impressive, and foreboding on the hill over looking the lake and the small town. Bishop College accepted perhaps a sixteenth of the people who applied each year, which usually numbered in the 2,000's. Meaning that out of 2,000 people only about 100 got in as the freshman class each year. The administration took only the best of the best and treated them as equals, expecting the same perfection of them as they would a professional.
Despite all that, the freshman drop out rate was relatively low, usually only one or two people couldn't take the heat and pressure of the school.
Friday September 1st
Harry gazed up at the school. "Are you serious? I can not be going to a school like this. I mean, I don't have the talent." He turned to look at his godfather with his mouth still wide open.
Sirius chuckled. "Of course you can boy-o! You have an excess amount of talent; the school is fucking paying for your education here! You got fifteen different offers and you got to the best music school in the country, not to mention my alma mater! Harry you deserve to be here."
Blushing Harry looked back at the impressive building. "What if they find out about…?"
"Har, they'll only find out if you tell them." Sirius ruffled the already messy hair of his godson.
Taking a deep breath, "Well this is it huh… college… I'm a freshman." Harry's mouth turned into a small smirk. "This is so damn cool."
Sirius laughed and continued driving up the way to the school so that they could get Harry settled in.
"I don't know why I said I'd do this. I'm no good at these things." Draco fell on his bed. "Why am I in charge of a freshman hall again Hermione?"
"Because, your esteemed godfather and our advisor seemed to think that you would be good for the job and you're getting paid." The bushy haired woman smiled at her blonde friend as she leaned against her brown haired boyfriend.
"Besides, you're too nice." Pansy chuckled as she leaned in the door frame. "Plus, you got this wonderful single all to yourself." She sighed wistfully. "I wish I had a single."
"Hey!" Hermione squeaked.
"No offence 'Mione. But it'd be nice. I mean how often do I get time alone with Ron?"
"What about me?" A red headed man walked up behind Pansy. "Hey love." He kissed her neck and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Draco groaned. "Why is it that my best friends are all together and I am left alone? I don't understand it. I am by far the most attractive out of all of you. ACK!" At that statement he was hit with a pillow. "That was not cool Blaise."
The brown haired man sniggered. "You need to stop complaining. You might get lucky with one of the freshman." He waggled his eyebrows. He was rewarded by a slap on the arm by his girlfriend. "Hey!"
"He's not supposed to do that. It's against the rules for an RA to engage in anything with his or her charges."
"Since when?"
"Since always."
"Trust her man, she read the rules to everything our first week here as freshmen." Draco rolled his eyes and let his head fall back on to his bed.
"Mr. Potter! I can't tell you how pleased we are to have you join our ranks. We've been watching you for quite sometime and were very pleased that you accepted our letter." A kindly old man smiled down at Harry. "And Mr. Black, I remember your… ah… tenure here." His eyes twinkled as he searched through the folders for Harry's. "Ah hah! Here we are." He pulled out the folder marked Harry Potter and handed it to the small boy. "Would you like a guide to your hall?"
Sirius had looked over his godsons shoulder. "Nope, I remember where it is." He gave the Headmaster a bright smile. "Despite my best intentions I turned out rather well, Remus and I have a band now, we're doing quite well."
Headmaster Dumbledore smiled back at him, "We know, and we are quite proud of your accomplishments after you left us, you've done us proud Mr. Black."
The black haired man smirked and led his godson over to the dormitories for his freshman year.
"Headmaster?" A female voice spoke behind him. "Was that…"
"Yes it was. I believe we will see great things from him."
"He's really doing two majors? Isn't that a little ambitious?"
"I have every reason to believe that he will excel at both Professor McGonagall." The old mans eyes twinkled as he watched the young man walk behind the tall man who has raised him for most of his life.
Harry walked slowly into his hallway that would be his home for the next year. There was a lot of talking coming from one room and he saw a few people standing in the doorframe of the first door after the stairs. Sirius however chose that point to barrage in with half of Harry's things. His baby in one hand and he was swinging her around like she was nothing.
"SIRIUS! BE CAREFUL WITH MY BABY!" Harry all but screamed and ran to save her from his godfather's torturous and dangerous grasp.
Sadly that outburst had called to attention the group of people who were in the room. Harry turned around to see one of the most gorgeous men he'd ever seen and almost dropped his baby himself. The black haired freshman was confused however when the blonde Adonis started laughing.
"Oh gods, I thought you were screaming about a real baby! Like a kid!" The silky voice said gasping for breath and clutching his sides.
Harry grumbled. "This is my baby. She's precious to me. She was my dads. I've others, but I love this one the best." He hugged the guitar case to his chest.
"I don't mean to insult you, I've 10 violins and if anyone touches my electric they'll die. I know exactly how you feel. Trust me." Four people had come out into the hall to watch.
"He's telling the truth. If anyone touches Dante, Drake here will flip a fucking shit on them." The blonde girl said giggling.
"We're all the same, other wise we wouldn't be here." The bushy haired girl said smiling. She moved out of, who Harry assumed was, her boyfriends arms and walked over to him "Hi, my names Hermione Granger, I'm not your RA, but you'll see the four of us around a lot."
Harry smiled, "Harry Potter, it's nice to meet you."
"Harry… Harry… Harry… OH! Right, you're the double major! Right well you're lucky, because of that you got yourself a single. I guess the administration thought that you were special like that." The blonde man smiled at him, "I'm Draco Malfoy, and I'm your RA."
"I'm Sirius Black and my arms are about to fall off. Harry why don't you go get your door opened and we'll put this stuff away." Sirius smiled watching as Harry had to tear his eyes way from the older man and back to his struggling godfather.
"Oh! I'm so sorry Siri!" Harry rushed off to find his door and smiled to find that it was right next to Draco's. He quickly unlocked the door and opened it so that Sirius could get in with the four boxes that he'd been carrying.
"Oh thank the Greater Gods." He stretched for a second before saying, "Right. Why don't we go get the rest of your stuff?" Sirius chuckled and followed Harry out the door and smiled at the upper classmen. "We shall return!" They all laughed and went back into Draco's room to wait for the rest of the freshmen.
It took Sirius and Harry each three more trips to carry up the rest of Harry's guitars, equipment, clothes, food stock and accessories.
"You gonna be okay kiddo?" Sirius said as he sat at Harry's desk and looked at his not-so-young charge.
"Hm? Oh, yeah I'll be fine Siri. I think I'll like this place. Besides, it's not like you and Remy haven't left me before when you go on tour." Harry smiled and stuck his tongue out at his guardian.
"I feel really bad Remy didn't come." Sirius ran a hand through his hair.
"Psh, I wasn't going to expect him to, I mean he broke his leg and he's still getting used to being back on his feet with the crutches. It would have been stupid of me to insist that he come."
"He wanted to you know."
The vibrant green eyes softened, "I know. I'll miss hanging with you guys."
"You'll be fine Pronglet." He moved off the chair and gave his godson a hug. "We'll come and visit in a few weeks, see how you're doing, go out to dinner." The older mans bright blue eyes smiled.
"Sounds like a plan." Harry said as he hugged his godfather back.
At that the older man ruffled the messy black hair once more before he left the room to drive back to his lover and band mate to tell him how the day had gone.
"Yo! Calling all living freshman in my hall! Get your butts out here!"
Harry had been putting up a poster of his godfather's band when the shout came. He looked curiously into the hall to see numerous heads pop out of the doors and bodies move into the large common area that was right outside of Harry's door.
The sixteen other people, girls and boys, who lived in the hall came out and walked over to the lounge-esque area and took up positions on the couches.
Draco smiled at them all after they gathered. "You're all mine now!" He clapped and rubbed his hands together grinning manically until his friend Hermione hit his arm. He stuck his tongue out at her but stopped the mad grin. Harry laughed a little at the sight and earned himself a smile from Draco. "Anyway. Welcome to Bishop College. I am Draco Malfoy, a junior here, and a Violin major. These four are my friends, and they're also juniors. You'll see them around a lot since they live right upstairs." He sighed as a bunch of whispers and wide eyes answered him, "Yes, you have upperclassmen living above you. Get over it. I'll let them introduce themselves and then we'll go around and we'll listen to yours."
Hermione smiled and went first, "I'm Hermione Granger, junior, and piano major. I'm also a tutor for a lot of things if you ever find that you need help."
"I'm Blaise Zabini, junior and flute major. Yes flute major, don't snicker, you have no idea how many people are going to want me after I graduate, remember that. And don't go lusting after my girlfriend." The brown haired man wrapped his arm protectively around Hermione's waist, and she rolled her eyes but smiled happily at him anyway.
"I'm Ron Weasley, junior and drum major. Same goes for my girlfriend," he looked at the boys, "No lusting." He kissed the blonde girls neck to prove his point.
The blonde girl smiled and wrapped an arm around his neck as she rested her back against her boyfriend's chest. "I'm Pansy Parkinson, junior and cello major. I'm the same as Hermione; if you need any help I'll be more than happy to offer my services."
They went around the room then listening to all the people who were going to be living in the hall. They gave their name, where they were from, an interesting tidbit, and what their major was. Almost everyone was a different major.
Harry blushed when they got to him. "Hello, I'm Harry Potter. I'm from Westport CT. Uh… my Godfather and his partner are in the band M.P.P." That earned him a few gasps and wide eyes before he continued, "And I'm majoring in voice and guitar with a minor in song writing." He adjusted his thin framed glasses and looked down at his hands as the whispers started again.
Draco took that moment to clap his hands again and sent everyone off to their rooms to finish unpacking and what not, saying that dinner was starting in 45 minutes and would be open until 8.
Harry walked quietly back to his single room and started the finishing touches on his room.
Stormy grey eyes watched the slight boy go back to his room before they looked back at his friends. They were all grinning at him mischievously. "What?"
"Oh I think you know what." Pansy said. She walked back into Draco's room, followed by the small group. "You like him."
Draco smirked "Well, yeah. He's just so cute!"
"It's not allowed Drake." Hermione pointed out.
"I know… but think about it, there have been others who did it. I mean look at Chris and Marie, she was his freshman charge. They started going her freshman year."
She opened her mouth too object but then reluctantly had to concede that nothing horrible had happened to them. "Oh all right."
Pansy took that moment to poke Hermione's side and to look pleading into her friends eyes until finally Hermione caved in and sighed. "We're going to adopt him." Pansy said smugly.
"WHAT?" Shouted three voices.
"You can't do that!" Said Draco.
"The poor kid." Said Ron.
"You'll scar him for life." Said Blaise.
Pansy shrugged. "Well, we just want to make sure that he's good enough for Drake. I'm going to go invite him to dinner with us." She said as she moved towards the door.
"Shouldn't he go with kids his own age?" Ron asked.
His girlfriend stopped dead in her tracks. "He's coming with us." She spoke in a calm cool voice that chilled her boyfriend to the bone.
"Oh. Okay…" The red head sat down on the end of Draco's bed.
"You are so whipped." Draco whispered as the two girls walked out the door.
Hermione knocked on Harry's door. "Harry? It's me and Pansy."
She heard shuffling and then the door was opened. She looked in the door and smiled. "Nice décor."
Harry smiled. "Thanks, I try." He looked back into his room. The four poster bed was covered with dark green jersey sheets, with a puffy black comforter over it. He had his guitars lined up on a rack on the wall between his and Draco's room. There were posters on almost every available space, save above his desk where a cork board stood, and where there was a mirror, the bookshelf was already half filled with books he'd brought and it looked like he was completely finished un packing.
Pansy nodded in agreement. "You've done well. Anyway, we were wondering if you'd like to join us for dinner tonight." She smiled brightly at the slightly shocked look on Harry's face.
"Uh, yeah, I guess. Thanks"
"We'll knock down your door when we're ready to go." Pansy chuckled and Harry smiled.
"Thanks again. I'll see you in a bit?"
"Yep!"
Dinner had gone well. The five upperclassmen had told Harry all the dangers of the professors and the dos and do-nots for some of them. They had laughed and smiled and had a very good time. Draco had flirted subtly with Harry and to his great delight Harry flirted back, with his little smirks and flashes of bright green eyes under the mop of messy black hair.
Harry had Orientation things that weekend leaving the upperclassmen no time to spend with their favorite little freshman until classes started the next week. But after that they fell into a great rhythm. Harry would have dinner with them most nights and lunch with his freshman friends.
Draco and Harry ended up spending the most time together flirting and getting to know each other. But Harry was still keeping something from him.
But Draco wasn't to find out what it was until the third week of school.
AN: love me? reveiw. i like this one, so please be kind