IT Started With Talent
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Harry Potter AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
Views:
7,304
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
It Started With Demons
It Started With Demons
Harry stood on the stage in his practice room. His friends year mates had arrived a little over an hour ago for band practice. The band was something that he had been doing for about a year. Growing up in his cupboard, one of the only things he could do to entertain himself was to sing. He loved to make up different songs and try to perfect them.
At the end of third year he had found himself in an abandoned music room. He started to use the room to practice his songs, it was a great outlet for him. One day as if my magic, he was singing and Dean happened to come upon the room.
He told Harry he could play the Guitar and that he’d like to play long with Harry’s singing. From there they added Seamus on his drums and finally Neville and his bass. They were pretty good, but after Harry went through his rebirth, they were magical. As a Murmur Harry can naturally use magic through his singing. Mostly they kept to singing songs with out an infusion of magic. They were working on songs for the talent show that was to happen the next year at Hogwarts.
Harry hadn’t told the guys about Draco, although they knew about his rebirth and that he was to have a mate. His band mates had become his best friends. Having found out that Ron and Hermonie had better things to do than to spend time with him, they were the only ones who took the time to talk with him. They had all become closer for it. This is one reason that Harry made them all members of his royal guard.
They each had something special they brought to the table. And in the end, the Lord’s, as they now were, would be the people by his side when he brought down Voldermort.
Neville with his calm demeanor and shy nature, something that hide the real ‘him’ was reborn as Abigor. The warrior demon who commands the legions of Hell. He appeared sweet at face value, but truly hid the warrior within.
Seamus with his determination and the temper of an angry lioness was reborn as Baalzephon, the captain of the sentinels and the guards of hell.
And Dean, the negotiator and the healer, was reborn as an Uphir. He was now the head demon physician in the royal palace of Hell.
Harry knew he had to tell the about Draco soon, he didn’t want them to be surprised. Dean started the chords for the intro, the rest of the band joined in. Harry leaned forward and put his emotions from the past week into his singing.
Please die Ana
For as long as you’re here we’re not
You make the sound of laughter
And sharpened nails seem softer
And I need you now somehow
And I need you now somehow
Tilting forward Harry brought his mouth close to the mic, his power slowly starting to rise.
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on y knees desires
What I need from you
The beat picked up a bit in Tempo. Seamus adjusting his rhythm, his power causing him to change. His eyes glowed violet before brilliant royal purple wings burst forth from his back. His hair now to mid back, bellowing in an invisible wind.
Imagine a pageant
In my head the flesh sees thicker
Sandpaper tears corrode the film
And I need you now somehow
And I need you now somehow
As the chorus started up again Dean let his power go. Dark navy blue wings sprouted from his back. His hair also to mid back, falling in soft bark brown waves, his eyes a blue to dark it was almost black.
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on y knees desires
What I need from you
The music was once again picking up.
And you’re my obsession
I love you to the bones
When Ana wrecks your life
Like an anorexia life
And slowly Neville let his power come forth. His eyes flashing a yellow the color of the life giving sun, his hail seemed to flow down to the backs of his knees.
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
His wings different shades of yellow blending together, reared back as the songs end drew closer.
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Seamus’ wings reared back.
Open fire on the needs designed
Oh ah ah ah
Dean’s wings joined the others, as the music became softer.
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Harry paused. He felt the shift in the air. His power was read to be released, for him to take his true form.
And you’re my obsession
I love you to the bones
And Ana wrecks your life
Like an Anorexia life
His wings unfurled slowly from his back, like stretching after a long nap. Fog covered his form and slowly dissipated, showing him changed. His hair was longer he was stronger looking. There just seemed to be this presence about him. When he began to sing the finial verse you could see two fangs where his upper canines used to be.
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on the needs desires
What I need from you
Open fire on the needs designed
Open fire on the needs desires
On my knees for you
They played out, the ending. When they stopped they heard clapping. There in the audience was Draco Malfoy, looking stunned yet pleased. And Harry’s band mates looked pissed.
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ANNA'S SONG-SILVERCHAIR
Harry stood on the stage in his practice room. His friends year mates had arrived a little over an hour ago for band practice. The band was something that he had been doing for about a year. Growing up in his cupboard, one of the only things he could do to entertain himself was to sing. He loved to make up different songs and try to perfect them.
At the end of third year he had found himself in an abandoned music room. He started to use the room to practice his songs, it was a great outlet for him. One day as if my magic, he was singing and Dean happened to come upon the room.
He told Harry he could play the Guitar and that he’d like to play long with Harry’s singing. From there they added Seamus on his drums and finally Neville and his bass. They were pretty good, but after Harry went through his rebirth, they were magical. As a Murmur Harry can naturally use magic through his singing. Mostly they kept to singing songs with out an infusion of magic. They were working on songs for the talent show that was to happen the next year at Hogwarts.
Harry hadn’t told the guys about Draco, although they knew about his rebirth and that he was to have a mate. His band mates had become his best friends. Having found out that Ron and Hermonie had better things to do than to spend time with him, they were the only ones who took the time to talk with him. They had all become closer for it. This is one reason that Harry made them all members of his royal guard.
They each had something special they brought to the table. And in the end, the Lord’s, as they now were, would be the people by his side when he brought down Voldermort.
Neville with his calm demeanor and shy nature, something that hide the real ‘him’ was reborn as Abigor. The warrior demon who commands the legions of Hell. He appeared sweet at face value, but truly hid the warrior within.
Seamus with his determination and the temper of an angry lioness was reborn as Baalzephon, the captain of the sentinels and the guards of hell.
And Dean, the negotiator and the healer, was reborn as an Uphir. He was now the head demon physician in the royal palace of Hell.
Harry knew he had to tell the about Draco soon, he didn’t want them to be surprised. Dean started the chords for the intro, the rest of the band joined in. Harry leaned forward and put his emotions from the past week into his singing.
Please die Ana
For as long as you’re here we’re not
You make the sound of laughter
And sharpened nails seem softer
And I need you now somehow
And I need you now somehow
Tilting forward Harry brought his mouth close to the mic, his power slowly starting to rise.
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on y knees desires
What I need from you
The beat picked up a bit in Tempo. Seamus adjusting his rhythm, his power causing him to change. His eyes glowed violet before brilliant royal purple wings burst forth from his back. His hair now to mid back, bellowing in an invisible wind.
Imagine a pageant
In my head the flesh sees thicker
Sandpaper tears corrode the film
And I need you now somehow
And I need you now somehow
As the chorus started up again Dean let his power go. Dark navy blue wings sprouted from his back. His hair also to mid back, falling in soft bark brown waves, his eyes a blue to dark it was almost black.
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on y knees desires
What I need from you
The music was once again picking up.
And you’re my obsession
I love you to the bones
When Ana wrecks your life
Like an anorexia life
And slowly Neville let his power come forth. His eyes flashing a yellow the color of the life giving sun, his hail seemed to flow down to the backs of his knees.
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
His wings different shades of yellow blending together, reared back as the songs end drew closer.
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Seamus’ wings reared back.
Open fire on the needs designed
Oh ah ah ah
Dean’s wings joined the others, as the music became softer.
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Harry paused. He felt the shift in the air. His power was read to be released, for him to take his true form.
And you’re my obsession
I love you to the bones
And Ana wrecks your life
Like an Anorexia life
His wings unfurled slowly from his back, like stretching after a long nap. Fog covered his form and slowly dissipated, showing him changed. His hair was longer he was stronger looking. There just seemed to be this presence about him. When he began to sing the finial verse you could see two fangs where his upper canines used to be.
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on the needs desires
What I need from you
Open fire on the needs designed
Open fire on the needs desires
On my knees for you
They played out, the ending. When they stopped they heard clapping. There in the audience was Draco Malfoy, looking stunned yet pleased. And Harry’s band mates looked pissed.
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ANNA'S SONG-SILVERCHAIR