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Tick

Tock

Tick

Tock.

2:27 in the morning.

And I was screwed.

"Crap, why did I ever agree to do this?" I moaned, glaring at the sheet music for the 36th time today. The little music notes danced around in front of my eyes, the senseless tune replaying over and over in my brain.

Why do I always think I can do everything? Hubris, or deadly pride, is a dangerous fatal flaw, and I often find myself biting off more then I can chew.

But now, I find myself in the deepest trouble I've ever been in; I had gotten into a fight with the band's lead guitarist, Tony, on one of the lyrics of our latest Christmas songs. Two wrecked drum sets, one smashed bass and a broken toe later, he had challenged me to re-write the lyrics myself; out of fury, I had quickly agreed.

But now, I wasn't so sure if I could do it.

I tapped my pencil against my temple, racking my brain for inspiration. Glancing around the house, I reprimanded myself for forgetting to decorate for the holiday season again. Though, in my defense, there was no one else living here at the moment. My mother and father were away in Wisconsin to visit my older sister in college, and my 17-year-old brother was gone with some friends for the weekend. I was alone.

I sighed again, peeking at the clock. 2:28. I had to get the lyrics for a six-page song done in a mere 7 hours, and I was extremely tired.

I felt my eyes sliding shut, and I lay my head on the table, sighing deeply. Surely I could take a 5-minute break? Just to get some well-needed rest…

~~~

My eyes suddenly snapped open. How long had I been asleep? It had to be morning by now. My deadline was approaching fast, and I hadn't got anything done.

I soon realized that I wasn't at the table where I had originally fallen asleep. Instead, I was seated on the living room couch with a bowl of popcorn and some fluffy blankets, watching
The School of Rock.

I slowly relaxed. Because I was obviously dreaming, I could catch up on my rest, watch a great movie, and brainstorm on some song lyrics. Best. Dream. Ever.

"We interrupt our regularly scheduled broadcast for this special announcement." The T.V. suddenly blared, 30 minutes into the movie. I groaned in frustration. This was my favorite part!

Scenes from the Harry Potter movies flashed across the screen as I impatiently waited for my movie to go back on. They were fairly well known scenes; Percy lecturing the Weasley twins, Hagrid teaching a Care of Magical Creatures class, Hermione scribbling on a piece of parchment, etc.

Growling in frustration, I reached for the remote. Only, now, the remote had vanished and in its place was my sheet music.

My hand snapped back; how the hell had my sheet music floated from the table in the kitchen onto the table here?

Strange.


~~~

I weakly opened my eyes, wincing as the sun shone right on my face. Then, with a jolt, I realized it was morning, and my time was up.

Snatching up my sheet music, I realized that there were lyrics written in the margins, in my handwriting too. Sleep writing? I read the 1st line – 'One the first day of Christmas, Percy gave to me…'

Seizing my pencil, I grabbed my second copy of the music and started scribbling random lyrics. What was I supposed to do? The sleep-written lyrics we childish, and I was out of time.

8:49 A.M.

~~~

"Well, well, well, look who finally decided to show up," Tony taunted as I walked into the studio. "For a second there, we were all sure you were gonna chicken out!"

"Hahaha," I retorted sarcastically as the rest of the band laughed.

"So," Tony said smugly. "Sheet music. Hand it over. You do have it, right?"

"Of course," I replied defiantly, shoving the sheet music into his outstretched hand.

Tony quickly scanned over my lyrics, the rest of the band looking over his shoulder.

"I'm impressed, Mackie," he finally said. "We all didn't think you could do it but, damn, this is actually pretty good."

"Why, thank you," I said smugly. "Why don't you practice with those new lyrics?"

"I think we will," he said, quickly distributing the sheet music.

After tuning up, they started the intro to the song. I watched from the corner of the room, arms crossed over my chest, leaning against the wall.

Then, they began to sing.

"On the first day of Christmas, Percy gave to me: a lecture all about the Ministry.
On the second day of Christmas, Hermione gave to me: two Homework Helpers and a lecture all about the Ministry.
On the third day of Christmas, Neville gave to me: three vulture hats, two Homework Helpers, and a lecture all about the Ministry.
On the fourth day of Christmas, Hagrid gave to me: four Flobberworms, three vulture hats, two Homework Helpers, and a lecture all about the Ministry.
On the fifth day of Christmas, Harry gave to me: five Golden Snitches, four Flobberworms, three vulture hats, two Homework Helpers, and a lecture all about the Ministry.
On the sixth day of Christmas, Lockhart gave to me: six signed portraits, five Golden Snitches, four Flobberworms, three vulture hats, two Homework Helpers, and a lecture all about the Ministry.
On the seventh day of Christmas, Mundungas gave to me: seven stolen cauldrons, six signed portraits, five Golden Snitches, four Flobberworms, three vulture hats, two Homework Helpers, and a lecture all about the Ministry.
On the eighth day of Christmas, Won Won gave to me: eight outdated dress robes, seven stolen cauldrons, six signed portraits, five Golden Snitches, four Flobberworms, three vulture hats, two Homework Helpers, and a lecture all about the Ministry.
On the ninth day of Christmas, Lee Jordan gave to me: nine Nosebleed Nougats, eight outdated dress robes, seven stolen cauldrons, six signed portraits, five Golden Snitches, four Flobberworms, three vulture hats, two Homework Helpers, and a lecture all about the Ministry.
On the tenth day of Christmas, Ginny gave to me: ten Bat Bogey Hexes, nine Nosebleed Nougats, eight outdated dress robes, seven stolen cauldrons, six signed portraits, five Golden Snitches, four Flobberworms, three vulture hats, two Homework Helpers, and a lecture all about the Ministry.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, Sirius gave to me: eleven shrunken elf heads, ten Bat Bogey Hexes, nine Nosebleed Nougats, eight outdated dress robes, seven stolen cauldrons, six signed portraits, five Golden Snitches, four Flobberworms, three vulture hats, two Homework Helpers, and a lecture all about the Ministry.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my dear Mom gave to me: twelve more ugly sweaters, eleven shrunken elf heads, ten Bat Bogey Hexes, nine Nosebleed Nougats, eight outdated dress robes, seven stolen cauldrons, six signed portraits, five Golden Snitches, four Flobberworms, three vulture hats, two Homework Helpers, and a lecture all about the Ministry."


I. Was. Shocked.
This is my contest entry for the :iconharrypotter-fangroup: :snowflake:Winter:snowflake: contest.

Yes, it is random.
:D

Music rights go to Gred and Forge, The Twelve Days of Wizard Christmas.

Picture belongs to:iconsarah-lace:. Check her out. She's awesome. Picture found here - [link]
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creationcreating Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2011
Awesome photo - love the perspective.
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Rachii09 Featured By Owner Jan 23, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
lol! i love the song...
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