Harry Styles Do Be A Potter

Chapter 23: Don't Need Makeup To Cover Up

The stage was bright and full of sparkling boybands gathered in little nervous huddles like tiny woodland animals. However, for once, Harry and his bandmates were assured of their status in the competition.

The judges (who weren't nearly as famous as Harry anyway) had erupted into laughter, joy, and dance at One Direction's breathtaking performance.

Harry felt like all his hard work had finally paid off. And that despite what the Dursleys, and the Slytherins, and all his other haters (aka Professor Snape) had told him, he truly did have talent.

    The only one who looked nervous at all was Zayn who paced back and forth while his bandmates chatted happily about joining the competition.

    "Ahem," Simon Cowell Dumbledore said into the wand-mic across from the stage at the table with all the judges staring intimidatingly at the contestants.

He began to list the bands who had passed the audition, beginning with "w" (which was the first letter in the wizarding alphabet).

    "Congrats to the WizardFart Nation! You have passed!" Professor Flickwick and his band walked up the stage, gratefully accepting the golden ticket (which was real gold) that read "Wizarding Boyband Pass: Sponsored by Hot Willy Wonka"

    The band did a funky little happy dance leaving the stage, as a new band took their place.

    "And we regret to inform 'Steaming Fudge Noodles!', you tried your best but you will not be competing in the battle of the boy bands.

    A few audience members booed, but no one really knew who they were, so it didn't affect morale much.

    The band made their way off stag, sobbing uncontrollably.

    Blake Shelton took the wand-mic to address the next band. "'Death by Yodeling', we regret to inform you that you have been rejected by our committee."

    The band nodded their heads in acceptance, knowing that their half-bootied performance was not enough to get them into the competition.

    "Now," Shakira grabbed the wand-mic enthusiastically, "please give it up for our newest competition member, lead by the fabulous Tom Riddle, the 'DeathEaters'! oh-le-oh-le-oh-le."

    The auditorium exploded in applause, with a few boos mixed into the cheers.

    One Direction grimaced, wary of the tight competition that was to come.

    "Pinche cabrones" Niall-Hermine grimaced, looking upon the smugly face of Tom Riddle. Taylor Swift frowned, trying not to say much, not wanting to clap, but wanting to clap at the same time.

    After the DeathEaters took their glittering fancy pants ticket, Lucius Malfoylick (who was wearing a full on face skeletal DeathEater mask so no one, except Zayn, knew who it was) took the wand-mic from Shakira, completely unprompted. The entire audience gasped in shock and anticipation.

    Shakira gave him an unflattering look.

    "Get off the stage!" a random bystander named Paul Rudd shouted, but the DeathEater ignored him as he kept screaming.

    "I have an announcement to make!" He proclaimed to the eager audience. "One Direction is cheating! They should not be allowed into this competition!"

    Harry stood in his seat. "THAT'S NOT TRUE!"

    "What's this guy on about?" Louis whispered to Zayn who wouldn't even look at the ginger boy, his eyes fixed on the floor.

    "Yeah, we would never cheat!" Liam complained in a lisp (even though there were no 's''s to lisp on).

    Niall-Hermione looked to Zayn, asking for reassurance with her ugly dull eyes surrounded by brown caterpillar bushes. Zayn glanced up at her fugy face, love and dishonesty oozing from his pupils and shrugged.