No Peter in this story
Muggle AU
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"You guys want to go to 'Three Broomsticks'?" Asked Remus after they finished practice.
"Sure, as long as you shout." Requested Sirius.
"I'll tag along if Rem is playing." James added, tuning his guitar.
"You guys are MILLIONARES!" Remus reminded them.
"Fine, I'll shout." Muttered Sirius.
~.~
At the three broomsticks
They entered, passing the poster that stated 'anybody who sings a song made before 2010 gets a free drink'.
They entered and saw someone on the 'stage', in reality it was just the bar counter.
They couldn't see their face, all they could see was the back of their head.
They were dancing along to 'Party In The USA' by Miley Cirus.
Their hips moved in sync to the music.
"I hopped off the plane at LAX
With a dream and my cardigan
Welcome to the land of fame excess (woah)
Am I gonna fit in?
Jumped in the cab, here I am for the first time
Look to my right, and I see the Hollywood sign
This is all so crazy
Everybody seems so famous."
They belted at the top of their lungs, they were intoxicated but sung beautifully.
"James, did you want to buy a drink?" Asked Sirius.
"Oh, yeah, thanks, I'll get a butter beer."
"You're getting it yourself." Sirius reminded him.
"Oh, right." James walked over, eyes still on the mysterious figure.
"My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda homesick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
And a Jay-Z song was on
And a Jay-Z song was on
And a Jay-Z song was on."
They had their hands in the air.
The crowd was dancing, clapping, and singing along.
They grabbed the microphone. They turned around and James finally saw their face. He had gorgeous black curls, grey eyes, freckles, and the cutest smile.
They made eye contact with each other. James smiled at him and the boy, who he assumed was a similar age to him, was smiling back.
"So I put my hands up
They're playin' my song, the butterflies fly away
I'm noddin' my head like, yeah
Movin' my hips like, yeah
I got my hands up, they're playin' my song
They know I'm gonna be okay
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.."
They moved their hips sharply, to the beat.
"Get to the club in my taxi cab
Everybody's looking at me now
Like, "Who's that chick that's rockin' kicks?
She gotta be from out of town"
So hard with my girls not around me
It's definitely not a Nashville party
'Cause all I see are stilettos
I guess I never got the memo."
His hand movements enticed James.
He looked perfect in the lighting.
"My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda homesick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
That's when the DJ dropped my favorite tune
And a Britney song was on
And a Britney song was on
And a Britney song was on."
He leant over, microphone in hand, free hand above him.
"So I put my hands up
They're playin' my song, the butterflies fly away
I'm noddin' my head like, yeah
Movin' my hips like, yeah
I got my hands up, they're playin' my song
They know I'm gonna be okay
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.."
The crowd sung along to the chorus.
"Feel like hoppin' on a flight (on a flight)
Back to my hometown tonight (town tonight)
Something stops me every time (every time)
The DJ plays my song and I feel alrightSo I put my hands up
They're playin' my song, the butterflies fly away
I'm noddin' my head like, yeah (noddin' my head)
Movin' my hips like, yeah (ooh, yeah)
I got my hands up, they're playin' my song
They know I'm gonna be okay (gonna be okay)
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.."
He hit the high notes perfectly, for 6 vodka shots in he sung better than any singer he'd ever heard.
"So I put my hands up
They're playin' my song, the butterflies fly away (flying away)
I'm noddin' my head like, yeah (noddin' my head like, yeah)
Movin' my hips like, yeah (movin' my hips like, yeah)
I got my hands up, they're playin' my song
They know I'm gonna be okay (I'm gonna be okay)
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.
Yeah (ha-ha-ha-ha), it's a party in the U.S.A.."
As he finished the song, the partiers all clapped for him.
The guy walked off, and up to James.
"Hi, I'm Regulus."
"Um... I'm gay- I mean I'm James. Can I buy you a drink?"
Regulus chuckled. "Yes, yes you can."
They went up and got their drinks.
Remus was the designated driver for the night, so James was allowed to drink as much as he wanted, or the legal limit, but that didn't matter.
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pt2 coming sooooooon
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