Wicked- a Bastille and Harry Potter fanfic

~Christmas holidays~

Uncle Albus allowed me to spend these Christmas holidays at Will's, I still can't believe it. He is so much nicer than uncle James! Now I'm able to spend a whole week with my friends!

In the last few weeks we practiced a lot with our new band, secretly at night, when everyone slept. I've written loads of new songs, which we even managed to record straight away. Now we are more than ready for tomorrow. Our firsts ever gig as Bastille is about to happen. It's not something big, just in some little pub, but how wicked is that?! I'm so looking forward to it!

"Soooooo, this is my home!" We arrived at some big ruinous house which appeared to be Will's. In no time his whole family was outside to welcome us. Extremely nice people, that's all I can say. I've never been in a wizard family before, so everything was quite new to me but oh it was so wicked!

One day later
"I can't do this guys, I'm sorry" I'm standing before the pub for 30 minutes now, and just don't have the guts to go in. What if they don't like our music? What if there's someone I know? "Come on, Dan. It'll be alright." I take a deep breath and open the door...... To close it immediately. "YOU DIDNT TELL ME IT WAS THAT MUCH PEOPLE!" And I'm ready to leave, just when the landlord comes out. "Ah, there's the famous Bastille! I've heard your song Pompeii on the internet and I must say, I'm a fan. And I'm obviously not the only one. Come in, don't let us wait any longer!" And we walk in, with hundreds pairs of eyes locked on us. Cheering, so much cheering. But as soon as I take my microphone it's silent. Okay, Dan. You can do this. 1..... 2...... NOW. "Things we lost to the flames..." I start nervously, but at the end of the gig I actually don't want to stop. THIS WAS SO WICKED! This will nobody ever take away from me. Fuck Hogwarts, this is what I want to keep doing my whole life.