Karaoke AU
@quicksilvermaid since things have been so hectic for you the past few days I figured I would be Chaotic Good and give you a small sneak peak 😘 I’m not sure if I’m being really nice or really mean cause it’s going to be a while before I actually start the whole thing
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Harry could feel his nerves humming with magic, a giddy excitement rushing through him so quickly he had to crunch his toes in his trainers to keep from bouncing on the balls of his feet. He’d been waiting all week to see Malfoy perform again. It was becoming an intoxicating habit, watching him there on the stage. The way he moved. The way he looked. Harry hated it but he couldn’t get enough. Never knowing what song Malfoy would perform only added to the gleeful anticipation.
As the lights dimmed, he took a seat at one of the small tables littering the great hall. If it just so happened to be incredibly close to the ‘stage’ well, Harry pretended not to notice.
“Good evening sports fans,” Dean’s milk and honey voice poured through the great hall as he swaggered onto center stage.
“In the spirit of inter-house unity, we once again have the great hall to ourselves for a little bit of recreational,” Dean chuckled, a wolfish grin stretching slowly across his face “pleasure.” He winked at the audience, pulling out a cue card and glancing at it for a brief moment. “Up first we have Draco Malfoy, performing-” Dean’s smile only increased, like he knew something the audience didn’t. It left Harry on edge. “Something extra special for you tonight.” What trick could Malfoy be pulling out his sleeve now? He already had nearly half the school eating out the palm of his hands, including Harry.
Still, as the spotlight faded from a pale yellow to a dusky purple, he played into the drama of the moment and clapped enthusiastically with the rest of them as he watched Dean saunter off stage. As Dean took his seat beside Seamus a slow, haunting guitar melody began to play.
Harry sat captivated as he watched Malfoy slink up to the stage, his hips swaying languidly in time with the eerie guitar solo until he was on the stage looking like sin incarnate. “Merlin,” Harry whispered, drinking in the sight of Malfoy’s purple leather trousers that looked painted on and mentally counting how many buttons were undone on his ruffled collar shirt. He watched as Malfoy grabbed the mic, bringing it close to his plush pink lips and letting out a low, breathy exhale, eyelids drifting shut.
Music aside, the great hall was silent, the entire student body watching on bated breath as Malfoy opened his mouth and sung:
“I knew a girl named Nikki I guess you could say she was a sex fiend,
I met her in a hotel lobby masturbating with a magazine,
She said how'd you like to waste some time and I could not resist when I saw little Nikki grind.” Malfoy grabbed the microphone, rolling his hips slowly over the length of the mic stand as he sang. It was melodic. Harry felt a blush creeping across his face as he watched Malfoy roll his hips over the mic stand before snapping his hips forward to the beat.
“She took me to her castle and I just couldn't believe my eyes,
She had so many devices everything that money could buy,
She said "sign your name on the dotted line." The lights went out and Nikki started to grind.” Malfoy took the mic out of the stand, roaming across the stage as his words poured out of him. His free hand slid down his body, running over the barely there tracing of his curves, up his crotch, over his stomach, his hand slipping into his shirt and ghosting over his chest as he let out a high pitched whine.
“Nikki.”
