A/N: Just something I came up with because I was bored in math class!
'Luna Lovegood, why did you even agree to this? You HATE performing in front of other people, so what made you even think about doing this? What makes you think you even have a chance?????' She wracked her brain for an answer, but couldn't find one, leaving her to her pacing as she listened to Hermione's amazing voice.
'Of course she'll get the lead, she's amazing AND beautiful, so who wouldn't pick here. Why am I here for this?' These thoughts kept acing through her mind as Hermione finished the song she was singing and she heard Professor Dumbledore call out
"And now we have the part of Elphieba, but only one two people signed up to try out, so up first we will have Miss. Parkinson. If you will kindly come up here and sing the song you chose, we can move on to Miss Lovegood."
Pansy Parkinson nodded and stood behind the microphone, hands clasped nervously behind her back.
"Hi, I'm singing Glory by Selah" the three teachers nodded at her as a cue for her to continue, and she nodded at the pianist, then took a deep breath and began to squawk out the notes, turning a once beautiful song to dog vomit.
One day eyes that
are blind will see you clearly
And one day all who deny will finally believe
One day hearts made of stone will break in pieces
And one day chains once unbroken will fall down at your feet
So we wait for that one day come quickly
"Okay, thank you! That's enough!" Professor McGonagall called over the racket, but Pansy kept going.
We want to see your Glory
Every knee falls
down before thee
Every tongue offers you praise
With every hand raised
To you and unto you only
We'll sing Glory to Your name
Luna couldn't believe her luck as they unplugged the microphone. And called out her name. 'Bad luck that is." She thought bitterly as she stepped up to the microphone herself, ignoring the jeering call of Malfoy yelling
"God no! Who wants to hear loony Lovegood sing?" A copy of Hogwarts A history went sailing through the air and struck him smartly on the top of his head. The three professors nodded at her, hoping she was better then Pansy.
"Hello," She spoke into the microphone in her dreamy voice, glad that she wasn't stuttering. "I'm singing The gift by Aselin Debison." She nodded at the new pianist (the one she had been practicing with for all of three hours) to let them know to get ready for their cue.
Taking a deep breath, Luna began her song,
A poor orphan girl
was walking the market one day
she stopped for to rest by the road side
where a bird with a broken wing laid
a few moments passed till she saw it
for it's feathers were covered with sand
and soon clean and rapped it was traveling
in the warmth of Maria's small hand
she happily gave her last paso
of a cage made of freshes and twine
she fed it loose corn from the market
watched it grow stronger with time
now the gift giving service was coming
and the church arm with tinsel and light
an' all of the town folk brought presents
to lay by the manger that night
there were diamonds, incents and perfumes
and packages fit for a king
but for one raged bird in his small cage
Maria had nothing to bring
she waited till just before midnight
so no one would see her go in
and crying she knelt be the manger
for her gift was unworthy of him
then a voice spoke to her through the darkness
Maria what brings you to me
if the bird in the cage is your offering
open the door let me see
so she trembled she did as he asked her
an' out of the cage the bird flew
soaring up into the rafters
on a wing that would feel good just new
an' just as the midnight bells rang out
and the little bird started to sing
a song that no words could recapture
for its beauty was fit for a king
now Maria felt blessed just to listen
to the cascade a note sweet and long
as her offering was lifted to heaven
by the very first night in Gales song
Little did Luna know that the microphone was never turned back on, and the pianist had missed her cue, so she had been singing the whole song on pitch and without any sound support.
A/N Message me to let me know what you think of it so far.