Ugh, there goes the lights again, killing his eyes. He really should think about waking up.
"Hey, you feelin' better?"
He focused his eyes forward to see his bandmates staring at him. Like those television shows where some dude wakes up and there are just these faces surrounding him.
"I feel like I melted my brain along with my guitar." He groaned, struggling to sit up.
"And your clothes." The frontman chuckled, "I think if the fans weren't scared shitless they would've been catcalling."
He groaned, "So I'm a mutant."
"With acidic powers."
"The guy who runs this place wants me to stay for awhile and 'hone my powers'."
"Sure, I was in need for a vacation and the heart of New York is only a couple miles away." The drummist grinned, showing off some of his silver teeth.
He stared at his bandmembers. They were going to stay too?
"What? You thought we were just going to leave you behind?"
"That was the plan, yeah."
"Wow, your brain really did melt." His fellow guitarist whistled, making his way out of the room, "I'm gonna raid their fridge. Do you think they'll have beer?"
"Not counting on it." The rest of the band slowly started to follow, "It's a school, according to the bald guy."
"The doc said you need to get rest. So sleep."
"That's what I was doing before you started yapping." He grumbled, muttering a few choice words and giving them the one fingered salute.
"Oh! Kira!" Hermione yelled through the hallway, getting a few strange glances. Harry and Ron, her ho's, sighed and grudgingly followed their pimpette towards the two oddest people in Hogwarts.
"Kira, someone's calling you." Chastity sighed, leaning against the stone wall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They couldn't even get to the dining hall in peace.
"Really?" She took out her earplugs and turned around, raising a natural, not-so-trimmed eyebrow at the girl with the English afro, "You rang?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to eat brunch at the Gryffindor table with me."
"Potter told you about my breakdown, didn't he?"
It was Chastity's turn to raise an eyebrow.
"Well, yes, but-"
"Listen, all of you must think I'm awfully pathetic now, but don't try and be all friendly with me just because of that, okay?"
"But-"
"I'm not interested in a pity friendship. So drop it." She bit out, before stalking away.
"Why-the nerve of that-" Hermione sputtered.
"Slytherin?" Harry offered.
"Agh!" She exclaimed stalking off in the opposite direction Kira went.
"Women." Ron sighed.
The camera zoomed back towards the oddly colored hair and the brunette walking towards the dungeons.
"Why are we going to bother Miss Prissy Pants again?"
"Because I need to ask the Dragon something that hopefully won't make him want to fry me alive."
"Bloody sexist. Have you heard the things he calls your friend? The scary Gryffindor one?"
"A bloody mudblood? She's dealt with worse, trust me. He's only pissed cause she doesn't want to get in his pants."
They faded into the background, laughing like bloody idiots.
Authors Note: A little short, yes, but hopefully funny... The first section was in the land of X-Men: Evolution, for those who were confused why more mutants were in Hogwarts.