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It’s raining life, It’s raining magic, It’s rainin	By : yamiyugi23 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 8795 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor Fern Gully’s song ‘Raining like magic’ song nor Anita Blake. I have no rights to either Harry Potter or Fern Gully’s song ‘Raining like magic’ nor Anita Blake. I make no money from writing these fic’s.

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- 1-It’s raining life, It’s raining magic, It’s rainin
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor Fern Gully’s song ‘Raining like magic’ song nor Anita Blake. I have no rights to either Harry Potter or Fern Gully’s song ‘Raining like magic’ nor Anita Blake. I make no money from writing these fic’s.

It’s raining life, It’s raining magic, It’s raining love

“Welcome Master Jean-Claude,” Bob said with a polite nod of his head, “It has been different here while we were under the control of those people.”

“Do not worry Bob,” Jean-Claude said with one of his normal smiles, “I will sort things out, get rid of the people and all that.”

Bob gave a frown at his Master’s words, “Sir...if I may ask...”

“Speak plainly Bob for I know that you are truly loyal,” Jean-Claude said with a wave of his hand.

“There is one male in there that should be allowed to stay,” Bob said with a frown planted on his face, “His been...protecting us...his done a lot for us, none of us know his full story but we all want to say thank you and return the favour.”

“Well we’ll see to this new development then,” Jean-Claude said as he gave Bob a nod and walked into the club where a performance was going on.

“Who’s performing?” Jean-Claude questioned Jason who was sitting nearby on a bar stool.

“Harry,” the werewolf answered simple as he took a sip of his beer, “The kid’s good, his also a very high probability that he’ll be one of the few who get to stay here after we’ve got rid of the traitors.”

Before Jean-Claude could respond the sound of calming music echoed throughout the club, to Jean-Claude it sounded like a fairy tale in a rainforest.

It's raining like magic

It's falling like starlight

It's raining like magic

It's raining life

The voice echoed throughout the club causing everyone to freeze and turn to the stage like magic, much to Jean-Claude’s surprise, shock and amusement he found himself doing the same.

As the next versus of the song started up the curtains slowly began to be pulled away to relieve the performer.

The forest is breathing

Ferns are rejoicing

And the trees are all singing

Hey - It's raining life
With that the curtains was pulled back totally to reveal a male, 5ft tall that had the body of a dancer, long black hair down to his knees, milky emerald green eyes and a lightening bold scar on his forehead. The male was dressed in tight purple leather trousers, had a sleeveless tight fitting black top on and had no shoes on.

“His quiet the catch isn’t he?” Jason said with a smirk as he looked to the Master Vampire who was currently looking like a crossover between a love sick puppy and a fish.

Jean-Claude didn’t answer, instead he watched as the vision of beauty moved about on the stage, his song sounded like nothing he had ever heard, it sounded like heaven.

And oh

What a feeling

On this glorious rain-drumming evening

Hey, hey

I feel like dancing

All night long

(Heading to the light)
Jean-Claude felt his throat tighten as the small male sung his song, he didn’t know how the man could pull it off. All the performer was doing was standing on stage singing, not moving, yet he had somehow captured the attention of everyone in the club.

It's raining like magic

It's falling like starlight

It's raining like magic

It's raining life
Jean-Claude couldn’t help himself but to gasp with the others in the audience as it started to rain in his club. He had to wonder how this was happening, it was almost like magic, Jean-Claude knew his club well and for the small male to pull this off...Jean-Claude added another item to the ever growing list of the male’s perfections.

The forest is breathing

Ferns are rejoicing

The trees are all singing

It's raining life
The next thing that anyone knew was that the performer had spun around in a couple of circles, his hair covering his body as if it was a cocoon, a pair of trees suddenly shot up each side of the stage where there had been two piles of moist soil.

While there was whispers of special effects Jean-Claude knew, he knew that there was so much more to this male then meet the eye.

And oh

What a feeling

On this glorious rain-drumming evening

Hey, hey

I feel like dancing

(I feel like dancing)

All night long

(Heading to the light)

“Amazing,” Jean-Claude found himself saying as the lights slowly became dim as if it was dusk, “It seems that this one will be staying...”

Besides him Jason smirked, “Seems like someone’s over Anita.”

It's raining like magic

It's falling like starlight

It's raining like magic

It's raining life

As the male on stage threw his arms up in the air sparks suddenly shot up from his feet and stayed in the air above his head for a few seconds as if they were real stars.

“You know you’ll have your work cut out with this one right?” Jason said with a smirk which only grew as Jean-Claude ignored him in favour of watching how the water caused the performer’s clothes to cling even more, leaving nothing to the imagination.

The forest is breathing

And ferns are rejoicing

The trees are all singing

Hey - it's raining life

As the end of the song came Jean-Claude felt himself growing hard as the performer moved across stage with shocking elegance and grace.

“Down boy,” Jason said with a snicker as Jean-Claude growled when several female, and a few males, moved about slightly in their seat or flushed, “His not interested in the audience.”

BACKUPS:

Raining like magic

Lalalalalalalala

It's raining life

Raining like magic

Lalalalalalalala

It's raining life

Raining like magic

Lalalalalalalala

It's raining life

Raining like magic

Lalalalalalalala...

And with the final of the song everything from the performance disappeared leaving the performer standing in the middle of the stage, the only sign that something had happened on the stage was the odd drops of water.

As the performer gave a bow the audience shot up out of their seats with a shock of surprise and began to clap madly while throwing cash onto the stage.

Only Jean-Claude didn’t gasp for the great performance, he gasped as he looked straight into blind green eyes. It seemed that the man that now had a permanent place in his heart and mind was blind.

The End.
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