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Category: Post-OotP Characters:All Genres: Action/Adventure, Comedy, Fluff, Humor, General Warnings: None Story is Complete Rating: G Reviews: 4 Summary: One-Shot. The heroes of Hogsmeade Idol return for a repeat performance. Special thanks to Em, Fitty, and The game for use of their material. Hitcount: Story Total: 3199 |
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His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There’s vomit on his sweater already, Mrs. Weasley’s spaghetti He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting What he wrote down, the Shrieking Shack goes so loud He opens his mouth, and these fresh words come out: Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy aurors Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win But the battle wages on for toy aurors I'm supposed to be the auror who never blows his composure Even though I hold the weight of the wizzarding world on my shoulders I am never supposed to show it the DA ain't supposed to know it Even if it means goin' toe to toe with Voldemort it don't matter I'd never drag them in battles that I can handle unless I absolutely have to I'm supposed to set an example I need to be the leader, the DA looks for me to guide 'em If some Death Eaters just pop into Hogsmeade, I’ll be the one to fight ‘em Now Voldemort’s back in the flesh and I couldn’t stop it There's a certain line you just don't cross and he crossed it I heard him say Aveda Kadavra to Cedric I just lost it My Godfather lost his life though a veil and my pride is what cost it. And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it I lost another link to my parents now I'm exhausted And I'm so caught in that prophecy and Neville dropped it This ain't what I'm in Hogwarts for, it's not why I got in it That was never my object for someone to get killed Sirius would still be here if I had mastered that Occlumency skill It wasn't my intentions, my intentions were noble Ron and I want to join the Order, crush every Voldemort supporter. Now I wanna strangle that idiot Fudge for running his mouth And talkin' about something that he knew nothing about But Albus told me stay out, this just isn't my time So I did, studied with ‘Mione, now I’m writing rhymes. While he's all over the Prophet down talkin' a man who literally saved my life, forget it I understand this is war, now I’m training harder than ever before cause I know the final battle could pop off at any minute. Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy aurors Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win But the battle wages on for toy aurors we used to have a wizard nation, where you could say incantations and not have to worry bout Death Eaters barging in on your vacation. But the Voldi’s made that potion with my blood in it It all seems escalated, it ain't just pranks no more is it? It's a different ball game, the second war is what we’re trapped in. We actually tried to stop the Delores Umbridge crap from happenin' Me and Ron had sat with her, kicked it and had a chat with her And asked her not to start it we wasn't gonna go after her Until Fudge started yappin' in magazines how nuts I him Forget it Mione smash 'er, curse 'er and let her have it Meanwhile my attention is pulled in other directions Some half blood Slythern heir excuse for a wizard Got some of my blood and thinks that I'll be his resurrection Tries to blow the dust off his wand make new Death Heads. But now Fudge is denying he’s back to keep the peace, And people say my name like its pestilence and disease. Now Percy Weasley’s got a grudge against me for nothin' But that’s alright cause the rest of the Weasley’s don’t buy that stuff and But I'm so busy being pissed off I don't stop to think That Wormtail is now a silver handed freak. And now the destiny is mine which is fine ain't like I really mind We still have Order members on the front line That's willing to die for us as soon as we give the orders With werewolves, centaurs and half giants to support us We'll maybe I’ll shout 'em out in a rap or up in a chorus To show them I love 'em back and let 'em know how important it is To have Dumbledore’s Army up in our corners Their loyalty to me is worth more than any award is But I ain't tryna have none of my people hurt and murdered And Mione’s working on a counter to A.K. to block it Albus keeps saying its love that’s the ultimate verdict I'll find “the power he knows not” before it goes any further But don't get it twisted, it's not a plea that I'm coppin' I've got to study hard to be the man To do all this Death Eater stopping Keep your fame cause I need soldiers not fans Cause frankly I'm sick of talkin' I'm not gonna let someone elses coffin rest on my conscience Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy aurors Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win But the battle wages on for toy aurors Harry Potter finished his verse and bowed his head. The shocked crowd at the Shrieking Shack was painfully silent. It had been months since he’d stood before this crowd. He had won first prize in the first ever Shrieking Shack Karaoke Contest, but now, painful seconds passed by and the crowd was eerily silent. Did they not like his song, was it that bad, and for Merlin’s sake where was Remus. The proprietor of the newly remodeled Shrieking Shack Night Club was nowhere to be seen, and Harry was getting scared. Sure he could take on fully trained death eaters, fire-breathing dragons, and Voldemort himself, but this silent crowd had The Boy Who Lived petrified. Then slowly a few club goes clapped. Slowly at first, then the thunder began to gradually build, from the front to the back. The lights rose slightly and all Harry could see was a see of faces, some white and some black. The noise grew, the fans were cheering for more, but Harry was only too glad to get off the stage. He tossed the microphone to a Remus Lupin who seemed to appear (finally!) from back stage, and scurried into the mass of people. Several drinks later and the more than fashionably late entrance of Ron and Hermione, the evening was winding down. “Alright you guys,” said Harry as he finished his drink, “since you guys missed my first painful performance of the night, you get to join me for one more song.” Ron was not looking forward to this at all, asking “Who’s bright idea was it to do this Car-ok thing again anyway?” His bushy haired girlfriend was quick to respond, “I do believe it was your idea Ronald, I seem to remember someone basking in the on-stage glory for weeks last time!” With that the 3 former Griffindor’s took the stage for the last song of the night. It was a quick beat, Harry put the microphone to his mouth, he loved this Game. (Harry) Comin up I was confused, thought my parents died in a crash, Confusion occurs when your aunt and uncle are trash. Mom and Dad aren’t around, there probably up in heaven, Was a slave to the Dursley’s by the time I was seven. Wanna live good but I sleep under stairs, With my baggy old clothes the kids laugh and stare. Toss and turn in my sleep at night, I hear a woman scream and see a flash of green light. Different day, same crap, nothing good in this hood, I’d run away from #4 and never come back if I could Hate it or love it the Boy who Lived’s on top, And I’m gonna save wizards till my heart stops Go ‘head and envy me, Hogwarts M.V.P. I’m famous in this world you all know me. (Hermione) Her-Her-Her-mione, that’s my name I’m a 6th year, I’m a school prefect so first years don’t fear. I’ll curse a Slytherin clean out their shorts, Cause I’m the brightest witch at Hogwarts. My Expelliarmus spell will take you out ‘cha Air Forces I stand beside Harry, and we know all about losses. I’m a muggle born so I have to stay cautious. One basilisk nearly had my body dumped in marshes. Told Ron when I met him he had dirt on his nose, Hit Neville with Petrificus Totalis and he completely froze. I ain’t have a friend at Hogwarts when I came here Now I’m going to Yule balls with Quiddich stars 4th year, See how time fly? (Harry) Hate it or love it Hermione Granger’s on top And she’s gonna fight till elf slavery stops Go ‘head and envy she, Hogwarts MVP She ain’t goin’ nowhere So yo can get to know ‘G.’ From the beginning to the end, Death eaters lose, Aurors win The war’s real we ain’t go to pretend The cold world we live in, but we gotta move on, Now enough of me, so listen to Ron (Ron) Used to hate homework, ‘Mione thought I was dense But now we’re in a war and it all makes sense. My mom’s happy I got a prefect badge, She don’t want us in The Order but that’s too bad But I stand by Harry even when he’d being thick, When this is over we’ll spend 30 million galleons on broomsticks! We’ve lost too many death eater trackers, Sirius is gone and Frank and Alice still give Neville gum wrappers. I wanna know whats goin on so I use extendable ears, The prophecy said only Harry can end our fears. So whenever we train and I get exhausted, I think about Voldemort, Its up to us to stop him. I love you ‘Mione (Harry, Hermione, Ron) Hate it or love it Trio’s on top, And we’re gonna fight until this war stops Everyone stand and see, The wizarding world’s MVP’s We ain’t goin’ nowhere till Voldie’s R.I.P. -------------------------------- ----------- A/N I know we're all gearing up for the HBP, and hoping those nasty spoilers aren't true. Here's to the unnatural meshing of hip hop and harry potter, my two favorite addictins. |
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