Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter characters or any of the songs in this story. I only own the plot.

It was one of those boring days where you got nothing to do and you're not allowed to go to Hogsmead because it's not a scheduled trip. Dumbledore was watching his students eat very quietly in the Great Hall with sullen faces. All of a sudden an idea came into his head.

"Attention students, students...thank you. Now as you can see today has been really boring, so to make things funky-fresh, we're going to have our own talent show! Anyone can enter, and the winner gets a prize."

Commotion broke out at once. Everyone started talking about what they were going to do for their act, and who should enter.

"And to make things more interesting, we'll have students for judges! Our judges will be... Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Tryouts are at 12:00 here in the Great Hall. The show is tonight at 7:30. That is all."

When 12 rolled around, Harry, Ron, and Hermione began tryouts. Some where good, some were bad, and others...well let's just say they were scarred for life.

"Harry, Ron, what's the point of all this? It's a waste of time. C'mon, let's go and study before more people come in," said Hermione.

"No way. This is way too funny," replied Ron.

"Yeah let's stay, but if the next one stinks, we're out of here," said Harry.

All of a sudden, Dumbledore glided into the room.

"Oh, Professor Dumbledore, are you here to watch the tryouts?" Asked Hermione.

"No, I'm here to tryout!"

He took of his cloak to reveal his one piece, black spandex outfit. With a wave of his wand, music started playing, and he began to sing:

"I'm brining sexy back. Yup! And all them boys don't know how to act. Yup!"

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at Dumbledore as if he was some kind of alien. No one, and I mean NO ONE would've imagined him singing and dancing to that type of song. All of a sudden the door burst opened.

"Hagrid, we were in the middle of my tryout," said Dumbledore with his hands on his hips.

"That's okay, we got what we needed," Harry said hastily.

"Well if it's alright with you guys, I'm going to tryout now. So step aside old Dumbly!"

Hagrid took off his clothes to show his one piece, blue spandex outfit. The music started playing and Hagrid began to perform.

"I'm too sexy. I'm too sexy. I'm too sexy for the driveway. Too sexy for my shirt. Too sexy for ---"

"STOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!" yelled Harry, Ron, and Hermione at once with their eyes twitching.

"What was that? That was completely horrible," said Harry.

"Yeah both of you were bad. The only way you could possibly be good is if you--"

"Ron don't give them any id-."

"--You tried out together," finished Ron.

"Hey that's a great idea! What do you say Hagrid?"

"Let's do it!"

"Great Ron, now you've done it."

A different song began to play, and Hagrid and Dumbledore burst into song:

"With the taste of your lips, I'm on a ride. You're toxic, I'm slipping under! From the taste of a poison paradise. I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic!"

"Okay, that's it! Both of you OUT!!!"

"B-But Hermione, we were just getting started."

"Yeah."

"I don't care. That was totally wrong! I suggest you never do that ever again. Now Out! NOW!!!"

Slowly and sadly they walked out of the Great Hall. When they were gone, Harry, Ron, and Hermione fell out of their chairs, falling to the floor.

"I'm officially scarred for life," said Harry.

"Me too," added Hermione.

"Hey, do you think if I ask Dumbledore and Hagrid, they'll teach me some of their songs and moves? I want to use them at the next party," said Ron.

"Ron, if you want to live, you better not ask," threatened Hermione.

"B-But I want to learn."

"NO!!"

With that the three of them ended tryouts.

-END

AN: Well what do you think? Please review, this is my first story.