A musical Hogwarts
If I owned harry potter then I'd be fleshing out my personal library right about now.
I don't own any music, either, and of I did own all of these songs then now would be the time to start worrying about international conspiracies.
Gilderoy Lockhart couldn't help it. The dratted muggle song was stuck in his head, a never-ending source of indescribable torment! Finally, the trauma of being dragged down into the chamber of secrets by those two brats had been enough!
"Hey, hey, hey, hey
Ooh, oh
Don't you forget about me
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't you forget about me-"
"He's gone mental!" Ron noted.
Harry, however, took advantage of his distraction to kick Lockhart where it hurt.
"Right, let's go deal with that basilisk."
It was the first potions class of the year for the first years, and snaps looked particularly batty. He glared around at the assorted students with unusual vehemence. Finally, he opened his mouth to speak, only to be surprised when, instead of his usual "foolish wand-waving" speech, which he was quite proud of, he started singing.
"Please, allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste..."
Elsewhere, gred and forge were looking at Hermione Granger with newfound respect.
Dumbledore sat in his office, singing under his breath.
"Op, op, op, op
Oppa Gangnam Style
Eh, sexy lady
Op, op, op, op
Oppa Gangnam Style..."
Snape glared down at the eating students with a look that would beat a basilisk in a staring contest. Harry glanced around the great hall quickly, ensuring that no one was paying attention to him(they weren't, as most were still talking about snape's newfound appreciation for rock music, or any sort of music, really.
Finally, Harry pointed his wand at the head table and whispered, "imperio".
Instantly, the resident dungeon bat of Hogwarts leap up and all-but flew over to the center of the great hall.
Silence descended.
Finally, he flicked his wand, causing music to start from nowhere. He ran his hands down his chest, and sang:
"I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
I'm too sexy for my robes too sexy for my robes
So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for Hogwarts too sexy for Hogwarts
Diagon alley and Scotland..."
Those who weren't emotionally scarred or blinded that day would forever view it as both their best and worse memory. It's status in Hogwarts history was sealed when Luna lovegood and a random slytherin girl she kidnapped for the occasion acted as backup dancers, and Hermione Granger cast a spell that would play a magical recording of the event every year on its anniversary.
Future generations would both praise and curse her.