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A/N: Ha, Ha, Ha. This is sweet ok first. Harry and the rest are in their fifth year. R&R! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dumbledore stood up from his seat just after eating the "Welcome Back to Hogwarts Feast". He cleared his throat and began speaking.
"Hello my old and new students." He looked around the room. "As you know the Forest yonder is off limits to students and also the students are not permitted outside or off of Hogwarts grounds unless you have permission. Hogsmead is also open to third year students and up as long as you have a permission form signed. And one more thing, Starting after I get done speaking the whole of the fifth years and up will be required to burst into song randomly, as that is the only way we can stop Voldemort from coming into the school."
Everyone looked at Dumbledore like he was more a crazy loon than they already thought. The Great Hall was silent.
"Now," Dumbledore said smiling. "I have prepared a song for you guys as an idea of what you will have to do."
Hermione has tears in her eyes Harry saw her mumbling something like "Will this be graded?"
Dumbledore cleared his throat again and snapped his fingers. Suddenly music started blaring from nowhere. Angelina Johnson's, Lee Jordan's, and Harry Potter's mouth dropped. They knew what song it was and couldn't believe Dumbledore was singing it. Ron looked at Harry and asked if he knew the song but Harry just shushed him. Then Dumbledore started.
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Pumpkin juice like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a snizzel
It's not your birthday!
You can find me in the school, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the P if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
When I pull out up front, you see the Broom on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 wands in the club
Wizards heard I in with Barty Crouch, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Lockhart, and the groupies they wanna hug
But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up
I see Filch in the School that wizza roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few spells but I don't walk wit a limp
In the hood then the ladies saying "Albus you hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love Pop
But holla in New York them wizza'll tell ya im loco
And the plan is to put the wizard game in a choke hold
I'm feelin' focused man, my sickles on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
I get on my broom and I'm ready to go
You can find me in the school, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the P if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
My flow, my school brought me the doe
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my brooms, my wands, my jewels
Look wizza i done came up and i ain't change.
And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Wizza you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that wizard by the bar toasting to the good life
You that faggot ass wizza trying to pull me back right?
When my junk get to pumpin in the school it's on
I wink my eye at ya girl, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the mofo burn
If you talking bout sickels homie, I ain't concerned
I'm a tell you what Gringotts told me cause go 'head switch the style up
If the wizza hate then let 'em hate
Watch the knutts pile up
Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub
You can find me in the school, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the P if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the school, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the P if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
The music dies down and Dumbledore yells, "You know where we be!" McGonagall and Snape wrestled Dumbledore off stage. Nobody moved or said a word. Everybody was either shocked, amused or traumatized, but nobody said a word. After about ten minutes people started moving out of the Great Hall and going to their common rooms. Hermione looked as if she had been crying. Harry felt sorry for the first years for experiencing something like this on their first day, that had to be creepy. And Ron was humming the tune reciting it over and over in his head. They finally made it to the common room.
"Hey, Harry!"
Harry turned around to see Ron there still humming the song.
"What Ron?"
"Do you know what bub is?"
Harry rolled his eyes.
Everyone said goodnight and ran to their dorms. They had to get a good nights sleep if they wanted to survive tomorrows journey.
So How did you like it? Please review. Review and I will write more!!
A/N: Ha, Ha, Ha. This is sweet ok first. Harry and the rest are in their fifth year. R&R! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dumbledore stood up from his seat just after eating the "Welcome Back to Hogwarts Feast". He cleared his throat and began speaking.
"Hello my old and new students." He looked around the room. "As you know the Forest yonder is off limits to students and also the students are not permitted outside or off of Hogwarts grounds unless you have permission. Hogsmead is also open to third year students and up as long as you have a permission form signed. And one more thing, Starting after I get done speaking the whole of the fifth years and up will be required to burst into song randomly, as that is the only way we can stop Voldemort from coming into the school."
Everyone looked at Dumbledore like he was more a crazy loon than they already thought. The Great Hall was silent.
"Now," Dumbledore said smiling. "I have prepared a song for you guys as an idea of what you will have to do."
Hermione has tears in her eyes Harry saw her mumbling something like "Will this be graded?"
Dumbledore cleared his throat again and snapped his fingers. Suddenly music started blaring from nowhere. Angelina Johnson's, Lee Jordan's, and Harry Potter's mouth dropped. They knew what song it was and couldn't believe Dumbledore was singing it. Ron looked at Harry and asked if he knew the song but Harry just shushed him. Then Dumbledore started.
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Pumpkin juice like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a snizzel
It's not your birthday!
You can find me in the school, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the P if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
When I pull out up front, you see the Broom on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 wands in the club
Wizards heard I in with Barty Crouch, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Lockhart, and the groupies they wanna hug
But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up
I see Filch in the School that wizza roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few spells but I don't walk wit a limp
In the hood then the ladies saying "Albus you hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love Pop
But holla in New York them wizza'll tell ya im loco
And the plan is to put the wizard game in a choke hold
I'm feelin' focused man, my sickles on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
I get on my broom and I'm ready to go
You can find me in the school, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the P if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
My flow, my school brought me the doe
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my brooms, my wands, my jewels
Look wizza i done came up and i ain't change.
And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Wizza you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that wizard by the bar toasting to the good life
You that faggot ass wizza trying to pull me back right?
When my junk get to pumpin in the school it's on
I wink my eye at ya girl, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the mofo burn
If you talking bout sickels homie, I ain't concerned
I'm a tell you what Gringotts told me cause go 'head switch the style up
If the wizza hate then let 'em hate
Watch the knutts pile up
Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub
You can find me in the school, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the P if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the school, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the P if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
The music dies down and Dumbledore yells, "You know where we be!" McGonagall and Snape wrestled Dumbledore off stage. Nobody moved or said a word. Everybody was either shocked, amused or traumatized, but nobody said a word. After about ten minutes people started moving out of the Great Hall and going to their common rooms. Hermione looked as if she had been crying. Harry felt sorry for the first years for experiencing something like this on their first day, that had to be creepy. And Ron was humming the tune reciting it over and over in his head. They finally made it to the common room.
"Hey, Harry!"
Harry turned around to see Ron there still humming the song.
"What Ron?"
"Do you know what bub is?"
Harry rolled his eyes.
Everyone said goodnight and ran to their dorms. They had to get a good nights sleep if they wanted to survive tomorrows journey.
So How did you like it? Please review. Review and I will write more!!