The scene was quiet, as figures could be visible, until a blast of green light of the Dark Mark, illuminated the area with a birght-green hugh.
"Domo-avato-kadavro," Shouted Snape, in the center, "Princey half-bloodo! Professor Severus Snepey!"
"Domo-avato-kadavro, Princey Half-bloodo!" Sang the Death Eater backup, revealing themselves from behind rocks, all in masks, "Professor Severus Snapey!"
They all started hitting their wands on their creepy underground layer, keeping time, as Draco played the keyboard, looking angsty, as Snape began walked forward.
"Domo-avato-kadavro," Snape sang, "Princey half-bloodo. Domo. Domo-"
But was interrupted by someone miles away, singing a very different song. In Le Borrow.
"Bad speling," Sang Harry, in tune of Living Daylights, "And grammar goin'. Songs that entertain only those that know em'. You set your hopes up to see somethin' rad, a fanfic can entrain in the waaaaaay iiiiit's baaaaaaaaaaad!"
Ron approached.
"Here comes the moment when the songfic has done it's deeeeed." He sang, "Three-hundred thousand HP fics, this is the one they reaaaaad. I've been waiting long, for someone to meet our neeeeed. To save the bad-writing,"
"Bad Grammar, and!" Added Harry.
"And let it never fade awaaay!" They both sang, "Ohhh, Ohhh, Oh-oh!" Musical Fanfics!"
Meanwhile, back at the ranch...
More green lights were flying, as the Death Eaters started banging drums and bases.
"I'm not a Death Eater!" Snape sang, passing around, as Death Eaters danced eerily with other Death Eaters, "I'm not a killer! I'm not what you see! I'm just a wizard, whose, circumstances, lead him beyond crucio! Beyond crucioooo! Beyond cruciooooooo!"
Some of the Death Eaters exchanged looks, a little surprised Snape could sing this high.
Meanwhile, away from the ranch...
Hermione had gone downstairs.
"Boys, I've noticed you," She sang, pointing a finger at them.
"Noticing you singing!" , Harry and Ron sang, too, pointing a finger at Hermione.
"From across the room, I can hear it, and can't stop myself from listenin'." Hermione continued.
"Noticed you," They sang.
"Noticing you singing!" She continued.
"I've seen this type of fic before, it's a-"
"Musical!"
"We're in a-"
"Musical!"
"We're in a-"
"Songfic! Of sorts, yeah! It's a-"
"Musical!"
"Startin' to kinda-"
"Pointless, too!"
"Cause it's a-"
"Bad one! Yeah!"
Meanwhile, cutting away, again, something was changing on the ranch.
"The time has come, to perform my taaask!" Sang Snape, "To remove the Death Eater maaaask!"
He had been holding a Death Eater masked, and now flung it away. The other Death Eaters looking at each other in confusion, singing 'Secret! Secret! He's got a secret!'.
"I am Dumbledore's man!" Sang Snape, drawing out two wands, sending curses everywhere, shocking the Death Eaters, since this wasn't in the script.
"I'm kill Tom!" Snape shouted, "Kill Tom! Kill Tom! Kill Tom!"
Meanwhile...
"Harry!" Hermione said, "What are we going to do? We're in a musical!"
"Uh, sing?" Harry asked.
"I suppose it's better than winding up in a one-shot tragedy." Said Ron.
"Oh, shut up, both of you." Hermione said.
"I was only looking at the bright side, Mione." Ron said, "I mean, from a certain point of view, the raindrops keep falling on my head... huh?"
"We better be careful," Said Harry, "Or it might be going down, down!"
"Why are there so many songs at once?" Asked Hermione, "From what I've read about songfics, they usually have only one super-lisious, and the character's normally don't have a sexy back!"
Harry and Ron blinked.
"That was creepy, Mione." Said Ron.
"Watch out, boy, she'll chew you up!" Sang Harry.
"I had a theory." Siad Hermione.
"No one can tell us we're wrooong!" Ron sang.
"What?" Asked Harry.
"Well," Said Hermione, "What if we're at a part where-"
"I was made to kill Voldemort," Sang Harry, "Kill him, and sell his horocruxes to Walmart, yeah, Heeeeeeey! Heeeeeeey! Hey!"
"As I was saying," Said Hermione.
"I see brooms that a brown," Sang Harry, again, "House Elves giving me crowns. Hogwarts and it's train, Death Eaters and Voldemight. And I think to myself, what a magical wooorld!"
"As I was saying," Said Hermione.
"Hey, you! Hey, you!" Sang Ron, "I don't like your grilfriend! No way, no way, think Ginny should leave ya!"
Hermione cleared her throat.
"As I was saying," She said, "What if we're in some kind of DJ mix, and-"
"I just can't wait to kill you-know-who!" Sang Harry, "I just can't wait to kill old Volde! This just can't be can't be a false prophecy!"
"Anyway," Said Hermione, "What if it's like a DJ is torturing us with random songs, and it's like one of those-"
"Remix!" Shouted Ron.
"Exactly." Said Hermione, "What if it's like one of those 'DJ Grooves', and we're just in a random mix of-"
"They sang the ballad of Voldemort!" Sang Harry, "The one their still talkin' bout! And he's bad, bad, You-Know-Who! Baddest wizard, you ain't got no clue! Badder than ol' Kreacher, meaner than a Snape when a teacher!"
"Nevermined." Said Hermione.