A/N- This is what happens when I get really, really bored…

Hermione and Ron were worried about Harry. Ever since he'd developed a liking for muggle music, they'd never got any sense out of him. They had to do something about it.

Hermione found Harry in the astronomy tower, listening to his iPod, whatever that was. Even Hermione wasn't entirely sure. She sighed. This was going to be difficult…

"Umm… hi Harry." She said tentatively.

"Oh! Hey Hermione! Look, I just got this new song! It's supermegafoxyhotawesome!"

"Yes, I'm sure it is. Look, Harry we need to-" But Harry had stopped listening. Whatever this new song was, he seemed to love it because he kept humming along.

"Harry."

"Harry…"

"Harry?"

"Harry!"

"FOR WIZARDGOD'S SAKE, HARRY!" Harry jumped.

"What the hell, Hermione?" he said angrily, pulling out a headphone.

"Harry, you need to stop listening to that thing! You're obsessed!"

Harry was furious. "Well what else do you expect me to do? It's so dull around here…"

"Oh, I don't know! Watch WizardTV? Listen to the news on the radio? Just something else, please, Harry?" Hermione pleaded.

"I don't need no TV," Harry scoffed, "I don't need no news."

What the hell? Hermione thought.

"All I need is a bumping beat, to bump away my blues!"

Hermione frowned. "Harry, what are you talking about? You don't have any blues. Not at the moment, anyway…"

"I don't give a damn what the people say!"

"Well, maybe you should! I think even Dumbledore's tired of this!"

"I'm gonna do it, gonna do it my way!"

"Harry, please! Stop this!"

"Gonna let it all out, and do my thing!"

"And what if we don't let you?"

"Boom boom boom, and a bang bang bang!"

"Are you threatening me? What's got into you?"

"Oooh-do your thing!"

"What thing? I don't have a thing…" Hermione was confused. What was Harry talking about?

"Do your thing. Make my body sing!"

"Harry!" Hermione flushed, "Not here! What if someone heard you? You promised we'd keep it a secret!"

"Do your thing, your thing, my thing, oh oh oh oh!"

"Harry, please!" Hermione looked around to make sure noone could hear them, "Someone will hear!"

"Say shut your mouth! You're in a fatal tiz!"

"That doesn't even make sense!"

"Free the mayhem in your mind! Release the need inside of you! You're gonna suffer-"

"Oh, I'm going to regret this!" Hermione said, before throwing herself at Harry and snogging him. And, of course, that was the exact moment Ron walked in.

A/N- Featuring Basement Jaxx's 'Do your thing'