Author's Note: Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or these Disney songs. These songs are copyrighted to Disney, and were used for parody purposes only.
Author's Note: The songs parodied are (in order of appearance): The Work Song (Cinderella), Les Poissons (The Little Mermaid), Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo (Cinderella), The Mob Song (Beauty and the Beast), Belle (Beauty and the Beast), Friend Like Me (Aladdin), Gaston (Beauty and the Beast), Something There (Beauty and the Beast), Arabian Nights (Aladdin), Part of Your World (The Little Mermaid), Poor Unfortunate Souls (The Little Mermaid), Be Our Guest (Beauty and the Beast), I Wonder (Sleeping Beauty), Bells of Notre Dame (Hunchback of Notre Dame), Be Our Guest (Beauty and the Beast) again, Be Prepared (The Lion King), A Whole New World (Aladdin), Kiss the Girl (The Little Mermaid), Beauty and the Beast (Beauty and the Beast), Circle of Life (The Lion King). Whew!
Before the start of each song parody in the story, I put the title of the original Disney song in brackets to help you sing along.
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Voldemort's Return: The Musical
The creature inside the bundle of robes stirred as if it were trying to free itself from the prison of the cloth. Harry could see Wormtail busying himself at the foot of the cauldron, muttering incantations and waving his wand. A fire erupted under the cauldron, and the water inside began to bubble and shoot out sparks. A curtain of steam obscured Wormtail almost completely, and the creature in the bundle seemed to be even more agitated.
A high, cold voice emitted from the bundle and said in a very annoyed tone, "Hurry, Wormtail!"
Wormtail groaned loudly and threw his wand on the ground. He spun around, and said to the creature, "I am going as fast as I can, Master!" Still annoyed, he began to sing[Work Song
"Pettigrew, Pettigrew,
All I hear is Pettigrew, from the moment I get up
Till shades of night are falling.
There isn't any letup, I hear him calling, calling
Go get the Unicorn's blood and go and milk the giant snake,
And don't you ever take a break.
Pettigrew!
Pettigrew, Pettigrew,
Night and day, it's Pettigrew!
Make the fire, fill the cauldron,
Milk Nagini, cut off your hand!
I go around in circles till I'm very, very dizzy,
Still he hollers,
'Keep a-busy, Pettigrew!' "
Disgusted, Wormtail observed the contents of the cauldron. "It is ready, Master," he said.
"Now," the bundle commanded.
Wormtail picked up the bundle and unwrapped it, revealing the hideous creature inside. He deposited it in the cauldron, and it hit the bottom with a soft thud. Harry prayed that the creature would drown.
Wormtail then smiled, turned around, and sang[Les Poissons
"Les potions, les potions How I love les potions
Love to stir and serve for Master.
First I cut off my hand
And I pull out dad's bones
Ah, mais oui, ca c'est
Toujours parfait.
Les potions, les potions
Hee-hee-hee, haw-haw-haw
With a curse, everything is prepared.
I pull out the blood inside
Of the great enemy
And it's into the water they go."
With trembling hands, Wormtail held up his wand, and in a shaking voice said "Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son!"
The ground under Harry's feet cracked and a thin trickle of dust rose into the air and fell into the cauldron.
Whimpering, Wormtail pulled a silver dagger out of his pocket. "Flesh- of the servant- w-willingly given- you will- revive- your master."
He stretched out his hand, and Harry shut his eyes just in time, but his stomach still churned at Wormtail's anguished scream. Harry then heard a sickening splash as something was dropped into the cauldron, and it felt to him like he had been stabbed with the dagger too.
When Harry opened his eyes, he saw Wormtail, crying from the pain approaching him. He pointed the dagger at Harry and said "B-blood of the enemy… forcibly taken… you will… resurrect your foe."
With his remaining hand, Wormtail cut Harry's arm, and a thin trickle of blood escaped from his broken skin. Wormtail fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a vial. Once he had collected a few drops of Harry's blood, Wormtail staggered back to the cauldron and poured the blood into the water.
Wormtail held up his wand again and shouted[Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo
"Salagadoola mechicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Put 'em together and what have you got
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo.
Salagadoola mechicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
It'll do magic believe it or not
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo.
Salagadoola means mechicka booleroo
But it's the enemy's blood that does the job
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo.
Salagadoola mechicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Put 'em together and what have you got
Bibbidi-bobbidi bibbidi-bobbidi bibbidi-bobbidi-boo."
Wormtail collapsed, and the water turned a blinding white and sent sparks in all directions. Wormtail lay on the ground, sobbing and cradling his arm. Harry prayed that the creature had drowned.
Suddenly the sparks stopped, and a cloud of white steam billowed from the cauldron. Horrified, Harry saw the skeletally thin outline of a man, with the face and eyes of Lord Voldemort, rise from the cauldron. "Robe me," he said to Wormtail in his high, cold voice. Wormtail complied, and Voldemort stepped out of the cauldron and stared at Harry, who was revolted at his snake-like features and crimson eyes.
Voldemort looked at his surroundings and ignored Wormtail's uncontrolled sobbing. He pulled his wand out of his robe pocket and let out a cold, mirthless laugh. Wormtail looked up at him and pleaded, "My Lord… you promised… you did promise…"
"Hold out your arm," Voldemort said lazily.
"Oh Master… thank you, Master…"
He extended his bleeding wrist, and Voldemort laughed again.
"The other arm, Wormtail."
"Master, please… please…"
Voldemort grabbed Wormtail's left arm and rolled up the sleeve past the elbow. He pressed his index finger to the red tattoo of the Dark mark branded on Wormtail's skin, and Wormtail screamed as the mark turned black. The scar on Harry's forehead seared in pain, and a look of cruel satisfaction crossed Voldemort's face as he stood up.
"How many will be brave enough to return when they feel it?" he whispered to himself. "And how many will be foolish enough to stay away?"
Voldemort began to pace in front of Harry and Wormtail, and his red eyes scanned the graveyard. He turned to Harry and sang[Mob Song
"Now you stand
Harry Potter
On the remains of my father,
A Muggle and a fool, like your dear mother.
See that house?
On the hill?
My father lived there.
But my mom
Fell in love with that fool.
Too ashamed
And disgraced,
He hated magic so he left her,
And she died while giving birth to his son.
But I was bent
On revenge
And I vowed not to come home,
Till he was dead!
Good and dead!
I killed him!"
He continued to pace. "Listen to me, reliving family history…" he said quietly, "why, I am growing quite sentimental… But look, Harry! My true family returns…"
Suddenly, a mob of people dressed in black robes Apparated into the graveyard. They approached Voldemort cautiously, as though they could hardly believe their eyes, and all the while they chanted[The Mob Song
"Here we come,
Hood and mask,
We come at Voldemort's command
Terrified because his anger just increased.
Kiss his feet,
Cause we're doomed.
Here we come; we're eighteen strong.
He's going to kill us… I hope we're wrong.
Forgive us please!"
One by one, they dropped to their knees and kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes. They began to form a circle around him. They left gaps in the circle, but Voldemort did not seem to be expecting any others. After every member in the circle was in place, Voldemort held out his arms and sang[Belle
"Welcome all,
Thirteen years it's been.
Death Eaters,
I smell guilt in the air.
Here you are,
United under me-
Or am I misled?
I see you all healthy with powers intact,
Prompt appearances! And I ask-
Why didn't they come help me?
They must have thought me dead.
But how can they believe that?
Perhaps they thought there was a greater power.
Even though they knew of my might.
No eternal loyalty!
They plead innocence no doubt.
I am very disappointed at you right now."
Suddenly one of the death eaters flung himself forward. Trembling, he collapsed at Voldemort's feet.
"Master!" he shrieked. "Master, forgive me, forgive us all!"
The Death Eaters muttered in agreement, and Voldemort looked furious.
"What makes you think I should forgive you?" Voldemort snarled.
The Death Eaters went silent, and there was a long pause, until they sang[Friend like me
"Well, Cornelius Fudge had his Aurors,
Albus Dumbledore had his Order,
But Master you're in luck, cause here we are!
You've all of us, ne'er in disorder.
You got some devoted folks, with you now.
We are sorry that we didn't return.
We'll prove ourselves again, and you'll see how.
When you call again, no need for concern
Cause we'll say…
'Mister Voldemort, sir,
What will your orders be?'
We'll do as you command-
Aye, aye sir!
You ain't never had a friend like me
No, no, no.
Muggles you want to haunt?
Well you can count on me!
C'mon tell me what it is you want.
You ain't never had a friend like me!
Yes sir, we pride ourselves on service,
You're the boss,
The king, the chief.
Say what you wish
It's yours! You insist.
We'll do everything you command with lief.
We'll kill on your command.
We'll torture- don't you see?
We're in the mood to help you sir.
You ain't never had a friend like me.
Can most friends do this?
Can most friends do that?
Can most friends make those damned fool Muggles go splat?
Can most friends go, poof?
Well, looky here
Can most friends go, Avada Kedavra- Die Muggles!
And then make the suckers disappear?
So don't just sit there looking very ticked,
We'll do the work, so sit back in your chair.
Yes Master, you have been sorely missed.
You got Death Eaters to solve the affairs.
We've got a powerful urge to help you out,
So whatcha wish? We really wanna know.
You got a list that's five miles long, no doubt.
We'll do what you say, we're really not slow- and oh-
Mister Voldemort, sir, have a wish or two or three.
We're on the job, promptly and suave.
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend,
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend,
You ain't never had a friend like me.
You ain't never had a friend like me, hah!"
Voldemort growled in rage. He pointed his wand at the Death Eater at his feet and bellowed "Crucio!" The Death Eater writhed and shrieked, and Harry hoped that someone in the surrounding houses would hear.
Voldemort raised his wand, and the tortured Death Eater lay flat on the ground, gasping.
"Get up Avery," Voldemort commanded. "You want forgiveness? I do not forgive or forget. Thirteen long years… I want thirteen years' repayment before I forgive you. Wormtail here has paid some of his debt already, have you not, Wormtail?"
He looked down at Wormtail, who continued to sob.
"You returned to me," said Voldemort, "not out of loyalty, but out of fear of your old friends. You deserve this pain, Wormtail. You know that, don't you?"
"Yes, Master," moaned Wormtail, "please, Master… please…"
"Yet you helped me return to me body," said Voldemort, "and Lord Voldemort rewards his helpers."
He waved his wand in the air, and an aqueous silver substance hung in the wand's wake. It hovered in the air and formed a hand, which clamped down on Wormtail's wrist.
Wormtail's sobs immediately stopped, and he stared at his new silver hand in disbelief. "My Lord," he whispered, "it's beautiful. Thank you… thank you…" He scrambled forward and kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes.
"May your loyalty never waver again, Wormtail," Voldemort warned.
"No, My Lord… never, My Lord..." Wormtail stammered as he took his place in the circle.
Voldemort then moved to each Death Eater in the circle. He passed some of them in silence, and addressed a few. He finally arrived at a gap large enough for two people, and stared at it as if he could see people there.
"The Lestranges should stand here," he said. "But they are entombed in Azkaban. They were faithful. They went to Azkaban rather than renounce me… When Azkaban is broken open, the Lestranges will be honored beyond their dreams. The Dementors will join us… they are our natural allies… we will recall the banished giants… I shall have all my devoted servants returned to me, and an army of creatures whom all fear…"
The Death Eaters erupted in agreement and excitement. "You can do anything, Master!" a few said.
"You'll be invincible, Master!" others cried.
Voldemort looked very pleased as everyone sang[Gaston
"No one's slick like Master.
No ones quick like Master.
No one's killing curse is effective like Master's.
For there's no one around half as mighty
Perfect, a pure paragon.
You can ask any with sagacity,
And they'll tell you whose side they prefer to be on."
No one's been like Master
Powerful like Master
No one's got control of Inferi like Master
As a specimen, yes, he's intimidating
My what a wizard, Master!
Give five "hurrahs!"
Give twelve "hip-hips!"
Master is the best
And the rest are all drips!
No one fights like Master
Kills Aurors like Master
In a duel nobody overwhelms like Master
For there's no one as creepy and mighty
To challenge him no wizard would dare
Not a bit of his spells perform weakly
That's right!
And every fool opponent dead is declared.
No one's boss like Master
Matches wits like Master
In Horcruxes nobody matches our Master
He's especially good with snakes and Parseltongue
Ten points for Master!"
Voldemort smiled cruelly and added,
"When I was a lad I studied nine hours
Every morning to help me get smart.
And now that I'm grown I make more Horcruxes
So I'm nearly invincible, yes!"
The Death Eaters cheered and continued,
"No one plots like Master
Makes bold moves like Master
Plans to break into Azkaban like our Master
He's going to make the Dementors join with him.
Say it again…
Who's evil among bad?
And then say it once more
Who's the Dark Lord next door?
Who's a super success?
Don't you know? Can't you guess?
Just ask his fans and his followers
There's just one wizard around who's got it all down
And his name's Vol-de-mort-!"
Harry could tell that Voldemort was feeling better as he addressed the remaining Death Eaters. When he was finished, Lucius Malfoy stepped forward.
"Master," said Malfoy, "we crave to know… we beg you to tell us…how you have achieved this… this miracle… how you managed to return to us…"
"Ah, what a story it is, Lucius," said Voldemort. "And it begins- and ends- with my young friend here." He turned to Harry and smiled cruelly. [Something There
"The boy who lived,
Called my downfall
I tried to kill him but could not touch him at all,
She died for him
His mother for sure
Old magic! Why didn't I see it there before?
I was a fool
To not have seen
And the curse that was to kill him bounced back at me
Pain beyond pain!
Ripped from my corps
There was a mark on him that wasn't there before.
New and a bit alarming
Who'd have ever thought that this could be
True that I was not dying?
Something I did worked in my quest for immortality.
Well, who'd have thought?
Eventually,
That sacrifice
Would be in me?
Thanks to Potter's blood, that mark is inside of me.
I can touch him now. Look and see!
Just look and see!
A drop of blood
I have the old magic that wasn't there before.
It doesn't matter that I miscalculated before.
We have the old magic that wasn't there before."
Voldemort put his index finger very close to Harry's cheek. "I can touch him now," Voldemort announced to his Death Eaters just before he touched Harry's face. Harry let out a muffled scream as his scar burned intensely, and Voldemort laughed softly in his ear.
Voldemort removed his finger and addressed the Death Eaters once more. "I was ripped from my body," he said. "I was alive, but I was powerless and the weakest creature alive. I had no body, and every spell that could have helped me required a wand. So, I remained in that miserable state while waiting for one of my Death Eaters to come and help me." He glared at the Death Eaters and continued; "I knew that the Aurors were still looking for me, so I remained in hiding in a faraway forest." He took a breath and sang[Arabian Nights
"Oh I went to a land, to a faraway place
Where not even the rats dare roam.
Where's it's dark and immense
And the heat is intense
It was barbaric but t'was home.
Sleeplessly, endlessly,
I struggled to exist,
I forced myself to stay alive.
Come on down
Stop on by
You shouldn't have been shy,
I needed your help to be revived.
Albanian nights
Like Albanian days
More often than not
Were hotter than hot
And it kept folks away.
Albanian nights
'Neath an Albanian moon
A fool off his guard
Could get lost; it's not hard
And be my victim soon."
"The only power I had was the power to possess the bodies of others," said Voldemort. "However, I could not risk mingling with humans. So I waited for one someone, preferably one of my Death Eaters, to come and find me." He paused and sang again[Part of your World
"I wanted to be where the people were
Wanted to be
In one of their bodies.
Being able to use
(whad'ya call 'em) oh- wands.
Floatin' around you don't get too far
Hands are required for wands, using spells,
Making and using a
(What's that word again?) potion.
Out there they walk,
Out there they run,
Out there they can use spells such as Stun,
Wanderin' free.
Wished I could be
Part of that world.
What would I give,
If I could live
Outta that poor state?
What would I pay
To spend the day
Whole and alive?
Betcha I'd thrive
If I only
Had a wand to resurrect myself.
Possessin' snakes,
I'll do what it takes
To stay alive.
I'm ready to know what the people know,
Ask 'em my questions
And get some answers.
Where's Harry Potter and why did he
(What's the word?) Win?
I was alone.
Waiting each day
Hoping my slaves didn't go astray.
Getting angry,
I wished I could be
Part of that world."
"And then," Voldemort continued, "hope of returning to power was renewed when a young, gullible wizard wandered my way." He smiled and began to sing[Poor Unfortunate Souls
"After countless days of possessing animals,
A wizard came wandering across my path.
And the means of my return
Now seemed very assured.
I rejoiced and his body did snatch.
True? Yes.
And I fortunately know tricks to persuasion,
It's a talent that I always have possessed.
And when this man came to me,
He caved easily you see,
He was foolish, gullible, and depressed.
Pathetic.
I was a poor unfortunate soul
In pain
In need.
So I quickly took his body
And went back with him to school
And did he help me?
Yes, indeed.
That poor unfortunate soul
So sad
So true.
I could supervise him closely
While he carried out my will.
And I used him?
Yes, I did.
But I failed in my plan
I was thwarted once again
The Sorcerer's Stone was taken by Harry Potter.
With my immortal life gone,
I left the body of my pawn.
I was again a poor unfortunate soul."
Voldemort sighed heavily, as if remembering the experience was painful. "After waiting for my chance to return for so long," he said, "my chance had come and gone. The wizard died when I left his body, and I was as weak as I had ever been. I returned to my hiding place, and I will admit that I feared I would never regain my powers. I could not hope that another wizard would wander my way. It was indeed my darkest hour. I had abandoned hope that any of my Death Eaters cared what had become of me. His expression darkened as he sang[Be Our Guest
"Life is so unnerving
For a killer who's not killing.
He's not whole without a soul to prey upon.
Ah, those good old days when I was famous.
Suddenly those good old days were gone.
Thirteen years I was waiting,
With no body, I was rusting,
Needing exercise, a chance to use my skills!
Most days I just lay around the forest.
Waiting and dismaying
Wormtail came in and oops-a-daisy!"
Voldemort smiled and said, "A year ago, a servant finally returned to me. Wormtail, having learned of my presence in the Albanian forest from the native rats, found me. He brought with him a witch from the Ministry of Magic. This witch proved to be a veritable mine of information, and she was able to answer all of my questions." He began to sing[I Wonder
"I wondered, I wondered,
I wondered where my
Death Eaters had gone to
And where he, the boy who lived
May be found without protection.
I wondered, I wondered,
She told me everything,
And even extra things.
She was useful to me,
Crucial to my return was she."
"She told me that the Triwizard Tournament would be held at Hogwarts this year," said Voldemort. "She also told me of a loyal servant who would be more than willing to help me if I could contact him. She proved very useful, but the methods I had used to break her Memory Charm left her mind and body damaged beyond repair. I could not possess her, so I disposed of her. [Bells of Notre Dame
"Wormtail's body I could not possess,
But I concocted a plot.
With an able-bodied servant I was blessed
And I concocted a plot.
With my instructions and spells of my own,
With Wormtail's help I had been brought
To a near-human form with the strength
To travel and use…
Finally use a wand.
Dark was the night when my journey was begun
Back to my former power.
Dumbledore had destroyed the Sorcerer's stone
So I set my sights lower.
I could settle for mortal life again.
It required three key ingredients
And two were already at hand
And the third I wanted most was
The blood of Harry Potter.
For his blood I longed
I could settle
For no other.
But how could I reach him
Ev'rywhere
Was a protector.
Yet here was the Triwizard Tournament
Albus could not help him then,
If he was entered, and with some adjument
He could be led to me again.
With my servant's help, the boy won and touched
The cup first, which was a Portkey
Which brought him to my domain.
Brought him into my waiting arms
My 'downfall' has now aided me.
And now I present to you
The boy who survived me
It was foolish to think that
He was stronger than me.
I shall prove once and for all-
No one will question me-
Potter is not my downfall.
I will make the world see
Him plead for mercy.
He is weak with no mother to die for him
And no Dumbledore to help
And at last I will tear him limb from limb."
The Death Eaters broke into song and cried,
"We want to see, see, see, see
see, see, see, see
See you two duel."
"Wormtail," Voldemort commanded, "untie him and bring him back his wand."
Wormtail complied, and Harry nearly collapsed when the ropes were untied. The Death Eaters formed a tighter circle around he and Voldemort, so that the gaps where the missing Death Eaters should have been were filled. Wormtail thrust Harry's wand into his hand and took his place in the circle.
"You have been taught how to duel, have you not, Harry Potter?" Voldemort asked.
Harry's memory traveled back to what seemed like long ago, to the dueling club. He had only learned the Disarming spell, which would not help him in a duel against a wizard as powerful as Lord Voldemort. Harry realized just how unprotected he was. He wouldn't last for long against the un-blockable killing curse.
"Come," said Voldemort, "we will duel, to see which is the greater wizard." He smiled evilly and began to sing[Be Our Guest
"Duel with me
Be my guest,
Put your powers to the test
You just stand there looking courageous
And I will do the rest.
Crucio!
Killing Curse,
Why, it can't get any worse!
Death may be quick and even painless.
Don't believe me? Ask those I've redressed!
I can do this
And do that
After all, boy, I'm all-that,
And as you well know, I'm never second best.
Go on, and draw your wand now
Be prepared, and then bow
Duel with me
Oui, with me,
Duel with me.
Imperio,
Crucio,
I can do all sorts of spells.
I'll torture and kill with flair
And then to you, I'll say farewell.
You're alone
And you're scared
But your grave is all prepared.
No one's gloomy or complaining,
While they watch you, it's entertaining!
You act the fool,
I do tricks,
With my fellows oh-so-sick."
The Death Eaters broke out to song as well and sang,
"And no one's in a haste
So take your time.
Come on and lift your wand,
Onto the world beyond!
Duel with him."
Voldemort continued his song and sang,
"Now's the test
We'll see which one is the best.
Duel with me
Duel with me
Duel with me."
"We bow to each other," said Voldemort. He bowed slightly, but kept his eyes locked on Harry. "Come," he continued, "the proper protocol must be observed. Dumbledore wouldn't want you to forget your manners. Bow to death!"
The Death Eaters laughed, but Harry refused to obey. He was not going to let Voldemort play with him.
"I said bow," Voldemort barked, raising his wand. Harry felt himself lurch forward into a bowing position. The Death Eaters laughed harder than ever, and Voldemort smiled cruelly.
Voldemort raised his wand again and released Harry. "Very good," Voldemort replied, "and now you face me, straight-back and proud. And now, we duel."
Before Harry could do anything, he was immediately hit with the Cruciatus curse. It was pain beyond any pain that he had ever experienced, and he screamed louder than he had ever screamed before. As suddenly as it had come, the pain vanished.
"That hurt, didn't it Harry?" Voldemort asked with a look of sadistic glee on his face. The Death Eaters laughed again. "You don't want me to do that again, do you?"
Harry didn't answer. He wasn't going to play along. He wasn't going to beg.
"Answer me!" Voldemort bellowed. "Imperio!"
For the second time of his life, Harry felt the sensation that his mind had been wiped clean. The thoughtless, dreamless state was blissful. In a distant part of his mind, he heard a voice sing[Be Prepared
"I can see that your mind has been wiped clean,
Potter, you are so vulnerable now.
And now that you're mine, I say, be keen!
You will do what I say, won't thou?
It's clear from your vacant expression,
The lights are not all on up there.
Now you'll obey me without question,
Even though you will act unaware.
So prepare to obey my every whim,
Yes, there is nothing that you can do,
So sit back and relax,
You'll still do all the acts.
Just listen to teacher,
I know it sounds sordid,
But you'll be rewarded,
I may make all haste in killing you.
I am in control of you, and so,
Just say no!"
Harry heard himself bellow the words "I WON'T!" He returned to reality, and the aches of the Cruciatus curse returned to him.
"You won't?" Voldemort asked quietly. The Death Eaters were no longer laughing. "I see that I need to teach you obedience before you die," Voldemort continued. "How about another dose of pain?"
He raised his wand, but Harry was ready. He leapt behind Voldemort's father's headstone, and he heard it crack as the curse missed him.
Voldemort chuckled softly and sang[A Whole New World
"Don't you dare hide from me,
Frightened, cowardly, disgraced.
Potter, to me show your face,
Death will be quick I assure.
I can close your eyes,
Deliver you from this place,
Prepare your last thoughts and brace
Yourself, for you'll die for sure.
Don't hide from me!
You're making a fool of yourself.
Go on and beg for death
With your last breath,
It would give me much pleasure."
Voldemort turned to his Death Eaters and continued[Kiss the Girl
"There you see him,
He thinks this is hide-and-seek.
So he really was this weak,
I expected more from him.
Harry, I know why
That you're dying to die
You wanna come on out.
Yes, you want it,
Just to die, you know you do,
And I want you to die too,
You have no chance so submit.
It just takes two words
Just two little words
Go on and come on out."
The Death Eaters laughed again and sang,
"Sha la la la la la
My oh my,
Look like the boy too shy
Ain't gonna come on out.
Sha la la la la la
Ain't it sad?
Gonna die in shame,
Too bad, he gonna die anyway."
Voldemort continued,
"Now's the moment
You want to die, you know you do.
Boy you'd better do it soon
No time will be better
It just takes to words
Only two little words
Go on and come one out."
The Death Eaters joined Voldemort in singing,
"Sha la la la la la
Don't be scared
You are more than prepared
Go on and come on out.
Sha la la la la la
Come out now
Don't try to hide now
You want to come on out.
Sha la la la la la
Come along,
And listen to the song
The song say come on out.
Sha la la la la la
The music play
Do what the music say
You got to come on out.
You got to come on out.
You wanna come on out.
You got to come on out.
Go on and come on out!"
"Come out, Harry," Voldemort taunted, "come out and play… then, it will be quick, maybe even painless. I wouldn't know; I have never died."
Harry knew the end had come. He heard Voldemort approaching, and decided that he was not going to die crouching like a child. He was not going to die kneeling at Voldemort's feet. He was going to die upright and trying to defend himself, like his father.
Harry threw himself around the headstone and thrust his wand out in front of him. As Harry shouted "Expelliarmus!" Voldemort cried "Avada Kedavra!"
The two spells met in midair between them, and their wands began to vibrate. A beam of gold light connected the two wands, and they were both lifted off the ground. A thousand more golden beams surrounded them in a net of light. They floated away from the Death Eaters and came to rest in a place that was free of graves. The Death Eaters were shouting and asking Voldemort for instructions.
"Do nothing unless I command you!" Voldemort shrieked to his Death Eaters. He was clearly astonished at what was happening. He fought to break the connection between their wands, but Harry held on tighter, so that the gold thread remained unbroken.
As they struggled, the Death Eaters quietly sang[Beauty and the Beast
"What occurs this time?
Why, how can this be?
Sure he'd win we were,
Then something occurred
Unexpectedly.
An enormous change
Big to say the least.
Both a little scared,
Neither one prepared,
Harry v. Voldy.
They're still just the same,
Ever a surprise.
Different than before?
And we are not sure.
Each other they despise.
What occurs this time?
Fight as old as song.
These two are quite strange.
They have been estranged.
Our Master was wrong
'Bout the boy again.
What happens we'll see.
What will happen now?
We'll help Him we vow.
Harry v. Voldy.
It's a tale as old as time,
Fight as old as rhyme,
Harry v. Voldy."
Then, Harry heard a phoenix song echoing inside the gold dome. It told him not to break the connection. Beads of light slid up and down the thread connecting the wands, and Harry's wand vibrated more powerfully than ever. The beads slid toward Harry, and his wand grew hot. He concentrated and sent the beads back toward Voldemort. Voldemort's wand vibrated more intensely, and he looked almost fearful.
Voldemort's wand began echoing screams of pain, and Voldemort's eyes widened with shock as a smoky hand flew out of the tip and vanished. Then, to Harry's amazement, what looked like the ghosts of people emerged one by one from Voldemort's wand. First Cedric, then Frank Bryce, then Bertha Jorkins, then his mother, and then his father. They smiled and surrounded him, and began to sing[Circle of Life
"From the day we departed the planet
And blinking, stepped into the light,
There was more to see than could ever be seen
So much wonder, it filled us with fright.
There's far too much at stake in here,
For you to break that connection now.
It's not your time to die,
So don't you say goodbye,
Keep holding on, through this endless round.
It's the circle of spells,
And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through faith and love.
Don't you give up now.
Priori Incantatem.
It's the circle,
The circle of spells."
"When the connection is broken," Harry's father said to him, "we will linger for a few moments and give you time to escape. You must get the Portkey and return to Hogwarts. Do you understand, Harry?"
Harry nodded.
"Take my body back to my parents, will you?" Cedric asked.
"I will," Harry replied.
"Do it now!" Harry's father commanded.
Harry thrust his wand upward and broke the thread connecting his wand to Voldemort's. The golden net and the phoenix song vanished, but the shadowy figures remained. They closed in on Voldemort and shielded Harry from his gaze.
Harry ran for his life and dodged the stunning spells directed at him.
"Stand aside!" Voldemort shrieked. "I will kill him! He is mine!"
Harry grabbed Cedric's wrist as Voldemort approached. He pointed his wand at the Triwizard cup and yelled "Accio!" The cup flew into his hands, and when he caught it, Voldemort's scream of fury the scene around him dissolved. He was going back to Hogwarts.