A/N: Vaguely to the tune of 'Hey Mickey'. Disclaimer: Theirs.
Purely just for light entertainment purposes. Although not even remotely funny. Possibly a sequel if there are enough good reviews. I know I have completely taken the characters out of context, but this is NOT, repeat NOT to be taken remotely seriously!!! To be sung in a very high-pitched squeaky voice. Or… not. Just… don't be offended if your name is Voldie…
Hey Voldie, you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind
Hey Voldie
Hey Voldie!
You're not moldy!
Hey Voldie
It's you who rocks
Killing Muggles
By their socks
Hey Voldie!
Hey Voldie!
At school
You ruled
Opening chambers every night
Making all these snakes
Didn't half give Harry a fright
Hey Voldie!
Hey Voldie!
Talking to Salz
Whom we thought was dead!
Hey Voldie
You're not moldy!
Even though you're oldy!
Hey Voldie!!
You're not as cute as Snapie
Or even Harry too
But when I look at you
I know I love you.
Hey Voldie!
You're not moldy!
And even though I'm married
You still own my heart
Hey Voldie!
Hey Vold-
A certain boy entered the room. With a sneer, he glanced over his father's busy hand, writing what he was sure was a love poem to his beautiful wife.
'Erm… Father, hate to disturb you while you are obviously so… involved with your little poem…. But…erm… 'Voldie' is back… so shall I just send whatever you are writing to him?' The boy asked, expecting a clip around the ear, or worse.
Worse it was. With a dreamy smile, the man handed the note to his son, looking like all his dreams had finally come true.
'Yes son, you might as well. It is time I came out of that particular closet… Heaven knows I have been in it for long enough.'
The innocent, sweet little boy (well, almost…) made a sort of whimpering noise and fled. He came back into the room briefly.
'Father…'
'Yes son?' the father asked sweetly.
'Never mind'. Draco said. Sometimes there were some things better left unsaid.
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