Author's Notes/Disclaimers
Hello all, the Fool here. There is indeed a prologue below this, so please don't report me because I'm posting author's notes (they're needed). Be kind. Thanks.
I do hope you have already assumed the following statements, but in the case that you haven't, and because I'm obliged to, here you are (they apply throughout this fic):
Disclaimers:
1) I do own Harry Potter. Yes indeed I do. All of the books stand on my shelf in hardback form and on CD. Really now, in all seriousness, I did not create any of the people, places, or events that appear in JK Rowling's series. I just play with them. I'm not making any money off of this, so BACK you bloodthirsty lawyers, BACK I SAY!!!
2) I also do not own any of the songs performed by the aforementioned. I just enjoy singing them.
Author's Notes:
Yes indeed this is meant to be funny. And sappy. Sometimes even corny or flat-out cheesy, so brace yourselves, kids! They also jump around a lot; in no way is the majority of this fic continuous. There are a couple that relate to each other, but the rest is random.
I'm here to educate. Heh. I wanted to honor real music (!), instead of today's "canned music"…er…pop music. I mean no hurtful offense to people who really do like them *cough cough* but you may come across some ridicule of today's pop princes and princesses. I'm allowed to have some fun, aren't I? *grin*
Lastly, I would greatly appreciate it if, after reading/inhaling/enjoying/disliking the following chapters, you would be so kind as to press that inviting button at the bottom of your screen. This allows you to leave me a short message, giving me any comments/questions/marriage proposals/constructive criticism/death threats that you wish to.
I see the sun going down and the eyes in my head see the world spinning round…
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Prologue
Amidst the quiet murmur of confused voices, the Fool assumed her position on her hill. After squealing and hopping around quite like a hot coal walker gone wrong and flapping her arms madly to remove the ants that had found their way up her pant leg, she cleared her throat significantly. "Hem hem," she began with a sinister grin, as all the faces present developed expressions of utter horror. Letting out a short laugh, she continued. "I'm only joking. Welcome to Professor Fool's impromptu music lesson. I do hope this will give you all some incentive…" After this introduction, the Fool began to sing and dance in the fashion of a demented chimpanzee.
Let's all get up and dance to a song
That was a hit before your Mother was born
Though she was born a long long time ago
Your Mother should know – your Mother should know
Sing it again
Let's all get up and dance to a song
That was a hit before your Mother was born
Though she was born a long long time ago
Your Mother should know – your Mother should know
Lift up your hearts and sing me a song
That was a hit before your Mother was born
Though she was born a long long time ago
Your Mother should know – your Mother should know
Your Mother should know – your Mother should know
Sing it again
Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da
Though she was born a long long time ago
Your Mother should know – your Mother should know
Your Mother should know – your Mother should know
Your Mother should know – your Mother should know
After taking a bow for the smattering of applause by those who were bored or silly enough to attend, the Fool once again addressed the group. "So, without further ado, I bid you take heed of these words, my young Hogwarts friends. Comprehend and make use of them. Do tell all of your companions as well. Well, go on. Class dismissed!"
And the students did just that, frantically brushing off the few angry fire ants that had crept up their bodies.
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Disclaimer (just one more): The song performed by the Fool, "Your Mother Should Know," was written by John Lennon and Paul McCartney. Thus, it's not mine.