The lights are out in the Great Hall and a slow beat of a drum echoes throughout the room. A spotlight flashes on, highliting a figure covered in blood...as well a t-shirt covered in tropical flowers. "I am the coolest Slyherin aliivvvee," the figure shouts with odd enthusiasm and an even odder accent. He let out a mad chuckle. "Or DEAD, rather." The drumbeat grows faster and the figure lets out a mad yowl.

Aieeeeeee! Oh!
I say ay oh
Potter come and
I want him go home

Salazar valued
Purebloods only
(Potter come and
I want him go home)

I don't want an Oscar
Or even a Tony
(Potter come and
I want him go home)

I just want to rid
Myself of that kid
He scares life from me
And I'm already dead!

Aieeeeeee! Oh!
I say ay oh
Potter come and
I want him go home

They call me the
Bloody Baron
(Potter come and
I want him go home)

I want that kid
Out of of my hair and
(Potter come and
I want him go home)

I may not talk much
But this case is such
That I much speak
To rid his touch

Aieeeeeee! Oh!
I say ay oh
Potter come and
I want him go home

~
And, solemnly, the baron cleared his throat and sulked back to the Slytherin Common Room