Hey people! Mysterious Victoria here!
Merry Christmas! Here is my present to you! A little late, but I got it.
Like I've said, it takes place on the Marauders's time,
but it goes to my new fic that is still in-progress. Hope to have that up soon as well.
It's the Gryffindor 7th years Christmas party, basically.
I can't forget my reviewers on my previous oneshot… but I must clarify one thing:
I'm not telling anyone who Harry chose!!!!
2ajesusl31907: Nope can't tell anyone.
jarno007: It was very hard to decide so I did choose someone, but I switched back and forth between the other candidates.
actress19: I can see where you'd think that totally, but if I was to give it a twist, it wouldn't be a major one.
pookiebear226: Who does like cliffs?
Meredith Summer: I've got that a lot. I didn't like it either, but I think it was the only way to end it.
Kayla Sparrow: Yeah I know, that video on YouTube is hysterical! I'm not telling though who he chose.
Twilight006: I totally agree. They're very evil to most stories…
Hope you enjoy, "The Marauders's Princesses on Parade"
A/N: I do not own the lyrics to the song, but I do own the changes I've made.
"Hey Prongs! Get the music going; it's almost midnight!" Sirius reminded.
"Oh yeah! Thanks for reminding me Padfoot!" James thanked.
"This is going to be hilarious." Sirius replied with a smirk.
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"This is going to be so embarrassing." Lily said placing her drink down on a table.
"Tell me about it," Emma replied. The girls all laughed as the music started playing. All the girls were on one side of the room while the boys were on the other; the girls were dressed to their best even though the occasion was very casual. They were all dressed in jean, both boys and girls. The girls' shirts were either spaghetti strapped or they were halter tops. For instance, Lily and Emma were wearing spaghetti strapped shirts: Lily's was pink, Emma's was a sparkly blue. The boys had regular T-shirts or wife-beaters underneath their button-up collared, polo shirts. The boys started in singing:
"Beauty and glamour and breeding unmatched." James sang pointing an arm to the girls.
"Princesses on parade!" the other boys resounded.
"Lovely, enthralling and all unattached." Sirius sang smirking.
"The hoi polloi and those well-bred agree," Peter sang.
"Each enjoy a royal pedigree." Sirius sang clasping his hands together.
"Born for success," the boys again resounded.
"Each possesses a spark," Logan Bell sang snapping his finger. The boys nodded in agreement.
"Each a remarkable maid." Remus sang showing an arm to all the girls.
"Boy oh boy these royal highnesses," James sang.
"All have pluses, they've no minuses!" Tom Vane sang.
"Gaze upon," Phil Spinnet sang.
"These princesses on parade!" the boys resounded even louder. As the boys were singing, one by one, the girls posed in their own position.
"Lucy comes from Culturist, where corn and cotton grows. She plays croquet and harpsichord and sews her own clothes." Lucy came up and posed for the boys; she was wearing a red shirt she made herself (magically).
"Emma isn't known to take the path of least resistance. She hails from southeast London and came the farthest distance." Emma walked up, did a cartwheel and landed into a split and was helped up by Sirius, who had been eyeing her the whole night. She smiled in gratitude.
"Alice lives to help the world. She finds no task too menial." Alice came up, posed and smiled at her boyfriend, Frank. "And all the other hopeful girls think she's the most congenial." She blew him a kiss and walked off; Frank started smiling sheepishly.
"Lily is from Stuttgart, where swords and armor's made." Lily came up, posed, and walked off, smiling at James.
"Cause she's mine!" James yelled. The boys laughed. Emma and Lily shook their heads, knowing that was the typical James.
"This is the likely occasion, when the heirs to the throne pick a wife." the boys sang glancing at each other, but then they eyed the girls.
"This may be the day when these princes will say," the girls sang glancing around at each other.
"Where have you been all my life?" Peter sang exceeding loudly and quite on tune. All were quite impressed. The Marauders mouths had dropped at his somewhat burst of talent.
"Ooooh," the girls sang. "Brilliant, beguiling, the smiling brigade,"
"Princesses on parade!"
"Each the pride of her community, each a golden opportunity," the boys sang. As they sang they walked towards the girls, making them back up to the walls.
"Oh yeah?" Emma challenged putting her hands on her hips.
"Just the thought that crown these princes, face their choice and they're hysterical," the girls sang. As they sang, they walked towards the boys, making them back up to the walls.
"Gaze upon, heap praise upon," the boys sang.
"These radiant," Jack McLaggen sang.
"Glamorous," Sirius sang.
"Luminous," Remus sang.
"Dazzling," James sang.
"Princesses on Parade!" Since it was Sirius's birthday, he got to pick a girl to kiss. With a flick of his wand, Emma was blindfolded. Sirius walked up to her, dipped her and kissed her. The whole room burst into applause and yelling.
THE END!
