A/N: I've decided to skip the "Town Meeting song" and go directly for "Jack's Obbsession". So this chapter might be a bit boring, but bear with me.
P.S. To those who enjoy my other story "Beauty And The Heylin" (*Ducks rotten tomatoes), I have not forgotten about you. The next chapter will be up shortly.
(To the tune of "Jack's Obbsession")
House Ghosts:
Something's wrong with Harry, Something's wrong with Harry
don't know if there is ever going to be a end to our worries
Firenze:
what is he doing in there, locked away inside
Crabb & Goyle:
Been long since he said a word
Draco:
a galleon says he's died
Everyone:
Something's wrong with Harry, Something's wrong with Harry
Harry:
So many things are buzing in my skull
and will they ever let me be, i can not tell
far too many things i can never grasp
just when i think i've finally got it at last
through my clumsy fingers, it does slip
no matter how much i tighten my grip
something is wrong, bad thing's are getting (A/N: Turning into Yoda, Harry is.)
but the one thing i need i keep forgeting
from a memory long since past
it was here for a second, now it's gone in a flash
what does it all mean, what does it all mean?
somewhere in all these brick-a-brack
secrets are waiting to be cracked
the many things i've learned confuse me so
but i know soon i will need them though
simple spell books, nothing more
and now i sense a looming door
though i can not find the key
there is something i need, but i can not see
what does it all mean, what does it all mean?
what does it all mean, hmm?
i've gone through all these books so many times
i know the reason and yet, i've lost the ryhme
i know the incantations, all by heart
and now my skull is so full, i'm being torn apart
they all think i know them all now, but something's wrong
so hard to put a single finger on
or maybe, it's not as deep as i have been lead to think
could it be that i'm trying much to hard
of course, i really should have seen
the answer is right in front of me, right in front of me!
it's simple really, and now it is clear
sort of like music drifting in the air
invisible, yet everywhere
just because it took me long to see it, dose'nt mean i can't believe it
maybe this defeating Voldemort thing is not as tricky as it seems
and why should the others have all the fun, it should belong to just one man
not just one man infact, but me!
why i could really change things
and there is no reason i can find, for me not to take charge this time
i bet i could improve them too, and that is just what i will do!
hahahahahahahahahaha!
A/N: And there you have it, the latest song fic from the lazy fangirl where Psycho!Harry makes his first appearence. I would write more, but i am in a rush right now.