A/N: The continuation of the great song competition. I have to thank Becca Black. She was kind enough to help out as wardrobe consultant for this chapter. Therefore, she is hired forever. I came up with the basic ideas, but she took them to another level. Thank you so much, Becca! Oh, if you haven't already, go read her story What Wood You Do? It's a Katie/Oliver fic and it's pure fluff. One of my favorites! This is going to be a bit longer of an announcement than normal, based on a review I received. This is MY story. No offense to any of you, but I'm really writing this for myself. The characters follow my bidding. I love reviews, you know I do. I admire the reader who will leave a constructively critical review. Those really help me. But what I don't admire is the fact that someone will call me a terrible writer just because the plot didn't go the way they wanted. Don't like it? Read something else, or write your own fic. I don't need reviews like that. This chapter took longer to post than normal strictly because that review made me not want to post myself on here any more. For all of you who have stories up, you know what I mean. Posting a chapter is like posting a piece of yourself up for everyone to see. Furthermore, it's just plain cowardly to leave that sort of review and not give the author a chance to defend themselves. And because I had no way to reach the reviewer, I'm making everyone suffer through this. My apology. I just had to get it out, and let everyone know what that meant to me. On the flip side, other reviews can make me smile, no matter what is going on in my life. There have been days when I have come downstairs to my computer, sobbing. I'll open my e-mail and see a new review, and it calms me down like nothing else could. So thank you. And enjoy the story. By the way, my Summer break has begun, and therefore I'll have more time to write. Enjoy the chapter. Angie

"Next up are Sirius Black and Remus Lupin singing Billy Joel's You May Be Right." Dumbledore announced. Sirius and Remus had disappeared momentarily. Hermione raised an eyebrow. She didn't know the song, but she had a feeling that this was about to get good. Amy grinned at her.

"You're going to love this, 'Mione." Before Hermione could respond, she felt her breath catch in her chest. The guys had just walked out on stage. To her surprise, and definite liking, they had changed outfits. Remus was dressed in tight jeans and a white t-shirt. Sirius was also in tight jeans, but his t-shirt was black. And tight. Every girl in the room was staring wide-eyed at the two men. After a quick smirk from Sirius, they began.

Remus: Friday night I crashed your party, Saturday I said I'm sorry, Sunday came and trashed me out again, I was only having fun, Wasn't hurting anyone, And we all enjoyed the weekend for a change.

Sirius: I was stranded in the combat zone, I walked through Bedford Sty alone, Even rode my motorcycle in the rain. And you told me not to drive, But I made it home alive, And you say that only proves that I'm insane.

Both: You may be right, I may be crazy. Oh, but it just might be a lunatic you're looking for. Turn out the light, Don't try to save me, You may be wrong for all I know, But you may be right.

Remus: Well remember how I found you there, Alone in your electric chair, I told you dirty jokes until you smiled,

Sirius: You were lonely for a man, I said take me as I am, Cause you might enjoy some madness for a while,

Remus: Now think of all the years you've tried to, Find someone to satisfy you, I might be as crazy as you say,

Sirius: If I'm crazy then it's true, That it's all because of you, And you wouldn't want me any other way,

Both: You may be right, I may be crazy. Oh, but it just might be a lunatic you're looking for. Turn out the light, Don't try to save me, You may be wrong for all I know, But you may be right. You may be right, I may be crazy. Oh, but it just might be a lunatic you're looking for. Turn out the light, Don't try to save me, You may be wrong for all I know, But you may be right. You may be wrong but you may be right, You may be wrong but you may be right, You may be wrong but you may be right, You may be wrong but you may be right.

The catcalls resounded throughout the hall. Hermione got suddenly possessive of Sirius. Next to her, Amy laughed.

"Last time I saw those two perform that song, a certain chandelier crashed to the ground from screams." Amy confided. Hermione laughed.

"Did they look that good then?" She asked. Amy shook her head.

"Not even close. Some things get better with age, and I'd have to say that those two fall under that category. Don't get too jealous, Hermione. Sirius is yours." Amy hugged her quickly.

"Do you really think so?" Hermione asked nervously. Amy nodded.

"I'm one of his oldest friends. I know so." Amy reassured her. Hermione smiled. Sirius took his seat by them again. He hadn't changed back yet.

"What'd you think?" He asked.

"Better last time." Amy teased.

"Yeah right. I saw you drooling over Remus." Sirius argued.

"I was, I was. But you were better last time." Amy admitted. Sirius scowled.

"You're not nice. Why am I friends with you?" Sirius demanded. Amy laughed.

"The question should be why I'm friends with you, Siri." Amy reminded him. Sirius grinned.

"Well now, we all know the answer to that." Sirius leaned back in his chair.

"We do?" Amy looked at him quizzically.

"It's because I'm irresistible." Sirius smiled easily. Amy burst out laughing.

"If you say so." Amy gasped.

"I think it's more to get time with Remus." Hermione added. Sirius glared at her.

"Hey now, that's not nice to tell me my best friend is only around me to spend time with my other best friend..." Sirius pouted.

"And how nice would it be for me to tell you that your mother is here, and was here for your song?" Hermione asked.

"Not at all nice. Not a funny joke. Not at all." Sirius sat up, nervously looking around.

"Who said anything about it being a joke, Siri?" Amy cut in. She knew, of course, that Kelly was there.

"It has to be." Sirius was beginning to get desperate.

"It's not." Kelly Black put her hands on her son's shoulders. Sirius paled.

"Hi Mum." He muttered.

"Impressive song. Is that how you always got girlfriends back in school?" Kelly teased.

"Among other things, Kelly." Remus decided to help his friend out.

"Other things? Like?" Kelly demanded. Sirius mumbled something. He was saved by Dumbledore.

"Next up are Fred and George Weasley, singing Blink 182's What's My Age Again?" Dumbledore told everyone. Almost everyone in the audience, Peeves aside, groaned, knowing that any song the twins would do would have to be bad. The twins grinned, and jumped up onto the stage. Ginny tried to sink lower in her seat, hoping that no one would realize she was related to them. Unfortunately for her, everyone knew they were related.

Fred: I took her out, It was a Friday night, I wore cologne, To get the feeling right,

George: We started making out, And she took off my pants, But then I turned on the TV, And that's about the time she walked away from me.

Both: Nobody likes you when you're 28, And are still more amused by TV shows, What the hell is ADD? My friends say I should act my age. What's my age again? What's my age again?

Fred: Then later on, On the drive home, I called her mom, From a pay phone.

George; I said I was the cops, And your husband's in jail, This state looks down on sodomy, And that's about the time that bitch hung up on me,

Both: Nobody likes you when you're 28, And are still more amused by prank phone calls, What the hell is call id? My friends say I should act my age. What's my age again? What's my age again? And that's about the time she walked away from me, Nobody likes you when you're 28, And you still act like you're in your 1st year, What the hell is wrong with me? My friends say I should act my age. What's my age again? What's my age again?

Fred: That's about the time that she broke up with me,

George: Nobody should take themselves so seriously, With many years ahead to fall in line,

Fred: Why would you wish that on me?

Both: I never want to act my age. What's my age again? What's my age again? What's my age again?

With a quick bow, the twins returned to their seats. Ron and Ginny were both blushing as red as their hair. Hermione was shaking her head, laughing. Sirius and Remus were grinning.

"Sounds like us, Padfoot." Remus commented.

"It does, it does." Sirius laughed. Fred's eyes lit up.

"Really? Man, you two are my idols. We never managed to beat your legacy, but we certainly tried." Fred told them. Sirius smiled.

"Thanks." He didn't have the chance to say anything else, for Dumbledore was back up on the stage.

A/N: I know this chapter is short, and my apologies. JKR just really depressed me, and I was busy. I had to post this chapter just to let you know a few things. I will be writing this as if book 5 had never been released. I know that Sirius was killed, but for me to give up this story would be unfair to him. Don't bother telling me that he's dead, I know. But I disagree with what she did, and therefore, I'm continuing this story. Don't give up on me yet; I'll make it worth your time. I get a new computer tomorrow, so I decided to just post this as is. Next chapter will be longer, I promise. Thanks for staying with me. Angie