La Crème De La Crème


Author's Note: This is a story I made up, called La Crème De La Crème. For anyone who does not know, it means "The best of the best." In French. Umm. I hope you like it.

Hermione: Rub that belly, babies! (She is practicing for her gymnastic show at Hogwarts that night, and is practicing, Ron, Harry and Ginny as her victims.

They all rub their bellies vigorously, except Ginny. Hermione, Harry and Ron like the idea of gymnastics much more than Ginny does.

Radio is on

Radio: That's the way uh-huh-uh-huh I liiiiiiiike it uh-huh-uh-huh…

Hermi: Now, let's try to sing La Crème De La Crème while rubbing our bellies!

They all try (except Ginny) and fail.

Hermi: Rats!! Now how will I host the gymnastics program tonight???

Ginny: I know! I know! You can wear something special…come on!!!

Ginny drags Hermione to her dorm.

In the dorm….

Ginny: Now, I know exactly what you should wear. She hands Hermione a pair of pink socks with silver sparkles, and a blue gymnastics leotard with silver sparkles that says "I'm a Gymnast!

Herm: No. Don't even THINK about it, Gin.

Ginny: Humph. I see you don't like my decisions. Marches stonily out of the room with her little nose in the air

Hermione ends up wearing socks made out of purple feathers, with a sliver sparkle glue outlining, a bikini way to small for her, and has tattooed the words CUTIE GYMNAST all the way around her belly button.

Hermione turns away from the bejeweled mirror, satisfied with her looks.

Hermione: Now, I'll practice touching my toes. One, two, three, touch, four, five six, touch, seven eight nine, touch…
Ripping sound

Hermione: Oh no!! My bikini bottom ripped in the back! Not to worry! Magically it sews it up with silver thread. You can see the stitches clearly against the navy bikini bottom.

Hermione: looks at the silver stitches in the mirror I think it's a nice fashion statement.

She walks into the dormitory, where Harry and Ron and still trying to rub their bellies and sing La Crème De Crème at the same time. No luck.

Ron: I still can't do it…waah!

Hermione: Omg! It's time for the gymnastics show!!! Must run!

Runs frantically down the stairs, toward the great hall.

Hermione finally gets to the room with the stage. She's performing with Parvati and Cho on her sides, Hermione in the middle. As a fashion statement, all of the girls have rips on the backs of their bikini bottoms, sewn up with silver thread.

Parvati: Ready, girls???!!!

Hermione and Cho: Yup, we sure are.

Radio starts playing

Radio: That's the way uh huh uh huh I like it, uh huh uh huh….

The audience is watching the girls perform on the stage.

Suddenly Dumbledore appears on the stage and starts copying what the girls are doing. Hermione throws Dumbledore a questioning look. Suddenly Dumbledore rips off his fake beard, revealing that he is a girl. (AAAAAARRRRGGGGG!)

Snape: I knew it all along!

A/N: Okay, I know that sucked like beepers. (Don't ask.) Well, Hermione, Cho, Parvati, Dumbledore, Ron, Harry, Snape, Ginny and all the rest of the crowd belongs to the great J.K Rowling. Thankies and bye!