Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Moulin Rouge. HP belongs to JK Rowling and MR belongs to Christina Aguilara, Pink, Lil' Kim, and Mya. Brenna belongs to me ^_^ lol. Jk, B.

A/N: This is more of a dream sequence than reality. Most of the stuff going on in the background and the backup singers are just pretend. So use your imagination ^_^..... Okay, I'm gonna do the big no-no in fic writing. I'm going to use the "Person's Name: what they're saying" format, just to make it easier to read. *Words* signifies an action and "All: what they're saying" means everyone is singing. Hope it isn't too confusing!

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*Music starts*

*You can see two sexy women's outlines behind a curtain*

*A voice comes out of nowhere*

Mysterious voice: Where's all my soul sistas? Let me hear ya flow sistas!

Hermione and Brenna: *snapping, still behind curtain* Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister, hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister.....

Hermione: *bursts through curtain, doing a very sexy dance* *soft, sensuous voice* He met Marmalade down in Old Moulin Rouge! Strutting her stuff on the street. She said, "Hello, hey Joe. You wanna give it a go?" Ohhh ohhhh

*4 background dancers come out in outfits suited for an S&M club. Brenna is still behind curtain, but dancing*

All: Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da.

Hermione: Hey hey hey!

All: Gitchi gitchi ya ya here. Moca chocolate ya ya!

Hermione: Ooh, yeah. Creole Lady Marmalade!

All: Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?

Brenna: *throaty, strong voice* Oh, oh

All: Voulez-vous couchers aver moi, ce soir?

Hermione: *deep, rapper-type voice* Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Brenna: *walks up to a stool with a black satin sheet draped over it* He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up. Boy drank all that magnolia wine. *Straddles the stool, but doesn't all the way sit down* On her black satin sheet *grabs handful of the sheet and pulls it off sensuously*

Is where he started to freak, yeah! *tosses sheet aside*

All: *dancing* Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da da da

Gitchi gitchi ya ya here

Brenna: Ooooh yeah

All: Mocha chocolate ya ya

Brenna: Creole Lady Marmalade!! Oh.

All: Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?

Brenna: Oooh

Hermione: *rapper voice* Yeah, yeah, aw

He comes through with the money and the garter belts *runs her hand up her garter belt*

Let 'em know we 'bout that cake, straight out the gate-

We independent women, some mistake us for whores

I'm saying, why spend mine when I can spend yours *throws cash at the camera*

Disagree? Well that's you and I'm sorry *swaying hips*

I keep playing these cats out like Atari

Wear high-heeled shoes, getting love from the dudes

Four bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge *grinding air*

All: Hey sisters, soul sisters

*Hermione walks over to the couch and lays down, lounging*

Hermione: Betta get that dough sisters *grabs long-stemmed wine glass off the table*

We drink wine with diamonds in the glass

By the case, the meaning of expensive taste *A "servant" reaches into take the wine glass from her, but Hermione purposefully spills it down the front of the girls apron. The girl runs off crying*

We wanna gitchi gitchi ya ya

Moca chocolate

Creole Lady Marmalade!! One more time, come on-

All: Marmalade!!!

Brenna: *strong, loud, spine-tingling voice* Ohhh ohhh

All: Lady Marmalade!!

Brenna: Oh yeah!

All: Marmalade!

Brenna: Noooooo...

Hey, hey, hey!!

Brenna: Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth, hey *traces her finger up her arm*

Colour of café au lait, all right

Made the savage beast inside *runs hands down the inside of her thighs*

Roar until he cried

Hermione and Brenna: More, more, MOOORRREEEE!!!!!

Brenna: Now he's back at home doing nine to five

Backup Singers: Nine to five.

Hermione: *soft voice again* Living a gray flannel life

Brenna: But when he turns off to sleep, memories creep *seductive look*

Brenna and Hermione: More, more, MOOOORRREEE!!!!!

All: Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da *synchronized dance*

Backup Singers: da da

Brenna and Hermione: Yeah, gitchi gitchi ya ya here, ooh ohh

All, but with Brenna as the Main: mocha chocolate ya ya

Brenna: Creole Lady Marmalaaaaaaaade!

All: Voulez-vous coucher aver moi

Brenna: *throaty voice again* Ce soir?

All: Voulez-vous coucher aver moi

Hermione: *still in soft voice* Oh my sistas! yeah

Brenna: *back to powerful voice* Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?

Backup Singers: Ce soir?

All:Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? ooh

Hermione: *rapper voice* come on, oh!

Mysterious Voice: Christina--

Brenna: *powerful voice* MOOOUUULIIINIIINIIINNINNNNNN!!!! Ohhh..*leans over, with hands on knees, then slowly straightens seductively, while moving her hands up her body*

Mysterious Voice: Pink--

Brenna: *throaty voice* LAAAADYYY MAARRMAALAAADEE!!!!! *throws arms over her head and spreads them wide*

Mysterious Voice: Lil' Kim--

Hermione: *rapper voice* HEY HEY! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh! *grabs her own breasts*

Mysterious Voice: Mya--

Hermione: *soft voice* Ohhhhhh ohhhhhh *does catwalk stride towards the camera, then turns around abruptly, giving a nice view of her ass*

Mysterious Voice: Rotweiler baby.

Brenna: *throaty voice* Baaby

Mysterious Voice: Moulin Rouge!

Brenna: *strong voice* Moulin

Hermione: *soft voice* Da-da, da-da

Mysterious Voice: Misdemeanor here

All: *really loudly* Creole Lady Marmalade!!!!!! Ooooh, yessssa *strike finishing, sexy poses*

Hermione rushes over and turns off the camera. "Told ya it'd be fun!", she said breathlessly, a triumphant grin plastered on her face.

Brenna mumbles, "Yeah, yeah..", and plops down on the couch.

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Well?? What'd ya think?? I wanna know!! *Menacing look* hehe. Review!! *hugs*