Sue me! Go ahead! ALL YOUR POTTER ARE BELONG TO ME

And this chapter is dedicated to: HealerAriel for the segzay pic of Sirius!

As Told by Padfoot

Having a karaoke contest in the Three Broomsticks wasn't my idea. Well, not entirely. See, I wanted to have it in Honeyduke's chocolate shop, but nooooo, Mr. Moony said he couldn't be around chocolate that long without stuffing himself.

So, after running around Hogsmeade gathering the materials we would need, we headed to the Three Broomsticks to set up. We found an ancient Muggle radio on the curb of a small shop; out of date, but working nonetheless. With the help (and permission...not that I err, always ask for permission and stuff... shifty eyes) of Madame Rosmerta, we conjured a small stage in front of the bar and bewitched a blackboard to write out the words of the song being played.

While we were setting up, Wormtail showed up, and after a quick exchange of greetings, we let him in on the plot.

Somehow, everyone and their brother found out about it and showed up. The bar was packed; you literally couldn't move a foot without running into someone else.

"Testing. Tesing, 1, 2, 3. Testing," Wormtail said, speaking into the magical microphone to ensure it was working properly. While he was doing this, Moony transfigured my robes to become a tux temporarily. Wormtail backed off the stage to the record player; he would be working it.

"Firstly, I'd like to thank you-" my speech was cut short by a wave of noise. Some people were cheering after seeing me (I winked to a third year sitting close to the stage, she nearly fainted), and I didn't blame them; you would cheer to if you saw me!..Right? Anyways, other people started booing and hissing and saying things like 'Get on with the show already!' Honestly, it's not as if we have Broadway girls dancing around in skimpy outfits. Although that isn't a bad idea.... Ah hem. Back to the story.

"Alright, alright. Do we have any volunteers to go first?" A group of fourth year girls eagerly raised their hands. I motioned for them to come up, and they did, all grinning maniacally.

"We would like to dedicate our song to Sirius," the shortest one said. I grinned; this would be interesting.

"We're going to sing 'Eight Days a Week'; it's a Muggle song, but I'm sure a lot of you have heard it." I was positively mortified, yet absolutely amused at the same time. I compromised by clapping and grinning slightly as the music started. Peter, meanwhile, looked totally confused, and I assume it's from the title of the song.

"Moony...I thought there were six days in a week?" Wormtail whispered to Remus. Moony shook his head in disbelief and went back to the show.

"Ain't got nothin' but love, babe, eight days a week. Eight days a week. Eight days a week." They finished to tremendous applause; I'll admit, they had great singing voices, but I wasn't terribly fond of the song. Many of the guys were whistling; the girls were rather pretty...Stop letting me get off topic! cries quietly

"Well done you four!" I said enthusiastically. "Can we get another volunteer?" To my SHOCK, Snivellus raised his hand. No one said anything for a moment. I was seriously considering whether to allow him to perform or not, but I decided this could be a nice source of blackmail.

"What will you be, err...singing?"

Snape confidently strode up to the microphone and said clearly: "Blue moon. And I'll have to ask you to forgive me for not dedicating this to you." The whole room nearly burst with laughter.

"Blue moon; you saw me standing alone," he began. His voice was unexpectedly melodious and low in pitch. The entire time he sang he looked to a sixth year Slytherin; she was somewhat pudgy, had a crooked nose, and her hair was greasier then Snape's. I fought hard not to laugh; but I couldn't hold it in for long. I wasn't alone though; nearly everyone had tears streaming down their face.

"Without a dream in my heart," he sang, glaring at me.

"Without a love of my own," he finished, bowing. I conjured a bouquet of blue roses which I threw at his feet, applauding loudly.

"Good job mate," I said teasingly, with a smirk on my face.

Three more people sang (most of them off-key), and then it was time for the grand finale.

Moony and Wormtail were the air-musicians/back-up singers/dancers, while I had the lead part. "This song goes out to James Potter, aaaand.... Lily Evans!" I smirked mischievously; James groaned, and Lily looked horrorstruck.

I began singing in my oh-so-perfect god-like voice, while all the girls started yelling and screaming and nearly fainting. "There you see her, sitting there across the way, she don't got a lot to say, but there's something about her, and you don't know why, but you're dying to try; you wanna kiss the girl." James buried his face in his hands. Moony was playing an imaginary flute; Wormtail was beating on a pretend drum.
I continued, grinning like a madman. "Yes, you want her; look at her, you know you do; possible she want you too; there is one way to ask her. It don't take a word, not a single word, go on and kiss the girl! SING WITH ME NOW!"
["Sha-la-la-la-la-la my oh my" Moony and Wormtail sang.] "Look like the boy too shy! Ain't gonna kiss the girl." ["Sha-la-la-la-la-la"] "Ain't it so sad? Ain't it a shame? Too bad, he gonna miss the girl." I grinned evilly at James, who looked like he wanted to sock me. "Now's your moment, floating in the blue lagoon; boy, you better do it soon, no time would be better; she don't say a word, and she won't say a word, until you kiss the girl!"
["Sha-la-la-la-la-la don't be scared"] "You got the mood prepared, go on and kiss the girl." ["Sha-la-la-la-la-la don't stop now"] "Don't try to hide it, how? You wanna kiss the girl! Woh, woh." All three of us sang: "Sha-la-la-la-la-la float along, and listen to the song; the song say, kiss the girl!"
"Woh, woh." James started to make his way to the stage, but Lily pulled him back. "Sha-la-la-la-la-la music play; do what the music say: you wanna kiss the girl!"
["You got to"] "Kiss the girl!" ["Why don't you"] "Kiss the girl!" ["Go on, you gotta"] "Kiss the girl!" ["Go on and"] "Kiss the giiiiirl!" Nearly everyone was on their feet and clapping as we finished. However, the noise subsided, as a large picture of James and Lily magically appeared on the blackboard. Everyone watched it eagerly.
"What?" James said, totally clueless.
"Kiss the girl!" everyone shouted at once. James raised an eyebrow at us all (shiver), still glaring daggers at me. He then pulled Lily close to him, hesitating for a fraction of a second; then-
A simultaneous "Awwwww!" erupted from the female half of the audience, while a "Woo-woo-woot!" exploded from the male populace. I grinned; just hope James doesn't stay mad at me. And I figured, this will get Lils used to James friends; this is our personality; we're out-going, friendly (for the most part), and will do anything for kicks.
Lily smiled as she quietly followed James to the stage. I gulped.
"Err...hiya James, Lil."
"Har har. Sooo funny, Padfoot," James said sarcastically.
"Oh stop James, I thought it was cute," Lily said, playfully hitting James's arm.
"At least your big kiss made them forget about prizes; I forgot to get them!" Peter said sadly.
"It's ok, you guys would have won for sure," Lily said, trying to comfort him. I growled inwardly.
"How about a round of butterbeer? On me!" I said, trying to take my mind off of that. Everyone nodded happily. I swear, I didn't add anything to my drink this time!
-Hic-
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"Did you have fun?" James asked Lily once we returned from Hogsmeade.
"Loads," she replied, grinning. "Today was...magical."
"Glad you enjoyed yourself; we'll have to do this again sometime," James said, a smile tugging at his lips. "Minus the serenade." Lily giggled and nodded in agreement. She gave him an awkward hug a small kiss on the cheek before heading to her dormitory.
"Lookit, James has a girly!" I teased once Lily had gone.
"Shove it Padfoot."
"Aww, Jamesie, you're no fun." I put on a feigned look of depression. James punched me playfully.
"You wanna take this outside punk?" I said, faking a snarl.
"Outside? We got all the room we need right here, foo'!" He started circling around me, fists raised.
"Oh, it's on!" I shouted, tackling him. He responded by a swift kick and a punch to my arm. I attempted to put him into a chokehold, only to be thrown backwards into a body slam. Moony pretended to be reading a book, but I knew he was trying not to laugh at our immaturity. Wormtail, though, thought we were really fighting and looked on with his mouth agape. "They'll stop once one is knocked out...or killed," Moony told him, grinning evilly. Wormtail shrugged and continued to watch, not sure who to root for. After another failed attempt to strangle James, I knocked him off his feet, and proceeded to sit on his stomach.
"Do you give up, Potter?" I asked with a smirk.
"Never, Black!" He attempted to throw me off of him, but nearly crushed himself in the process.
"Okay, how about a compromise?" he offered.
"I'm listening," I said.
"I give up if you go on a diet. Seriously mate, how much do you bloody weigh-" I punched his arm, determined not to get up now until he suffocated from lack of being able to breathe properly.
"He's turning blue," Moony pointed out.
"Oh, fine. Spoilsports." I reluctantly got up from my post. James immediately gasped for air.
"Walk it off," I told him. He shot me a death glare, which I returned with a grin.
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Well? Did you like it?? I told you Sirius would be somewhat funnier in this chapter; was he?
Only way I can fix my problems is if you point them out to me =P Thank you to all my reviewers! 3
I know James and Lil practically can't keep their hands off of each other; love-hate thing coming at ya shortly! And I will have a girl for Sirius shortly :)
Kitty