"Welcome back. We have two songs left. This one is performed by the infamous marauders of Hogwarts; James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew! With stage help by Chory Muse!"

The curtains, which hadn't been used before this, were opened, and everyone saw James sitting alone in a desk. He grinned a cocky smile before starting. Half the girls in the Great Hall fainted.

"We have a story, a bitter anthem for everyone to hear,
About this bloke who just don't like us, and that's a solid fact.
They saw he'll kill us all, and as you see, we're all swelled up with fear
Because he'll curse us in the back.

Though the other three couldn't be seen, they were definitely heard.

James: If you see Sniv'lus, Other three: (If you see Sniv'lus)
He makes us sick, (He makes us sick)
Hogwarts's over, (Hogwarts's over)
And he still won't quit.

The scene changed magically while they were singing the refrain. Now, a replica of the Whomping Willow was in the back. James was not visible any more. Sirius sauntered out, as only he could, and started his verse.

He tried to fight us by the huge Willow and man we think that's great.
He did nearly cry when we pulled down his pants in front of all the girls.
Then he ran back to the Death Eater meeting, to which he was late.
There's way too many of him in this world.

Now James joined him on stage. They sang the first part, and the other two echoed.

If you see Sniv'lus, (If you see Sniv'lus)
He makes us sick, (He makes us sick)
Hogwarts's over, (Hogwarts's over)
And he still won't quit.

Remus was now the only one able to be seen. He was pounding on a piano that had been cursed to stay silent. It really looked like he was playing.

He says it's idiocy, but it's rebellion that led us to this song.
We'll play it often just at least until he's gone,
He'll stop at nothing but the real thing and everything up to that's pretend.
He tried to brainwash all our friends.

All four were on stage, now. Remus was at the piano, and Sirius had the guitar Remus had used for 'Complicated.' Peter had a set of Muggle drums. James had a microphone.

James: Screw you, Sniv'lus, Other three: (Screw you, Sniv'lus)
Sirius: You make us sick, (You make us sick)
Peter: Hogwarts's over, (Hogwarts's over)
All: We don't care if you wash hair, you'll always be a greasy, hook-nosed git!"

The Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs clapped the loudest. Some of the Ministry officials looked scared, and some of the parents looked revolted and furious.

Dumbledore, however, merely chuckled a bit. "That was excellent, boys. I'm sure you'll remember doing that into the late hours of the night for the rest of your lives. I happen to like this next song very much. All of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff put it together with help from three of the four Muse sisters, Terpsichore, Euterpe, and Thalia. Here's our resident Dark Lord, Mundugus Fletcher!"

Fletcher walked out in large, billowy, black robes. He had a Death Eater mask and cursed his eyes to look red. He tried so hard to look menacing, he appeared completely ridiculous…which was the point, actually. He sang first.

"Welcome to Camp,
I guess you all know why we're here.
My name is Tommy,
And I became aware this year,
If you want to follow me,
You've got to kill muggles,
And put on secret masks,
And really long cloaks,
You know where to put the mark.
Hey, you, you muggle, so sorry!

He walked up to a (supposedly) unsuspecting Hufflepuff and proceeded to act like he was strangling her.


I've got you killed.
Hey you, my loyal follower,
I am so skilled.

Fletcher lit a firework with his wand that no one had seen. They all had thought that the flashes came from his wand itself.

Hey old man, Mr. Dumbledore,
What has got you so pilled?

The old Headmaster laughed uproariously at this remark. Indeed, he was laughing like this throughout the entire song.

'Cause you ain't gonna follow me any of those ways,
You can't be so strong-willed!"

All the other students formed a group and started to push Fletcher to the other side of the stage.

"We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
Never did and never will
We're not gonna take it
Gonna break it, gonna shake it,
let's forget it better still!"

He seemed to subdue them, and whispered something in their ears. Then he started singing again.

"Now you can't hear me,
your ears are truly sealed.
You can't speak either;
your mouth is filled.
You can't see nothing!
From dark arts, you are not saved,
Here comes Malfoy Senior to guide you to
Your new very own grave."

Then the other students rallied again. This time, they pushed him towards the audience.

"We're not gonna take it,
We're not gonna take it,
We're not gonna take it,
We're not gonna take it,
We're not gonna take it,
Never did and never will,
Don't want no violence,
As far as we can tell,
We ain't gonna take you,
Never did and never will.
We're not gonna take you,
We forsake you,
Gonna rape you,
Let's forget you better still."

With that, they shoved him over the front of the stage. A cushioning charm had been placed there, sure, but it looked like he hit the ground hard. He lay there, stiff as a board, as the rest of the student body cheered and got off the stage.

"Oy! Moony! You owe me ten galleons!"