Harry Potter: Chicago Style Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. I want Draco but he, like the other Harry Potter characters, belong to J.K. Rowling.....Lucky her.

A/N: I wrote two versions of this. There's the Harry version and the Voldermort version. Sleep deprivation is a wonderful thing.

(Scene opens with Harry Potter sitting on a stool under a street lamp on Pivet Drive. He's wearing a sparkling black suit with shiny shoes and a top hat. In the distance a funky beat starts. Harry looks up and sings....)

[Harry]

The name on everybody's lips

Is gonna be Harry

The baby getting all the looks

Is gonna be Harry

I'm gonna be a celebrity

That means

Somebody everyone knows

They're gonna recognize my eyes

My hair my teeth my scar my nose

(Harry stands and starts jazz dancing down the sidewalk)

From just some dumb drooling baby I'm gonna be Harry

Who says that murder's not an art?

And who in case he isn't cursed

Was famous from his birth? Harry P.!

(At this Harry giggles and looks behind him. Suddenly we see Ron, Fred, George, Dean, Seamus and Neville all dressed in a sparkling red suit and matching top hats. The red suits clashed horrible with Fred, George and Ron's hair. )

Boys...

[BOYS]

They're gonna wait outside in line

To get to see

[Harry]

Harry

Think of those autographs

I'll sign,

'Good luck to ya,'

[BOYS]

Harry

[Harry]

And I'll appear

In wizard robes that go

All the way down to my toes

[BOYS]

Here a ring,

There a ring,

Everywhere a-ring-a-ling

[Harry]

But always in the best of taste!

(Hugging himself, Harry says...)

Mmmm, I'm a star!

And the wizards love me!

And I love them

And they love me for loving them

And I love them for loving me

And we love each other

And that's because none of us

Got enough love in our childhoods

And that's showbiz

Kid

[BOYS] (As they sing, they do backup dancing for Harry)

He's given up his hum drum life

[Harry]

I'm gonna be sing it

[BOYS]

Harry

He made a scandal at his start

[Harry]

And Gilderoy L. will shit

I know

To see his name get billed below

Harry P.!

(On each note Harry and the boys take a step backwards. Each time one of the boys says Harry's name, they strike a pose.)

[BOYS]

Harry...

Harry...

Harry...

Harry...

Har-ry...

Harry...

Harry...

(By now, Harry is sitting on his stool again. On the last note the light goes out.)