Disclaimer: I did not make, and do not own, the song "Finally". It was sung by CeCe Peniston. I did not make or own the song "Somewhere Over the Rainbow", either...
JK Rowling owns all of the characters, settings etc.
"OMG!" Snape gasped as Harry left the room. "Some people are so touchy!"
Eventually, Harry found Hermione. So far, nothing had happened to him, but he was dreading to think of what the potion might do to him. When he finally reached Hermione (in the common room), he took a deep breath, ready to explain to Hermione the course of events.
Harry opened his mouth to speak, but no words came.
"Harry...are you alright?" Hermione stammered. "I've been wondering where you were. I'm glad you're here finally."
"F-finally?" Harry quavered.
"Uh..." Hermione began.
"FINALLY, IT HAS HAPPENED TO ME, RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE, AND I JUST CANNOT HIDE IT!" Harry bellowed out. The entire common room went silent.
"Harry...why are you singing?" Hermione eventually stuttered.
"I don't...I don't know!" Harry confessed. "Snape was drunk, and he gave me a potion he randomly brewed...perhaps it has something to do with that!"
"Harry...this is bad," Hermione sighed under her breath. "Let's go to the library and look up whatever this potion might be. It has to be in one of the books somewhere."
Harry's head lifted suddenly. "S-somewhere?" he gasped.
Hermione's eyes widened.
"SOMEWHERE... OVER THE RAINBOW, WAY UP HIGH..." Harry began to shout. His voice was abysmal, and once again the common room went silent.
Hermione pulled Harry hurriedly through the portrait hole. As they ran along the corridor, Harry was belting out, "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, way above the CHIMNEY TOPPPS..."
Hermione put her hands over her ears. Snape would pay for this.
Once Harry eventually finished the song, he threw one hand over his mouth in shock. "I can't believe I just did that!" he cried.
"Neither can I," Hermione admitted.
Harry sighed. "Hermione?" he cautiously began.
"Yes, Harry?" Hermione asked.
"What's 'Lol'?"
"I don't know!" Hermione confessed. "Perhaps it is a type of plant?"
