Author's Note: I am in a mondo FanFic writing mood. You know what makes me sad? That no one likes our story "It's All a Dream". That is really too bad, because I loooove it. Very, very much.

Disclaimer: If we owned this, we would own this. We also do not own this song, too bad.

Chapter 5: Montagin' it up! (We know, just work with us.)

If you can not tell, this is meant to be a montage. All the caps mean that those are the pictures you are seeing while the music, which is typed regularly, is playing. Get it? Sweeeet. Everyone loves a good montage.

All the small things
True care, truth brings
I'll take one lift
Your ride, best trip

FRED AND HERMIONE ARE MAKING OUT WHILE GEORGE IS SITTING ON THE FLOOR. THEN FRED AND GEORGE SWITCH.

Always, I know
You'll be at my show
Watching, waiting
Commiserating

HARRY AND RON ARE BACK IN THE DRESSING ROOMS TRYING TO GET THEIR MINDS OFF OF HERMIONE BY TRYING ON WOMEN'S CLOTHING. SUPRISINGLY THEY BOTH LOOK STUNING IN CUTE LITTLE SUNDRESSES.

Say it ain't so, I will not go
Turn the lights off, carry me home
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na

DRACO AND GINNY ARE BACK IN THE COSMETICS SECTION. GINNY IS GIVING DRACO A MAKE OVER. HE LOOKS LIKE A HOOKER, BUT A VERY PERDY HOOKER.

Late night, come home
Work sucks, I know
She left me roses by the stairs
Surprises let me know she cares

FRED AND GEORGE ARE APPARENTLY DONE WITH THEIR KILLER MAKE-OUT SESSION WITH HERMIONE. THEY ARE SHOWN OUTSIDE RIDING THE MINI-SPACESHIP.

Say it ain't so, I will not go
Turn the lights off, carry me home
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na

FRED AND GEORGE GET OFF THE SPACESHIPS AND WALK IN AND OUT OF THE STORE TO GET STICKERS FROM, AND ANNOY, THE WAL-MART GREETER. THE WAL-MART GREETER IS SHOWN PULLING OUT A GUN AND HOLDING IT UP TO HIS HEAD.

Say it ain't so, I will not go
Turn the lights off, carry me home
Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill
The night will go on, my little windmill

HARRY AND RON ARE STILL IN THE DRESSING ROOM WEARING THE PRETTY SUNDRESSES. THEY ARE SPINNING AROUND LIKE LITTLE GIRLS, WHEN HARRY STOPS SPINNING AND MOUTHS SOMETHING THAT LOOKS STRANGLY LIKE "WHAT THE HELL? ARE WE IN A MONTAGE OR SOMETHING? ALL I CAN HEAR IS MUSIC AND NO ONE IS TALKING!" RON SHRUGS IT OFF AND STARTS TO DO THE MACARENA. HARRY JOINS HIM.

Say it ain't so, I will not go (na na na na na na na na na na)
Turn the lights off, carry me home (na na na na na na na na na na)
Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill (na na na na na na na na na na)
The night will go on, the night will go on (na na na na na na na na na na)
My little windmill

SWICTH TO THE WHOLE GROUP IN THE TOILET PAPER SECTION. THEY START THROWING TOILET PAPER! IT IS VERY FUN, LIKE A CHEESY 90s MUSIC VIDEO.

THE CREW ALL GO OUT FOR SOME 25CENT COKES. WHEN THEY GET OUTSIDE FRED AND GEORGE SPOT A HOOKER STANDING ON THE CORNER.

The song ends, which is too bad because everyone loves that song.

"Wait a second…" Ron strokes his chin, trying to place where he knew that hooker from. "Oh, my God, that's Malfoy!"

Everyone screams in disgust and runs away.

"Who would want to sleep with him?" asked Harry.

"Someone very desperate, like the people that usually sleep with hookers. Ron should know all about that," answered Hermione.

"Maybe Draco should call Hitch… or Michelle," suggested Ginny.

"That Hitch sure as some great lines," said Ron.

I know he does, I know.