Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, Harry Potter, Eragon, Monty Python, Napolean Dynamite, or A.N.Y.T.H.I.N.G. else that's in this fanfic, okay?

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The next day, everyone went into the library to "study" their "scripts".

"Got it memorized!" Axel screamed at Larxene.

"Leave me alone Axel." Larxene said, burying herself into Harry Potter And The Prisoner Of Azkaban.

"Well then commit it to memory!" Axel skipped away.

"Hey old man, got it memorized?" Axel asked Vexen, who was reading Eragon.

"Du- I...yeah." Vexen said, hiding his book, and pulling out Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone.

"YOU'RE ONLY ONE BOOK ONE!" Axel screamed at the top of his lungs. "YOU ARE SO SCREWED."

"I'm...reviewing." Vexen said quietly, ignoring the weird looks he was getting from other organization members.

"YOU BETTER BE." Axel yelled before he skipped away.

"...Hey Lexaeus...got it MEMORIZED?" Axel asked. He was hiding under the table Lexaeus was sitting at, who was holding his copy of Harry Potter upside down.

"Huh...?" Lexaeus said.

"Got it MEMORIZED?"

"Whozzat?" The Stupid- I mean, Silent Hero said stupidly.

"It's your mom." Axel said, trying to hide his laughter.

"Mommy where?" Lexaeus said, standing up and looking around. "Lexaeus got to find Mommy." And he walked away.

"...Ooookay." Axel said, crawling out from beneath the table and going to find somebody to annoy- er, I mean ask if they had it memorized.

He walked around for a few minutes until he spotted Roxas and Zexion. Roxas looked quite traumatized. He was reading Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.

"Hey Roxas...got it memorized?" Axel asked.

"Zexion..." Roxas said, looking over to the other teenager.

"Yeah?"

"I don't want to be Harry Potter anymore...you can be him." Roxas said, putting the book down. "In fact, I don't want to be in the play anymore." With that, he ran away.

"O...kay..." Axel picked up the book that Roxas had been reading and looked at the page he was reading.

"'Harry I love you and I want to be with you always, said Ginny?' What the hell? ...ROXAS! COME BACK HERE! YOU AND ME ARE SUPPOSED TO-"

"MY DREAM IS ABOUT TO BE REALIZED! OH MY GOD!" Zexion screamed as he did a happy dance. "I'M HARRY POTTER I'M HARRY POTTER! WHOOT WHOOT!"

"Zexion..." Saïx said. "SHUT THE HELL UP."

"Yeah!" Everybody agreed, ignoring the fact he had just said a 'bad word'.

"But I'm Harry Potter! I gotta do ma VICTORY DANCE!" Suddenly, disco lights appeared out of nowhere, and a dance floor appeared in the middle of the library. Zexion's clothes magically turned into a disco outfit and he calmly walked over to the dance floor and started to strut his moves, à la Napolean Dynamite, while everybody just stared in disbelief.

"OH MA GOD." Marluxia screamed all of a sudden. "HE'S DANCING LIKE A DISCO MAAAN." She- I mean he pointed to Zexion.

"Oh really?" Xigbar said.

"Yeah really!" Xaldin shouted.

"Quite really." Said Larxene. This started an O RLY fight.

After about twenty minutes, Zexion stopped, and his clothes went back to being the usual organization XIII black cloaks, where he went into the corner and buried himself in Harry Potter books.

"Oh...kay..." Demyx said. "EVERYBODY GO BACK TO YOUR...PLACES...JOBS...WHATEVER. GO. NOW. DO IT. DO IT NOOOOOOW." And everybody went back to their "places" and "jobs".