A/N: I can't believe you guys have given me 21 reviews!
jayfeather12345 asked for: #8: I will not reenact Harry Potter Puppet Pals in the Great Hall. Or anywhere else, for that matter.
-PJatOgirl
"Snape, Snape, Severus Snape." I say in a low drawl, trying to imitate both the real Snape and the video Snape. My parents sent me an overladen owl this morning, bearing several packaged puppets. I opened them squealing because they were my much coveted 'Potter Puppet Pals'. The first thing I did was slip the Snape puppet on my right hand and start singing the Mysterious Ticking Noise song. As no one else has seen the videos, except for a few Muggle-borns who won't admit it, I take responsibility for educating my peers in the most important musical breakthrough in all of history. I try to do the entire song by myself, and its not working very well, until Fred and George catch on and take over Ron and Hermione's puppets. Lee takes Dumbledore. I continue with Snape and Harry and we harmonize most beautifully for a full ten minutes before the real Snape approaches.
"What…are…you…doing…Jones?" he demands.
"Would you like to see? We're demonstrating a most interesting Muggle invention for everyone."
"I would not like-" he begins, but I don't let him finish. Lee starts tapping his wand against the table.
"'Hmm. What is that mysterious ticking noise? Not over here, not over there. Kind of…catchy.'" I begin, moving little Snape around. "Snape, Snape, Severus Snape. Snape, Snape, Severus Snape."
"Dumbledore!" "Snape, Snape, Severus Snape." "Dumbledore!" "Snape, Snape, Severus Snape." "Dumbledore!"
We continue and Fred joins in with "Ron, Ron, Ron Weasley! Ron, Ron, Ron Weasley!" then George with "Hermione. Hermione. Hermione, Hermione, Hermione."
I pause Snape and bring in Harry. "Harry Potter Harry Potter. Oooh Harry Potter Harry Potter. Harry Potter Harry Potter. Oooh Harry Potter Harry Potter. That's me."
The real Snape is horrified. Then his puppet comes back in. "'Snape' 'Harry' 'Snape' 'Harry' 'Snape!' 'Harry!' 'Snape!' 'Harry!' 'Snape!' 'Harry!' 'SNAPE!' 'HARRY!'"
"DUMBLEDORE!" "Herrr-mione." And the harmony…then all of us together, "Singin' a song, all day long, at Hooog-waaarrrts!"
At this point, Snape's fuming. "Never…again…imitate this atrocity in the Great Hall or I will confiscate your puppets!"
"Alright, Professor." I say, and he stalks off.
A few days later, after some practice with the boys, we set up a puppet stage and gather an audience and perform a rendition of "Wizard Swears". All is going well, until You-Know-Who stumbles into our secluded corner of the school. And I'm not talking about the Dark Lord, but Snape's pretty close. He sees the puppets and immediately spews a few of his own choice wizard swears, then with a flick of his wand destroys our stage and summons my puppets. They go flying from our hands to his, and he takes twenty points from Gryffindor before he storms off with my confiscated toys. I'm not too worried about the puppets; next time I'm in Filch's office I'll snag them back. What I worry is that Harry Potter won't win enough end-of-the-year points for us to win the House Cup. That would be unicorn turds.
