"Excellent song, Ms. Granger. Now who'd like to go next?"
Pansy Parkinson raised her hand.
"Alright Ms. Parkinson. And what will you be singing?"
"I'll be singing Voldie Smells."
"Whenever you're ready, Ms. Parkinson." Pansy got on stage and started to sing:
"On his way to heaven
Siri played a prank
And crazy Voldemort
Got left in a garbage heap
Ha! Ha! Ha!
He forgot to take a bath
Poor Bella couldn't hold her tongue
She commented just once
And he 'Crucio'ed her all night long
Oh, Jingle Bells, Voldie Smells
Bella kicked the bucket
Oh, what fun, it is to laugh
Cause Voldie didn't take a bath
Oh, Jingle Bells, Voldie Smells
Bella kicked the bucket
Oh, what fun, it is to laugh
Cause Voldie didn't take a bath
"That was wonderful Ms. Parkinson," Dumbledore applauded.
"I'll say," Harry muttered to Ron. Ron snickered.
"Who'd like to go next?" No body raised their hand. Ron stomped on Harry's foot, causing him to jump up.
"Ah, Mr. Potter, so good of you to volunteer. What is it you will be singing tonight?"
Harry glared at Ron, then grinned mischievously. Ron gulped.
"I'll be singing…"