Monday, February 8, 2010

Malfoy, The Ferret Boy by Peeves the Pest

Malfoy, the ferret boy

Professor Moody's favorite toy

He'll bounce and bounce and bounce so high

Malfoy, the ferret boy


He sticks his nose

Where it don't belong

His hairs a mop

That's just this long


Malfoy, the ferret boy

Professor Moody's favorite toy

He'll bounce and bounce and bounce so high

Malfoy, the ferret boy


Conniving and rude

I'm not done yet

This loathsome boy

Is Snape's little pet


Malfoy, the ferret boy

Professor Moody's favorite toy

He'll bounce and bounce and bounce so high

Malfoy, the ferret boy


He's got a secret

He'd rather hide

I wish I knew it

But I can't get inside


Malfoy, the ferret boy

Professor Moody's favorite toy

He'll bounce and bounce and bounce so high

Malfoy, the ferret boy

Hermione I Am by Peeves the Pest

Books, books are my best friend

For Ron is dense and I pretend

Hat his kisses on that wretched girl

Don't make me want to scream and hurl

But I won't say one little thing

And off I'll run to things with wings


Hermione I Am

Alone I'll remain

Though I try to play

The jealousy game


In lonesome corridors you'll find me

I'd rather you just let me be

I'm rehearsing spells within my head

That will make her wish she was dead

She should have known that Ron was mine

I bet she'll learn… just give me time!


Hermione I Am

Alone I'll remain

Though I try to play

The jealousy game

Potter ABCs by Peeves the Pest

A

Boy who loved

Cannot escape

Dumbledore's

Ever watchful eye

For every slip up

Goofy

Hiccup

I'll always gladly tell

Just to see Dobby's

Kitchen rant arguring

Loudly that

Master Potter would

Never do that

Oh

Potter it's easy I'm

Quite proud to say

Rambling on about you all day

Say isn't

That Ginny it is

Useless to hide your admiring gaze

Very fun it will be to tell to

Weasley that his

X-best friend wants his

Younger sister for his girl

Zing!

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Potter

Potter

Tune of Barges (Folk Song)


Out of my window

Looking in the night

I can see Hermione

Disappear from sight

But I must stay

Beside my window drear

And hope our House points

Won't disappear


Potter, I would like to go with you

I would like to experience adventures too

Potter, why keep secrets from your friends

Why must the rules you always bend


Out of my window

Looking in the night

I can see their lanterns

Flickering light

As for me

I think I'll stay right here

As the Whomping Willow

Fills me with fear


Potter, I would like to go with you

I would like to experience adventures too

Potter, why keep secrets from your friends

Why must the rules you always bend


Out of my window

Looking in the night

Everyone is filled

With a fright

Dumbledore has fallen

Panic's on the rise

The Dark Mark casts shadows

Over his demise


Potter, I would like to go with you

I would like to experience adventures too

Potter, why keep secrets from your friends

Who else must die before this ends?


Who else must die before this ends?

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Padfoot

Padfoot

Tune of: Twinkle Twinkle Little Star / Baa Baa Black Sheep / ABCs

Padfoot, Black Dog

Sirius Black

How I wonder where you're at

Up above the world so high

Float dementors in the sky

Padfoot, Black Dog

Sirius Black

I wish I knew where you were at.

-Snape

Friday, February 5, 2010

Still Alive

Still Alive

(Parody of Still Alive by Jonathan Coulton)


This was a triumph

I'm making a note here: HUGE SUCCESS

It's hard to overstate my satisfaction

Horcrux magic

I do what I must

Because I can

For the good of none of you

Except the ones who are dead


But there's no sense

Crying over every mistake

I'll just keep on trying

'Til Potter is baked

And the magic is done

Harry Potter is gone

And no muggles are still alive


I'm not even angry

I'm being so sincere right now

Even though my spell backfired

And killed me

Tore my soul to pieces

And placed every piece into a [like I'd tell you]

As they died it hurt because I was so happy for me


Now these horcruxes are a beautiful find

They just keep me living

When I run out of time

So I'm glad I got burned

Think of all the things I've learned

To kill muggles who are still alive


Go ahead and leave me

It's not like you'll get very far

Maybe you'll find someone who will save you

Maybe Harry Potter

THAT WAS A JOKE

HA HA FAT CHANCE

Anyway, this mark is great

Pain inflicting at whim


Look at me still plotting

When there's killing to do

When I look out there

It makes me glad I'm not you

I've experiments to run

There are curses to be done

On the muggles who are still alive


And believe me I am still alive

Due to horcruxes I'm still alive

Defeating death and I'm still alive

While you're dying I'll be still alive

And when you're dead I will be still alive

Still alive

Still alive

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Prank Men

Prank Men

To the tune of: Piano Man


It's the last day of our OWLS

Everyone is stressing out.

My textbooks are piled next to me.

And all I want to do is shout.


Hermione says we need to study more.

Though we’re not really sure where to start.

Books are challenging and heavy,

And you know that they're ready

To do their mischievous part.


Oh, la di da di di da da

La da di di da da dum


Now I'll sing you a song of two brothers,

Twins without a care.

Cause we're all in the mood for another joke,

'Cept Malfoy who has pink hair.


Now George & Fred are friends of ours.

They prank and cause laughs for a fee.

And because they are silly,

I laugh my butt off,

As long as the prank's not on me.


They said mind what you eat and remain alert

As you never know what they'll replace.

And if your not careful,

You'll earn the reward

Of a spotted and color changing face.


Oh, la di da di di da da

La da di di da da dum


Now I'll sing you a song of two brothers,

Who don't know how to fight fair.

Cause we're all in the mood for another joke,

'Cept Malfoy who has orange hair.


Gryffindor has our favorite supporters,

As they laugh, guffaw, and cheer.

I don’t know what we’d do,

Without them to,

Help buy all our pranking gear.


And Slytherin is dancing around,

As their shoes are enchanted to move

Threats of death can be inspiring,

To keep us out of reach of their groove.


There’s a pretty big crowd here in the entrance hall

To watch fireworks is why we're all here. '

We’ll continue to laugh at Professor Umbridge.

As the twins hop their brooms to disappear.


Cuz they’ve got lots of goals and pranks to cause.

There’s no room in this school anymore.

They’re going to keep going,

No matter what comes,

With they're help we can settle the score.


Oh, la di da di di da da

La da di di da da dum


Now I'll sing you a song of two brothers,

With lots of pranks to share.

Cause we're all in the mood for another joke,

'Cept Malfoy who has rainbow hair.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Harry Must Die

Harry Must Die

Original: America Pie

Artist: Don McLean


A long, long time ago...

I can still remember

How the magic used to make me smile.

And I knew if I had my chance

That I could take over all of France

And, maybe, they'd let me be for a while.

But Harry Potter made me shiver

With every spell I'd deliver.

That scar of his would protect

My plan I needed to perfect.

I can't remember the time of spent,

Tracking down where Harry went,

But pride will swell up inside,

The day Harry Potter dies.


So bye-bye, Harry Potter boy.

Drove my patience to the limit,

But I will survive.

And that scar in your head will be your demise.

Singing, "Soon Voldemort will rise.

Soon Voldemort will rise."


Did you write the book of love,

And do you have faith in your Mother's love,

If Dumbledore tells you so?

Do you believe that ancient scroll,

Magic won't save your mortal soul,

I can teach you how to die real slow?

Well, I know that you're an issue boy

Don't you know your wand is not a toy

Spells that knock you off your broom

Practicing in that hidden room.

I was a lonely teenage warlock

With a wand that only you did block,

But I know you'll run out of luck

The day her magic dies.


I started singing,

"Bye-bye, Harry Potter boy."

Drove my patience to the limit,

But I will survive.

And that scar in your head will be your demise.

Singing, "Soon Voldemort will rise.

Soon Voldemort will rise."


Now for ten years I've been on my own

Seeking out the sorcerers stone,

But that's not how it should be.

Before the Dark Mark hung for all to see,

No one feared who I would be

Rather alike as wizards, you and me,

Oh, Dumbledore was impressed of course,

Praised my ability 'til he was hoarse

Such a curious young kid

Delved into magic they forbid.

When others did begin to fear

The professors told me "Now listen here."

But into the Dark Arts I did peer.

The day weak Riddle died.


I started singing,

"Bye-bye, Harry Potter boy."

Drove my patience to the limit,

But I will survive.

And that scar in your head will be your demise.

Singing, "Soon Voldemort will rise.

Soon Voldemort will rise."


I caught a ride on Quirrell's back

'Cause my body’s a bit slack

I frankly found wits he did lack

Fighting you can be such a bore

Getting rid of you seems a chore

Why must I wait for this day?

And in the end your friends will die

Some bridges will blow up and muggles will fry

A lot of folks will be croakin'

Your Mother’s charm will be broken

And the wizard you admire most

Will meet a foe and end up toast

Well, I'm still here, you'll be a ghost

The day Harry Potter dies.


Everyone's singing,

"Bye-bye, Harry Potter boy."

Drove my patience to the limit,

But I will survive.

And that scar on your head will be your demise.

Singing, "Soon Voldemort will rise.

Soon Voldemort will rise."


We were singing,

"Bye-bye, Harry Potter boy."

Drove my patience to the limit,

But I will survive.

And that scar on your head will be your demise.

Singing, "Soon Voldemort will rise.

Soon Voldemort will rise."

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Inspiration

Our trio started simply as a fan club of 1st years swooning over Cedric Diggory. Our fourth year was the reinstatement of the Triwizard Tournament. We were thrilled when Cedric Diggory was chosen by the Goblet of Fire. We were his number one fans (despite what Cho might claim). His performances in the first and second tasks were nothing but spectacular. However, it is the end of the third task that none of us will ever be able to wipe from our mind. We spent much of the next year in denial of what we had seen - Harry Potter clutching the dead body of Cedric. Professor Dumbledore's words still ring clearly in our minds.

"Today we acknowledge a really terrible loss. Cedric Diggory was as you all know, exceptionally hard working, infinitely fair-minded and most importantly a fierce, fierce friend. Now I think therefore you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see, Cedric Diggory was murdered by Lord Voldemort. The Ministry of Magic does not wish me to tell you this, but not to do so I think would be an insult to his memory."

Along with the denial, we spent much of our time researching to find out if there was anyway to bring Cedric back as a Hogwarts ghost. Growing desperate, we even drew straws to ask Hermione. She was a bit furious with us. I remember her screaming something about how inconsiderate we were to selfishly want to bring the dead back from their rest and that any well read wizard should know that. But, that's a ramble for another day. Our admiration for Cedric led to our love of all things ghostly, thus, Ghost Chasers was born. You'd be amazed the songs you can come up with while you should be studying.