Part Three:
Harry:
Now we’re on the Hogwarts train
Ron is still being a pain
Because dear Hermy’s left the room
That is what increased his gloom
(GINNY whispers to HARRY)
Ginny:
We need to make dear Ron get out
Harry:
Quiet Ginny, do not shout
Ginny:
I wasn’t shouting, little prick
But now we need to really trick
Ron’s not leaving by himself….
(She points out the window)
Ginny:
Isn’t that a squished house elf?
(Ron looks, while GINNY and HARRY run out the door)
Ron:
No it’s not, now don’t you fear
Hey, why did you all leave me here?
(cut to Hermione and Draco [why is my damn capslock not working?]
Hermione:
Malfoy, you’re a stupid sob
But now we have to do our job
As Heads, we must arrange and work
Now call the Prefects, little jerk
Draco:
I feel so loved, my Mudblood cow
Come over here and snog me now
Hermione:
You need some work with your romance.
Think with your head, and not your pants
Get off your butt, you lazy fart
Call them here so we can start
(Draco screams for the prefects)
Draco:
HURRY PREFECTS COME THIS WAY!
POTTER’S TELLING US HE’S GAY!
(all the prefects run down the hall, and into the compartment)
Draco:
Hahaha, I fooled you all!
Potter’s snogging down the hall.
With the Weasley girl, no less
Groping up her flimsy dress
Ron:
THAT’S NOT TRUE, YOU LOUSY LOUT!
Hermione:
Shut up, or we’ll kick you out!
Ron:
Fine, I know when I’m not wanted!
I’ll go off to a place less haunted.
Sod off Malfoy, you’re so dumb
HEY STOP GROPING HERMY’S BUM!
(The Prefects throw Ron out off the compartment)
Draco:
Now that the Weasels gone, the jerk
We’d best be getting back to work
We have a ball to plan right here
Hermione:
But, we did not have one last year
Why this sudden change in weather?
Draco:
They’re hoping we will get together
Your will tame that bushy mess
Also, you can wear a dress
That shows off cleavage all around
Hermione:
Hearken, do I hear a sound?
No, it’s just the drafty hall
(Prefects laugh)
Draco:
She acts like I’m not here at all
I feel hurt, oh woe am I
I should become a sappy guy
Now, so Granger will not tease
Or kick my shins, and scrape my knees
I hope that none can hear my aims
Or I’ll hex the Prefects (who have no names)
Prefect One:
Malfoy, are you quite alright?
Draco:
Yes, I am, just shut it tight
Hermione:
Can’t you just be nice to all?
Draco:
Of course, my little Mudblood doll
I can be nice, you wait and see
Pretty soon, I’ll flirt with thee
And be a charming little fay
I don’t know why, but that’s okay
(Train stops, and everyone gets out. No one notices th Half-Blood Prince lurking in the shadows)
HBP:
Here I am, the Half-Blood Prince
I’ll soon turn Potter into mince
I’m a sneaky little flea
And fandom’s guessing who I be
There are some things that are debated
Like if my title’s hyphenated
But who cares, just ask the author
I’M HERE TO MURDER HARRY POTTER!!!