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So right now I am really really missing Leanne. I haven't talked to her in AGES and I have tons I want to tell her and to share with her; even though if she popped up online right now (which is unlikely to happen as she's at the Latin convention) I'm not even entirely sure what I would say to her. And I'm not even entirely sure what to say in this.

For the past few weeks (2 or 3) I'd been convinced I was getting better -- don't get me wrong, not at all COMPLETELY better but a hell of a lot better than I've been say a month or two ago. After the 4th of July I expected to be bed-sick for a good week for pushing myself but I was able to sit up and do stuff the very next day; which I really didn't expect. And after the carwash I also expected to be sick for a week or so but I was good after only a day of semi-resting and for these past 2(ish?) weeks I've been writing a ..... well I'm not even sure WHAT to call it. I've been calling it a "Fred and George Choose-Your-Own Adventure Quiz-Story" (I would call it a short story but the "first year" only stretches across like 7 days total -- glimpses of a month and a half of stuff -- and already the 4 days I have written are over 70 notebook pages and I have extensive plot networks in this although short stories are supposed to retain rather simplistic plots -- which by the way is why I'm a novelist through and through, the complications a plot has, the more I enjoy it) mostly because I heavily shy from calling it a fanfiction. This is pretty much as close as I can get to writing a fanfiction without having a moral breakdown -- as funny as that sounds to fan-fic well fans.

Anyone's EVER talked to me about fan-fics knows full well why I despise them so much so I really won't bother giving my hateful reasons (they wouldn't be very coherent right now anyways, I'm quite doped up.) but let's just say they have some fan-fic style quizzes on Quizilla.com and for whatever reason the majority of those don't bug me very much and some not at all (some of them do though and I can't AT all explain it) and so as a compromise to all the friends/aquaintances of mine who are fan-fic fans and have been trying to get me to read and write my own for the past three years I'm writing one of my own -- except a lot better than the ones that exist on Quizilla because I'm making it like a Choose-Your-Own-Adventure where the answers will actually give you different results and stuff. And it'll be much cooler because it's going to go up on my website (if I can ever getting working again ARGH) and yeah... I've planned out links and things and it's kind of hard for me to explain so you'll just have to see it.

I normally hate Choose-Your-Own-Adventure books. Mostly because they're dumb, poorly written, have no real coherent plot (well it is harder when you have to fit 37 plots in one little 200 page paperback book but still) and most of the "plots" suck. No offense meant to anyone who actually adores these books or anything, that is of course just my opinion. In third grade I had no life and spent ALL my team reading so I went through the entire children's section of the library, all of the books my teacher had in her classroom and about 4/5ths of the Hastings school library before I was finally steered in the direction of books that would take me longer to read. (Shakespeare, Xanth, Charles Dickens -- Mark Twain was actually part of the stuff I read as a result of reading all those children's library books though) Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to brag here, I'm just explaining that I went through a good 70 Choose-Your-Own-Adventure books and I can't even tell you why since after a while they pissed me off to no end and I had to write down all the different turns I took. I REALLY like real books. So WHY am I writing this story thing in such a way??? I have no idea.

I guess it's because I've attempted to fix all the things that bugged me about those books:
1) turning to page such and such, turning back to page whatever -- Because this will be online (eventually -- at the moment as I mentioned I'm writing it out in notebook form which means it's still actually readable like a normal-ish story) there won't be any such page turning; it'll be more "quiz-like" with questions/answers at the end of each section linking you to a new page so you can read it straight through.
2) There was only ONE result that would give you a good story, and the other 20 something were all bad and usually ended in death -- in mine they aren't really any BAD versions. Some people may say this takes the excitement/realism out of it I say that they don't have to read it :P
3) Plot coherency -- the lack of it in the CYOA books always bugged the heck out of me. In my story there are basic plots with multiple subplots/diversions -- kind of like an rpg computer game where you've got the main quest but along the way are lots of little side-quests, missions. (*cough* Baldur's Gate I love you) Which is the kind of thing I love actually. The few CYOA stories I liked ran mostly the way I described, one basic very large plot with certain little side adventures. Now this isn't to say that there won't be any ... options that make drastic differences on the plot, it just means there are a lot fewer which actually enables it to have a real plot and thus plot coherency. :)

Some more notes on it: It's not really in a true story format. The narration is completely second person (*You* do this, would *you* like some coffee? Do *you* want to go to the common room or kitchens? etc. etc -- First person is *I* walked down to the store, 3rd person is *he* was having an awful day; just in case you wanted to know and didn't already) which is something I have never ever done before (2nd person narration I mean). It's a lot more difficult than you'd expect, especially since all the verb conjugation is in present terms instead of past tense which drives me nuts sometimes. Still, this makes it more like it's actually the reader on the adventure as is the idea in most rpging and stuff. Which is what the quiz things on Quizilla do by the way -- making them different from most fan-fictions which are generally 3rd person and refer only to their take on the characters (instead of having you be in an "adventure" with the characters.)

It's also a romance sort of thing because as I continuously mention, it's based on the quizzes at Quizilla and it involves the Weasley twins and Charlie (sort of on Charlie.... it's kind of an option but you still go with one of the twins for a while though at the VERY end you can go with Charlie) so yeah def. a girly thing. Definitely. Definitely. (But just for clarification I don't go nearly as far with the romance thing on um ... a ... uh ... sexual level... as most of the quiz things and a lot of the fanfics do because that is one of the things I have issues with but that has more to do with my "innocent" upbringing rather than my moral qualms against fanfics.) But it's still hypothetically readable by a straight guy if either he a) skipped those parts or b) read it without getting mentally absorbed (but I should state right now, I know quite a few guys who couldn't seperate themselves enough from the you personification not to want to puke.)

Hmmmm other things to say about it... (as you can tell, I'm actually quite proud of, having GREATLY thought it out and put a good deal effort into it.) It starts off with you (a 10-year old girl) going to Hogwarts in your first year (same year as the twins) and basically the entire purpose of the first year is for background information that plays a part in the third year and moreso in the the 4th year -- the first year is skippable as are the introductions to it but I don't recommend it, it's got some mad fun stuff in there. And then it goes up about a month and half (up to "your" birthday) before ending and then jumping up to your fifth year (Harry's 3rd year, aka PoA) and continuing from there which is when things really start getting interesting. And like I said, I have TONS planned out. I'd have to have this much already written when I'm not "that far."

Now I started writing it I think about two weeks ago (it might actually have only been a week but because I'm sick all my days blur really badly) and I've been working on it practically every day -- which ties me back to the beginning of this entry when I talking about me doing better; normally this excercise in creativity and writing would have been completely impossible but for some reason I've been able to do it with only mild-ish setbacks (instead of vicious week-long hiatuses with migraines coming in after only 5 minutes of writing.) However there are several differences between this and say working on my book. For one thing it's drasticallly more informal than even a regular short story would be for me (even though as I already explained, the plot process in it is more novel-like) making it more like one of those online quiz things that I've created than say working on my novel.

Don't get me wrong, I'd LOVE to go back to writing my novel... I'd give the WORLD to go back to writing my novel or a more serious story but that I can write at all makes me so happy I feel like I could fly and I am so GRATEFUL to God for helping me find a way to be able to do something *like* writing again. So so so so so so SOOOOOO grateful.

And really, this is fun. :) My two favorite parts of writing are the mental construction before I get it all out on paper and then seeing people's reactions as they read it -- both of which I am happily getting :) lol My sister kept bugging me to read whatever I had (after like a page or so of writing she'd bug me all over again to read more) and since I just LOVE having an audience read my stuff I naturally gave in and since she likes it so much she kept telling my Mom and Pat about it and so then they got hooked on it and so then Mr. Negativity (aka my unsupportive Dad) decided he had to read it too (though he had nothing but complaints about it because of course he takes himself much too seriously when it comes to reading my stuff -- he long ago took it upon himself to be my editor and since I've been writing this in a general half-daze/half-migraine fog the grammar is not so great and it turns out those common typos I make on the computer nonstop are actually my brain's fault, not my fingers. For whatever reason I cannot think coherently how to write in a legible fully formed-words way.)

Plus it mentally feeds my Fred obsession (which I'm sure you may have noticed by now lol) with my constant plot-scheming whenever I'm not in the midst of writing -- hehe, one of my fav. things to do is play music when I'm playing Nintendo with Patrick or Laura so then I'm almost completely in that far away world in my head, dancing with Fred and plotting out more of my story :D.

So yeah so back to how this fits into my past few weeks..... I went and saw Beauty and the Beast @ Northshore with my grandparents which was COMPLETELY awesome! (Especially the choreography) It was a lot darker than I expected though... oh and it turns out I have to make a mental switch in my brain from the English Writer part of me to the Thesbian Director side. I watched the first half of the play completely in English writer mode analyzing all the plot mechanics, themes (wow let me tell you... you don't notice them in the movie but in the play there are like a good 7 or 8 themes which REALLY stand out and pull at you) dialogue etc before I was able to make the switch to enjoying the dancing, music and "directory things." Proof once again that Shakespeare is AMAZING. He can fit them all into a play at the same time without having to worry about being too caught up in one aspect. Seriously, Shakespeare; pure brilliance I tell you.

So before and after the play, Laura and I hung out at my Grandparents for like half a week which was nice -- it's also where I first *really* started my writing on this story (I'd technically started it a few days before while at my house but I'd only gotten like 5 pages by the time I got there and then while there I got over 20 pages written, though; mind you, these are notebook pages and so don't count the same as say my book and eventually they're going to be put on a website so it won't count the same way at all, but it's a good way for me to keep track of how far I am.) and hence why Laura kept wanting to read it page by measley little page.

Hmmmm let's see what else? I've gotten 2 lessons completed in all of my classes now (2 out of 9 or 10) which is very good, and for a while that was also feeding to my hopes about being nearly all better except then I got a migraine from pushing myself too hard with the history (hence why I'm still sick today) so that kind of shot it down a bit BUT I AM getting at least a little better :D :D :D and maybe come fall, Color Guard won't actually kill me!

Which reminds me, I don't think I've mentioned anything about how the carwash went! Well let's see, we worked up $200 (mostly from our own parents who decided to get their cars washed) and the new band director was SUPPOSED to go but he's not finished moving into Westboro yet (which is understandable I guess but I'm ticked off at him for other reasons which I'll explain in a tad....) and we found out from our "Coach" that we're not getting jackets after all.... Oh no no no no. Jackets would be SENSIBLE. Jackets would be SMART. Jackets would be bloody well PERFECT. And we can't do anything that would actually be good and smart for once! *inner cry of anguish* No... of course not. *deep sigh* Once again my lovely Coach and the band director have completely decided to do something of their own doing without consulting ANYONE that they're actually affecting (or me, the would-be so-called wanna-be captain with four years of experience doing color guard work to their oh wait... none) and they've decided to get long-sleevd, black, lycra pant suits. The kind that are one peice and have a zipper from your tail-bone to your neck. Yeah.... for anyone who's actually still reading this let me just explain as calmly and rationally as I can that these things are the absolutely STUPIDEST things ever picked for a costume (and believe me we have some REALLY bad ones.)

In my coach and new directors defense their reasoning is that because they are long-sleeved we will be warm in the winter and their thought was to get these ridiculous pant suit things because then we could have Sashes that match the band music being played on the field (this year it's going to be PotC, which I'm for but um wtf???) Yes that's right. Sashes to go with the music. This, in and of itself is a very very very dumb idea. I meant first off they have to get changed every year (and that's expensive and HELLO!?!?!?! MONEY PROBLEMS WITH THE SCHOOL!!!! REMEMBER?!?!?!?!?!? This SO goes under frivolous ridiculous way out of line spending) and um hello again SASHES. Maybe they haven't noticed but we're a flag corps (freaking grrr.... we should be a color guard and drill team and do something besides just plain flags btw) and when you twirl things close to your body it gets easily caught in loose-ish clothing.... baggy sweathshirst, wide pockets, hoods, hats etc. Now you know what a sash is like... now if a flag can get something as minor as a baggy sweatshirt how long do you think it would take before we were completely caught up in a sash????? And um yeah... while your TWIRLING??? It's a sash for god sakes, what are the odds it would even stay and on not completely fall supposing that it doesn't actually get caught up in the flag?

*deep calming breaths* Now let's go on to those lovely pant suits... Black, lycra, long-sleeved, one-piece, zip-in the back, skin tight, only comes in certain sizes where *I* will have to wear the largest size there is (and let's keep in mind I'm really not THAT big...) and anyone with less of a figure than me (and again keep in mind, my figure's not really that great. It's okish... not very much more) won't be able to fit at all. So um yeah..... let's break all that down shall we?

Firstly black = one of school colors. Good good... Black and red jackets would be perfect. Only problem with black is that it's really hot in summer but black pants are sort of livable-ish (provided that they're not double-lined) and if it's on a jacket who cares?

Secondly: lyra... hmm not so great. Lycra is kind of stretchablish but not a lot to make it one of it assets and it's pretty thin. In something that goes under things this is not a bad idea, lycra is ok there. If you just have a uniform made out of lycra though you're going to freeze to death because even cotton is much much warmer. (Lycra also somewhat takes on the cold or heat in the air but more on the weather factor in a tad.) Lycra uniforms have never ever ever been made to be worn outdoors, they are generally the flashy sparkly indoor kind of uniforms that look great but aren't exactly what one might call.... practical? Not to mention it frays easily, for proof I only need to dig out the old leotards we had my freshman year. They were only one year old at the time and now they're all white splotched with the rubbery threads coming out and patches of fuzziness (even though lycra is a smooth material) where the threads are getting shredded even though they were only used a total of 2 and a half seasons.

Thirdly: Long-sleeved. Long-sleeves are the only course to go in winter. We have to go out there Thanksgiving Day and freeze our butts off while we wave flags around of COURSE we want long-sleeves. Just not for the first 3 to 4 games, Memorial Day, and sometimes (though not this year) Homecoming Parade. Then you really want short sleeves because otherwise you'll die in the 90 degree heat. One of those things I love about fall. You start off burning to death, and then you freeze by the end of it in cold, icy snow. Scratch that. I love it when it doesn't apply to me having to live in either extreme. I like the medium of October. This is why jackets are perfect (not to be obsessive on this fact it's just that I've been suggesting jackets like what the cheerleaders have ever since I STARTED color guard and I still see it as the perfect idea, although our sweatshirts were also very good) because you can wear them in the winter when you're cold but you don't have to wear them in the summer. You can wear a T-Shirt instead. And on Memorial Day it is almost always a must (unless it's raining) that you have to be able to go in short sleeves because otherwise you die (hyperbolically speaking that is) of heat exhaustion. But again, jackets = good. You can wear them when it's cold and take them off when it's hot.

Fourthly: One-piece. Oh no no no no no. This is A VERY VERY bad idea. Dresses for example are one piece. They are not a good idea. We have ancient dresses -- I prefer to think of them as the flasher uniforms because like it would be in anime, oh look a breeze of wind and now I'm flashing everyone. Also, one piece = non-flexibility. I don't mean flexibility in the sense that you can't bend over (even though you can't in those dresses) I mean that you can't decide hmmm, it's really hot today I think we'll skip the jackets (which as I just explained is an absolute must in early fall and Memorial Day) and it completely locks you into wearing that the entire time. ALL bloody season long. There's absolutely no changability involved. One-peice is a very very very very bad idea. And hey let's add all the rest of the above of what we've go so far....
~Black, lycra, long-sleeved..... HOLD IT AND FREEZE!!!!
Black as we earlier discusses is hot. As everyone knows, it absorbs heat from the sun. This is a very VERY bad thing in hot weather and not nearly enough help in winter when the sun rays aren't as warming. And lycra??? BLACK lycra at that?!?! What bone-head thought that up? Again, lycra = inside uniform. It's thin, (very bad in winter unless you're wearing it under something but since it's a one-piece fat chance) it's not remotely waterproof (hello jackets?? Jackets are at the very least a LITTLE waterproof!) and it absorbs the temperature around you. And um... again BLACK long-sleeved lycra?!?! Can you say summer death trap??? Wtf were they thinking we would do Memorial Day? And again half of our games are early fall!

*Note: here I have to give my coach some credit. She did realize that full-body black was a bad idea for summer however she is delusioned and convinced that 95% of our stuff is in the dead of winter. Let's take a look at a calendar to verify this shall we.... hmmm Summer ends Sept 21st, winter begins Dec. 21st. Our football schedule goes from the first week of Sept. to the last week of November. And again to be fair, that's not entirely how the seasons work especially weather-wise in New England; but it's more like half to 1/3rd our stuff is in summery weather which is still a far cry from 5%. Also she has apparently never ever ever worked with lycra before because she didn't realize that it's not actually a warm material. Yes, it will be stifling those lovely summer games but I attribute that more to it's being long-sleeved, high-collared blackness. Like I said lycra = flashy colors, indoor material.

Moving along, fifthly: Zip in the back... In a dress this is practical. In a sweatshirt it's just plain dumb. In a pant-suit it's beyond irritating. The zippers in the back of a one-piece pant-suit make it that you can't unzip yourself, thus you cannot get out of it on your own (making bathroom trips rather difficult wouldn't you say?) Clearly our coach and new band director have never ever on their life had to deal with one-piece pant suits like this and actually stay in them for several hours. While this is merely only an irritation not something drastically bad it does add to my frustration.

Sixthly: Skin-tight. Oh... very bad idea. While I approve of it on the sake of twirling (nothing to get caught in) and if it was JUST me I'm worried about, I wouldn't give very much of a damn but.... I'm Captain. The only reason I've stuck with this stupid thing is because I take my responsibilities probably much more seriously than I should and I stick it out for as long as I'm around and if my Coach and Director aren't going to look out for the others, than it falls to me. I don't like skin-tightness in general but it's certainly not of my angst or peeves, it's just not in my style sense... however there are some of us who are not going to look remotely flattering in something that hugs that much to one's curves -- and I'll confess right here and now I've fallen a great deal out of shape since I got CFS because I haven't been exercising and as such I have put on a bit more of weight that I'd like to show to the world but of the girls in the group, my lack of shape is only middling in comparison and I can tell you flat out, Laura won't even continue DOING color guard if she has to wear something like that. She'll have a break-down.

Seventhly: Sizes... heheheh.... again this is not so great. For some obscure reason (perhaps it has to do with the lycra material itself) they don't MAKE one-size lycra pantsuits more than 1 size bigger than what I can fit into. And again, I'm not *that* big. I am probably the second biggest (after Laura) girl on the team but only because I'm almost 18 (as opposed to the majority of them who are 15/16 and are only just beginning to fill out) have a size D bra and I'm a Coutinho girl.... (just for clarification, once girls on my Dad's side of the family reach 17 they tend to not weigh less than 140 even when they're NOT in any way overweight simply because of what um I like to refer to as a "carrying babies" factor.) However.... that still leaves Laura... Where they don't even MAKE something remotely her size and if we do go out of our way (which is a slight possibility) to find something specialized in her size range you can bet that it's not going to be good... Not to mention it's one-peice.... like one-peice bathing suit designs-ish. *sigh* And well all know my own personal woes with that I think (small butt, large top)

And again, in both my Coach and new director's defense: NEITHER of them have EVER worked with a color guard before. My coach was in a flag corps 8 years ago but she wasn't at a leadership position and so doesn't really know how to a) teach the stuff and b) how to run it. That's ok, that's why I've stuck around to help. What I do have a problem with is that so far my coach is just brushing off my attempts to calmly (and I did a hell of a job keeping clear of sarcasm, animosity, and condescion) explain the situation with the uniforms to her (and keep in mind, she told us we were getting jackets, spun around and behind our backs got something totally different and didn't say a word about it until after we were stuck IN the fundraiser for them and after they'd already made the decision without asking us -- and from experience I can tell you it doesn't matter if you're an adult and not a kid, if you run a girl's group of anything like that you'll find really fast that you won't have one.)

Which is why the super-huge vent. She wouldn't even let me tell her why it's a bad idea, nevermind explain it. Whenever I started to mention the heat factor she insisted that literally 95% of the stuff was in cold winter and wouldn't listen to the lycra thing (about how it's not warm) OR the sash is the dumbest thing EVER bit. *deep breath* So now during band camp I have to try talking to the director and convincing him that my 4 years of experience really do give me some background in knowing what the hell I'm talking about and that jackets are THE WAY to go...

Hmmm that's interesting. Out of nowhere I now have Band on the Run Stuck in my head. Actually, I shouldn't say out of nowhere... I was reading Harry Potter Filks (take-offs of songs) earlier and one of them was a Black's on the Run (to Band on the Run) but as that was several hours ago and it hadn't been in my head since.... lol Actually a lot of the filks were completley hilarious. :) They had a whole bunch that went to VeggieTales songs (which was one of the things I really wanted to show to Leanne but now I'm not so sure she'd like it.) lol they are really funny though... they took a whole bunch of musicals and completely revamped the songs and turned them into Harry Potter musicals, absolutely some hilarious stuff.

Just to share four of my favorites: (the first two because they're the three in my story, the third because it makes me roll on the floor with laughter because I can just picture it so well, and the last because I'm an avid Remus Lupin fan, probably the whole werewolf aspect... *howls at the moon* heheh definitely something that needs to be shared with Leanne)

If We Had A Million Galleons to the tune of If I Had A Million Dollars by my personal favorites BNL:

FRED: If we had a million galleons, GEORGE: If we had a million galleons,
FRED: We'd make lots of fake wands. GEORGE: Fake wands that squawk and turn into chickens

FRED: If we had a million galleons, GEORGE: If we had a million galleons,
FRED: We'd make ton-tongue toffies GEORGE: And send a few to dear old Dudley.

FRED: If we had a million galleons, GEORGE: If we had a million galleons,
FRED: We'd buy Dad a new car. GEORGE: A nice Muggle automobile.

FRED: If we had a million galleons BOTH: We'd build our store!
FRED: If we had a million galleons GEORGE: We could make-up business cards.

FRED: If we had a million galleons GEORGE: Lee could help -- it wouldn't be that hard.
FRED: If we had a million galleons GEORGE: Maybe we could put a little tiny spell on the cards...

FRED (SPEAKING): Yeah, like it would stick to their fingers and wouldn't come off until they came to the store...

GEORGE (SPEAKING): ...yeah, then we'd take the card off after they bought at least three things!

FRED (SP): Hey, some people may not like that!

GEORGE (SP): Well, can you blame them? FRED(SP): Well... yeah.

FRED: If we had a million galleons, GEORGE: If we had a million galleons,
FRED: We'd buy Ron new dress robes. GEORGE: But not dress robes with lace, that's cruel.

FRED: If we had a million galleons, GEORGE: If we had a million galleons,
FRED: We'd buy a magical pet. GEORGE: Yup, like a Phoenix or a Billywig.

FRED: If we had a million galleons, GEORGE: If we had a million galleons,
FRED:We'd make tons of canary creams. GEORGE: Oooh, all them crazy feathers everywhere!

FRED: If we had a million galleons, BOTH: We'd start our store!
FRED: If we had a million galleons, GEORGE: We wouldn't have to floo to our store.

FRED: If we had a million galleons, GEORGE: We'd fly on Firebolts cuz they cost more.
FRED: If we had a million galleons, GEORGE: We wouldn't have to eat Mom's dinners

FRED (SPEAKING): But we would eat Mom's dinners. GEORGE (SPEAKING): Of course we would, we'd just buy her really expensive ingredients. FRED (SP): Yeah, that's right, like all the fanciest wizard ketchups. GEORGE (SP): Mmmm....

FRED: If we had a million galleons, GEORGE: If we had a million galleons,
FRED: We'd eat a ton of chocolate frogs. GEORGE: But not eat real live frogs, that's cruel.

FRED: If we had a million galleons, GEORGE: If we had a million galleons,
FRED: We'd make our own bombs. GEORGE: Yeah, like dung-, letter- or cherry-.

FRED: If we had a million galleons, GEORGE: If we had a million galleons,
FRED: We could buy Dobby the house-elf, GEORGE: Haven't you always wanted a house-elf!

FRED: If we had a million galleons, BOTH: We'd own our store!
FRED: If we had a million galleons, GEORGE: If we had a million galleons,

(repeat 2 more times)

BOTH: We'd be rich!

I Am Charlie, To the Tune of America from West Side Story:

CHARLIE:
I am Charlie, an older Weasley
And you can tell I'm not measley.
Since I work with dangerous dragons,
I'm muscular and buff and handsome;
Brave and smart and kind some.
Modesty not withstanding,
I'm a piece of eye candy.
I'm playing with fire lit'rally.
Don't forget me, I am Charlie!

My life is hot in Romania,
Dragons I've caught in Romania.
Got burned a lot in Romania,
Norbert I've got in Romania.

A Gryffindor Seeker was I
Following Snitches in the sky.
Now I follow dragons for fun.
(Snitch ain't got nothing on dragons!)

My life is great in Romania,
Keep dragons straight in Romania.
Burn salve can wait in Romania,
Scars I don't hate in Romania.

Don't like to go to the Burrow
Cuz Mom's brow at me will furrow.
She fusses all over my burns,
Saying her stomach it will churn.

It's dangerous in Romania,
I'm courageous in Romania,
And flirtatious in Romania,
With death, of course, in Romania.

I've handled Norwegian Ridgebacks, Common Welsh Greens,
Hebridian Blacks every day, people!
And when you hear the Welsh Greens go, "ROAR, ROAR, ROAR"
Better get out of the way, people!

There's also Hungarian Horntails, Swedish Short Snouts,
Peruvian Vipertooths, people!
And when I'm getting scorched I go "HEE, HEE, HEE!"
That is why my name is "CHAR"-lie!

Marry some day in Romania?
Well, who can say, in Romania?
She'll have to stay in Romania,
With dragons play in Romania.

When all of us gather at home,
Outside St. Ottery Catchpole,
We rid the garden of brown gnomes
By tossing, 50 feet's the goal..

I'm living free in Romania.
All right by me in Romania.
Safe as can be in Romania?
No guarantees in Romania.

My brother Bill and I help set up tables
By floating them up in the air, people!
And when they collide hard we laugh, "HA, HA, HA,"
Then fix the leg in a flash, people!

I'm older than Percy, the twins Fred and George,
Then comes Ronald and finally Virginia..
We have fun saying phrases like, "OY, OY, OY!"
Big families can be such fun, people!

Miss them when I'm in Romania.
To them I'll write in Romania.
Send Fred and George to Romania?
Not in your life in Romania!.

Went to Hogwarts for the first task.
Brought dragons four (What kinds?)-- Don't ask.
Mommies with eggs, they are restless.
How get egg? Anyone's guess is.

War I might fight in Romania.
Dragons in flight in Romania.
Don't get uptight in Romania.
Not scared of heights in Romania.

So that's the end in Romania.
Time we've well spent in Romania.
Hope we are friends in Romania.
Goodbye, THE END in Romania!

Thick Bottomed Cauldrons, to the tune of Fat-Bottomed Girls by Queen:

**THE SCENE: Percy is in his room, working on his reports for the Department of International Magical Cooperation, pauses to think about how this job is just the first step on the ladder that will lead him to power within the Ministry of Magic...

PERCY
I got to take reports home tonight,
Ah, and study them by my wand-light!
I'm gonna earn some of Crouch's clout!
Thick bottomed cauldrons help the Magic world go round!

(GUITAR SOLO)

(Hey!)

I was just a skinny lad.
I was always good, not bad,
But there's power to be had at the Ministry - Huh!
Perfect Prefect years five/six,
But to fully get my kicks,
Dumbledore had to make Head Boy out of me.

(Hey!)

(MORE GUITAR)

(Woooo!)
I've been working hard all day,
These reports won't let me play,
Standardizing cauldron thickness for my pay.
But I'd rather work on this
(They see me a tad "obsessed")
Than spend time with all those nutters like the twins.
(C'mon!)
Oh, charts and graphs to take home tonight!
Oh, I'll study them by candlelight!
Oh, and I'll give it all I've got
Thick bottomed cauldrons will make me a Prefect Who Gained Power!
Thick bottomed cauldrons will make me a Prefect Who Gained Power!

(Hey listen here...)
Now this teeny, tiny home
Fills me with the urge to roam;
Ain't no brainy types in this locality ( I mean There are).
But my job gives me this pleasure,
Crunching numbers for my treasure,
Making money climbing up at the Ministry.

(Now get this...)
Oh, (I know) more reports to read tonight (please!)
Oh, down beside the dim firelight!
Oh, it just makes me want to shout,
"Thick bottomed cauldrons will make this Wizard go world-round!"
"Thick bottomed cauldrons will make this Wizard go world-round!"

**Percy is playing a broom like a guitar during this part...**

Get on your brooms and fly!
Ooh yeah oh yeah them thick-bottomed cauldrons!
Thick bottomed cauldrons...Thick bottomed cauldrons...Yeah yeah yeah
Alright, ride 'em, c'mon...Thick bottomed cauldrons...yes yes!

**Punctuating the last three beats by slamming a broom hard on the floor, Percy soon realizes the mess he's made with the now twig-less broom. After he takes a few calming breaths, he pushes his crooked glasses back on his nose, grabs his wand to repair the broom, then goes back to finishing the report.**

Professor Wolf Man to the tune of Superman by Five for Fighting:

REMUS:
I can't stand their fright
Malicious whispering
Rejection, pity, lies.
It's downright maddening.

I'm more than just fangs,
I'm more than a freak,
More than some monster dog,
and DADA geek.
Well, it's not easy to be me.

Wish to hide from the moon.
Fall in love in peace,
Without the fear that I
Might someday kill my kids.

It isn't absurd,
you have to admit
Even werewolves have the right to dream.
I need to be loved,
and not to be feared,
Want to be cared for,
to be revered.
Well, it's not easy to be me.

Run and hide away, away from me,
You'll be alright.
I will crash in the Shack tonight.
My pals will be with me... through everything.

I can't stand this life.
Only Wolfsbane can save me.
Need to hide from everyone,
Even need to hide from me.

I'm only a man,
though once in four weeks,
I turn into a wolf
When the full moon peaks.
I'm only a man,
With a simple dream,
I want to end this curse,
Want to be free,
Want to be free, want to be free.
I want to be free, I want to be free!

I'm also a man,
not your average freak,
I'm also a man
looking for a dream.
I'm also a man,
Oh please hear me speak.
It's not easy... hoo-hoo-hoo.
It's not easy.... to be... me.

Hmmmm I think I'm good closing out here. I have more to say but my head's getting bad and lying down might be a good idea just now (bleh I really don't want to lie down but it doesn't look like I've got a choice.)