Pretty Dragons (filk)

[coriolan_cmc2001]

No: HPFGUIDX 39899

Another Sweeney Todd-derived filk ("You know me, bright ideas just 
pop into my head"), although Canonically-based this time.

Pretty Dragons (from GoF, Chap. 19)

To the tune of Pretty Women from Sondheim's Sweeney Todd

Dedicated to Suzanne Chiles

You can hear an excerpt of this song at:

http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B000002W4L/qid=1024086221/sr=8-
4/ref=sr_8_4/103-6603494-7532658

and a MIDI at:

http://www.broadwaymidi.com/shows/sweeney_todd.html

THE SCENE: HAGRID, promising an important revelation, escorts HARRY 
(under his invisibility cloak) down a pathway away from Hogwarts. 
NOTE: For dramatic purposes, Madame Maxine does not enter until the 
very end of this scene.  

HAGRID (to Harry)
You'll see, sir, before you carry out your task
The challenge that you shall face
So follow me down this winding lane
My purposes I shall soon explain
Why secrecy we must tight maintain
So please keep your cloak in place

HARRY (under his cloak)
I'll try hard to keep apace

Hagrid hums joyously as he walks along. Harry joins in by whistling 
along.

HARRY (spoken)
You're in a merry mood today, Mr. Hagrid.

HAGRID (music)
When I approach things breathing fire
My heart cannot be vexed
These creatures simply so inspire
My soul to sing, like in a choir
How much, how much I so admire


HARRY
They're Skrewts, sir?

HAGRID
More than Skrewts, sir

HARRY
What, sir?

HARRY stops when he hears a deafening roar

HAGRID
Dragons.

HARRY (stunned with fear)
Ah
yes
..dragons
.

HAGRID
Pretty dragons.

HARRY sees a compound in which four ferocious and violently 
struggling dragons are being held in preparation for the Triwizards 
Tournament. CHARLIE WEASLEY heads up a team of Wizards trying to 
subdue them. HAGRID resumes his humming; HARRY tries to whistle 
along, but his throat is now too parched and dry

CHARLIE (to his team)
Now then my friends
Now use your stun spell
Together, employ it
Dragons can't be controlled with traps

HAGRID (to Charlie)
What types do you hold here
Within your compound, sir?

HARRY (to himself)
Oh my!

CHARLIE
A Horntail, Welsh Green,
Fireball, and Short-Snout, sir

HARRY (to himself)
I'll die!

HAGRID (spoken)
Such a pretty Horntail!

HARRY (spoken)
I'm deader than a doornail!

CHARLIE (spoken, overhearing the invisible Harry)
What? What was that?

HAGRID (spoken, escorting Harry away from Charlie)
Oh, nothing, sir, nothing, nothing. Kindly proceed.

HAGRID gazes upon the dragons with a rapturous expression, while 
HARRY's invisible face bears a look of horror

HAGRID (music)
Pretty dragons
Lacerating
Breathing fire
Nesting
Pretty dragons
Are a wonder
Pretty dragons

Rearing on their hind legs
Or roaring with a blare
Something in them
Warms the air

Pretty dragons
.

HARRY
How they threaten
..

HAGRID
Savor the view
.

HARRY
Roasting
..

HAGRID
Blaze forever
.

HARRY
Burning fiercely
..

HAGRID
Pretty dragons
..

BOTH
Pretty dragons!
Blowing away wizards or 
Growing fifty feet

HAGRID
Then they eat

BOTH
Even when they've eaten,
They're famished, they somehow 
Can still remain
Hungry 
Hungry

HAGRID
Ah, pretty dragons

HARRY
Oh, the terror!

HAGRID
All they've charred on


HARRY 
Last-will writing
.

HAGRID
Power soaring
.

HARRY
Death encroaching



HAGRID (simultaneous with below)
How I feel awake!
Glimpse of Heaven
That I'm catching
Pretty dragons, sir!

HARRY  (simultaneous with above)
How they make this boy quake!                        
Soon in Heaven                                            
I'll be living!
Pretty dragons, sir!

HAGRID (simultaneous with below)
Pretty dragons, yes!
Pretty dragons, sir!
Pretty dragons!
Pretty dragons, sir!

HARRY (simultaneous with above)
Pity Harry!
Pity Harry!
Pity Harry!
Pity Harry!

Enter Madame Maxine, who distracts HAGRID's attention enough that 
HARRY decides to run off so as not to be late for his rendezvous with 
Sirius.

  - CMC

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