The Department of Mysteries (a filk)

[Haggridd]

No: HPFGUIDX 80179

This is a filk of the song "Lullaby of Broadway" from the musical
"Forty-Second Street, titled "The Department of Mysteries,"


I dedicate this filk to Amy Z., whom I don't get to talk to as much
anymore, now that she's on the Left Coast.   :-(

               The Department of Mysteries
(SCENE:  The Forbidden Forest. Harry is anxious to go with Ron and
Hermione to rescue his godfather from Lord Voldemort, but is reluctant
to include Ginny, Luna or Neville.)

HARRY: 
[Spoken]
I'm sorry that your help isn't for me. I'm goin' back there all alone!

NEVILLE:
What was it you you've just said, "All alone?"
We were all in the D.A. together, and this is the first chance 
We've had to do something real, and you say: "All alone?"

NEVILLE, LUNA and GINNY:
We'll come along and hurry to 
The Department of Mysteries.
All the rest of the D.A. too, 
The Department of Mysteries.
We want to help fight You-Know-Who,
We want to see him cursed.
We know what we're getting into, 
We haven't been coerced.


HARRY:
When those Death Eaters "A.K." recite,
They really aren't kidding.
If you get hit by that green light,
It means you're gone.
Hang on, Padfoot, 
Hang on, though you're on your knees.
Hold tight, Padfoot,
Hold tight, Harry hears your pleas,
He'll fly to the Department of Mysteries..

NEVILLE, LUNA and GINNY:
Come on and let us all go to 
The Department of Mysteries.
The three of you are far too few, 
For Department of Mysteries.


We've trained hard for the main event,
We're certain they can't harm us.
We've practiced our Impediment-
A and Expelliarmus

HARRY:
Hush! I can't believe I'm hearin' this;
You don't know what you're sayin'.
If you get a Dementor's Kiss
Your soul will freeze:
Hold on, Snuffles,
Hold on, try not to appease.
Hang tight, Snuffles,
Hang tight, Harry's sure that he's
Comin' to the Department of Mysteries.


NEVILLE, LUNA and GINNY:
Come on Harry, we cannot wait,
The Department of Mysteries
Is far away, and if we get there late 
Poor Sirius is history.
The rumble of the Thestrals' wings,
Shows how to do the rescue.
Now, Harry, we can see those things, 
But how about Ron? 
Hang on, Sirius.
Hang on, we're all on our way.

HARRY:
[Spoken]
Let's do it!

NEVILLE, LUNA, GINNY, RON AND HERMIONE:
[Cheers!]


ALL:
[Singing]
Come on along-
Come on along we're goin' to 
The Department of Mysteries.
The Death Eaters are good as through. 
The Department of Mysteries.
Our band will fly to London town,
And ev'ryone is ready.
We'll knock all the Dark Wizards down. 
They'll rue the day!
Hurry to the Department of 
Mysteries!

(The contingent of Dumbledore's Army mounts their Thestrals and set
off for London.)


-Haggridd