FILK: Nothing

[Caius Marcius]

No: HPFGUIDX 91452

Nothing

To the tune of the same name from A Chorus Line

MIDI at:

http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/Studio/8849/Moviemusicals/Resu
me/songs

Dedicated to Gail (I managed to sneak in a little Karkaroff for you, 
babe!) 

THE SCENE: SNAPE describes his hate/hate relationship with Harry

SNAPE (spoken): Beginning with his first year, Potter was assigned to 
my class. Admittedly, I still harbored a little animosity toward 
James, but I was willing to let bygones be bygones. Anyway, it's our 
first day of Potions class: we're in the dungeon, and I'm being just 
as friendly and helpful as I can be. I ask Potter one simple little 
query about powdered root of asphodel (utter softball of a question, 
really, a chance for him to look good) and he gives me this hateful, 
impertinent stare. My initial appearance in Canon, mind you, and I'm 
eager to make a good first impression. Instead, he makes me look like 
a complete ogre, to the point that most first-time readers think I'm 
the villain. "Just like his father." I thought, "Defiant, arrogant." 
A resemblance that has only grown worse over time

 

(music)
Twice a week for five years I have tried to teach him Potions
Stir up potions in my class
Twice a week for five years I have tried to teach him wormwood
It's no durn good, he gives sass
For he snuck right down to the dungeon of my room
For boomslang I had inside.
Yes, he snuck right down to the dungeon of my room
And he lied, he lied!

(spoken) And Karkaroff was goin' "Eek! Eek!
I see the snake, I see the skull,
I feel the burn!"
And I turned to Potter and I said:
"Okay, celebrity, what did you steal?"

(music) And he said...
"Nothing, I've stolen nothing,"
Then he says, "Nothing, not even Gillyweed."
That boy's a liar,
I mean entire!
I'd love to pour some Polyjuice into his mead!

(spoken) But I said to myself, "Hey, if he keeps on crossing lines, 
he's gonna get nailed. Even Dumbledore gonna have to call him on it, 
eventually."

Diff'rent time, still Year Four,
As we held the TriWiz Tourney,
For both Durmstrang, Beauxbaton 
Dumbledore, he would say,
"Very good, we'll ask the Goblet.
Choose, O Goblet, three champions!"
And he reached right out to the Goblet of the flame
To see who the champs would be...
Yes, he reached right out to the Goblet of the flame
And he read, "H.P.!"
The brat yelled,
"Nothing!"
I have done nothing!"
Dumble would not this Potter entry snub
He's in the Doomspell, it made me fume well
How our faculty were joining his fan club.

(spoken) At least I had the consolation of knowing that I was 
Potter's worst nightmare. I didn't let him get away with a thing, let 
me tell you! And then Dumbledore said, "Severus, I need you to give 
Potter Occlumency lessons." Merlin's beard! A tedious and unrewarding 
task – but if nothing else, I would gain a degree of satisfaction 
from this – a unique opportunity to see how I've penetrated into 
Potter's very subconscious, of how I torment and plague the innermost 
sanctum of his soul
.. 

Six p.m teaching to Harry Potter 
Occlumency,
Occlumency, on his knees.
Six p.m. gazing at Harry Potter
Let me see it,
Help me see I'm his unease.
And I saw right down to the bottom of his soul
Reading between lines of his mind,
Looking through the top to the bottom of his soul
Here is what I find:
Of me there's nothing! In his pain nothing!
He's suffered trauma, but none of it from me!
His cousin harmed him
So did dementors
But Sev'rus Snape gave him not one bad memory


A few weeks later my Pensieve thoughts he eyed
As he dug right down to the bottom of my soul
And pried--
Now thinks I'm nothing...  

    -	CMC

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