November 19, 2010
Hogwarts Dream by Harry Potter

So yeah I might have revamped a few pop songs to be about Hogwarts last night…. I might start posting them. The first one is Katy Perry’s Teenage Dream but it’s about Harry pleading for Voldemort’s love. 

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You think I’m pretty without any dress robes on

You think I’m funny when I transfigure my teacup wrong

I know you get me, so I’ll let my walls come down, down

Before you met me, I was an average kid

But then you killed my parents and made me The Boy Who Lived

Now every October I’ll remember the night they died… and made me feel alive

Let’s go all the way tonight

No regrets, just love

We can duel until we die

You and I

Are bound together forever

You make me feel like I’m livin’ a

Hogwarts Dream

The way you hurt my scar

I can’t lie

I love your snake nose

Let’s stop bein’ enemies,

Just let me in your jeans.

My heart stops

Every time I yearn

Just one touch

And I feel my scar burn

This is real

So baby please

Forget that old prophecy

And fall back in love with me

We drove to Diagon and got drunk in the Leaky

Got a room upstairs and then we both took some E

Our wands have the same cores, and I don’t mean literally.

I mean our penises.

Let’s go all the way tonight

No regrets, just love

We can duel until we die

You and I

Are bound together forever

You make me feel like I’m livin’ a

Hogwarts Dream

The way you hurt my scar

I can’t lie

I love your snake nose

Let’s stop bein’ enemies,

Just let me in your jeans.

My heart stops

Every time I yearn

Just one touch

And I feel my scar burn

This is real

So baby please

Forget that old prophecy

And fall back in love with me

My heart beats against my chest

In my skin tight sweater vest

Be your Hogwarts Dream tonight

I’m the Boy Who Lived

And I got so much to give

Be your Hogwarts Dream tonight

You make me feel like I’m livin’ a

Hogwarts Dream

The way you hurt my scar

I can’t lie

I love your snake nose

Let’s stop bein’ enemies,

Just let me in your jeans.

My heart stops

Every time I yearn

Just one touch

And I feel my scar burn

This is real

So baby please

Forget that old prophecy

And fall back in love with me

— by Monique Danser