I probably know what you're asking. Where is Super A?!?! I have taken a break from my Jungle Book fanfic to work on an even bigger story. But right now I want to tell you a very funny (even scary) story on how Harry Potter really died. Enjoy!

Note: I do not own Harry Potter or the lyrics or song "Thanks for the memories" by Fall Out Boy.

Thanks for the prophesy by Super A

Harry Potter and his friends had come to the Ministry of Magic to find Harry's godfather, Sirius. Unfortunately Sirius was dead and now Harry had a prophesy that the Death Eaters in the next room were ready to kill for, literally. He had run into the Atrium when suddenly the last person Harry wanted to meet appeared in the room. Lord Voldemort was wearing a very triumphant look on his face. "Hello Harry," he said in a misty, yet evil, voice, "I'll be taking that prophesy now". "Never," Harry shot back, "not after what your little girlfriend did to Sirius"! "Now, now, lets be calm," persuaded Voldemort, "how about I just sing a little song". "What," said a confused Harry, "a song"? But Voldemort was already moving his wand and suddenly a stage with a black curtain and a Dark Mark on top appeared. The top, left, and right sides of the stage opened and Lucius Malfoy on guitar, Bellatrix Lestrange on the drums, and Severus Snape on the other guitar, (I'm not that familiar with instruments,)popped out of the holes. Music began playing and Voldemort began singing. Harry couldn't do anything but watch.

"I'm gonna make you bend and break, (It sends you to me without wait), Say a prayer, but let the good times roll! In case God doesn't show… (Let the good times roll, let the good times roll) And I want these words to make things right, but it's the wrongs that make words come to life, "who does he think he is?" If that's the worst you got, better put your fingers back to the keys!

One night and one more time, Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great; "He tastes like you only sweeter"! One night, yeah, and one more time, Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories; "He, he tastes like you only sweeter"!

Been looking forward to the future, when my eyesight is going bad, And this crystal ball. It's always cloudy except for, (except for) when you look into the past (look into the past), one night stand… (One night stand off), One night and one more time, Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great; "He tastes like you only sweeter"! One night, yeah, and one more time, Thanks for the memories, (thanks for the memories); "he, he, tastes like you only sweeter"!

They say I only think in the form of crunching numbers. In hotel rooms collecting page six lovers. Get me out of my mind and get you out of those clothes. I'm a liner away from getting you into the mood, whoa.

By this time Harry was laughing so hysterically he didn't even hear the song stop. "Avada kedavra!" shouted Voldemort. A green light hit Harry and he fell to the ground, dead. "Well that was easy" said Voldemort as he picked up the prophesy, "come, I thought we should try and kill Dumbledore with a chorus of Fergalicious".

Prologue

Voldemort did, in fact, kill Albus Dumbledore. He soon conquered the wizarding and muggle world and was the most powerful being in the galaxy. He then started the hit band Voldemort and the Death Eaters and became famous, rich, and he married his sweetheart Bellatrix Lestrange. But that wasn't until after he killed off Fall Out Boys, Fergie, and lots of other famous bands so that Voldemort's band would gain copyright for their songs…

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