Response to "Whose Line Is It Anyway" challenge

I own none of the characters, blah, blah, blah, you know the drill.

Here's the premise: In an odd attempt at fostering warmer Muggle/Wizarding relations, Albus Dumbledore has invited Colin Mochrie and Ryan Stiles to Hogwarts to film a special episode of "Whose Line Is It Anyway?" Albus is going to be the guest host of the show and the staff and students of the school are the audience. A draw was held to find the 2 wizarding participants, and the *lucky* winners were Severus Snape and Hermione Granger.

The skits that have to be included are Film Styles (suggestions courtesy of the audience and the scene that has to be acted out is up to you). Also the game of Questions Only (premise of the scene is entirely up to you). A musical number, such as the Hoe Down or the Irish Drinking song, and the Dating Game with Hermione as the Bachelorette and the men as her strange bachelor prospects. You can include any other skits that you'd like to round the story out.

Let the story begin.

Albus Dumbledore pointed his wand at his throat, "Sonorus, Welcome to a special Hogwarts edition of 'Whose Line Is It Anyway?' with our special muggle guests Colin Mochrie and Ryan Styles. Our Hogwarts contestants are Head of Slytherin and Potions master, Professor Severus Snape (a chorus of boos comes from the audience and Snape scowls) and Gryffindor student Hermione Granger. Now lets begin 'Whose Line Is It Anyway' the show where the points don't matter and muggle relations do."

Ryan and Colin smiled, while Hermione fidgeted muttering to herself, Snape continued to scowl.

"Our first game is for Professor Snape and Colin Mochrie and is called 'film styles' (Snape and Colin go to the centre of the floor) Now can some one give me a film style?"

Pansy Parkinson jumps up and down in her seat "Romance"

Dumbledore nods and writes down the suggestion chuckling to himself.

Harry Potter raises his hand "Perry Mason" followed by Ron yelling out "James Bond!"

Dumbledore writes down the requests "Ok, just a couple more."

Colin Creevy shyly raises his hand "A.Austin Powers."

"Ok, that will do, are we ready?"

Colin starts jogging on the spot rubbing his hands together while Snape switches his glare to Dumbledore "No," he mumbles.

"Good. Our first one, romance."

Colin: My sweet love, do not leave me. (Colin flutters his eye lashes)

Snape: (clears his throat) back away or I'll use an unforgivable on you.

Colin: Why can't you forgive me? It was just one night, a mistake, I was drunk, It's Ryan's fault. (Colin points to Ryan and squeals)

The audience laugh, and Dumbledore pushes the buzzer, "Perry Mason"

Colin: So you killed her? What was it? Avada Kedavara or poison?

(The audience gasp playing along.)

Snape: What? How dare you? I'll have you know you insufferable twit, that I was a death eater.

(Dumbledore becomes flustered and pushes the buzzer) "James Bond"

Colin: I have you now Doctor No. There is no escape.

Snape: My name is Professor Severus Snape, potions master of Hogwarts. I have no idea who you are referring to.

Colin: Trying to fool me 'eh? Well it won't work, Dr.

(Snape removes his wand from his robes and raises it to Colin's throat. The audience ducks under their seats and Dumbledore pushes the buzzer.) "Austin Powers"

Colin: Yeah Baby, yeah! How do I get in to those robes baby their skin tight?

Snape: These are standard teaching robes. They are not tight.

Colin: (sidles up to Snape) I put the grr in swinger baby

Snape: (raises an eyebrow) Do I make you horny baby?

(The audience burst out laughing and Dumbledore is in tears of laughter, his fist hitting the table setting off the buzzer repeatedly)

"Ok our next game is Questions only, it's for Hermione and Ryan"

(Snape and Colin take their seats and Ryan and Hermione take centre stage)

"The scenario is, Hermione, you need to convince Ryan that you are really a giant." (the audience snickers as Ryan towers over Hermione)

Hermione: (takes a deep breath) So you don't believe I'm a giant then?

Ryan: Is that what you are?

Hermione: Well that's what Dumbledore told me to be

(Dumbledore presses the buzzer and Hermione blushes cause she failed her task)

Ryan: How can you be a giant?

Hermione: How can I not?

Ryan: How can you be?

Hermione: How can I not?

(They continue like this until Dumbledore falls asleep his head falling on the buzzer setting it off. Hermione and Ryan return to their seats.)

"Well done. We're nearly at the end. Our next game is the dating game, Hermione you are the bachelorette, Ryan, Colin and Professor, you are the three eligible bachelors."

Hermione: Bachelor number one, what is your ideal romantic date?

Ryan: (Opens card, it reads: You are Quidditch seeker and captain of England about to catch the snitch. Ryan looks confused and begins to answer.) I will take you to the snitch, it's there if I can only just catch.

Hermione: (has a self satisfied grin on her face) ok, thankyou bachelor one. Bachelor number two, same question.

Snape: (Opens card, it reads: You are Harry Potter, Snape scowls) We would go to the three broomsticks for a butterbeer then get in to some trouble while I parade around the school losing points for Gryffindor.

Hermione: (frowns at Snape) Thank you bachelor two. Bachelor number three, What is your ideal romantic date?

Colin: (Opens card, it reads: You are a werewolf) Well lets see, we'd take a moonlight stroll and then, (Colin falls to the floor and writhes about) Howllllll.

Hermione: Ok. Well Bachelor one, you're a Quidditch seeker.

(Dumbledore nods, and the audience applaud)

Hermione: Bachelor two, you are a meanie. But you think you're Harry.

(Snape and Hermione exchange glares, Ron and Harry boo)

Hermione: Bachelor three, you are a werewolf.

(The audience cheer and Hermione leaps out of her seat and jumps up and down)

"Well we've come to our last game, the Hoe Down, this is for all contestants, a suggestion from the audience please."

(Ron yells out "I'm an greasy haired git!" everyone laughs)

Snape: 10 points from Gryffindor Mr. Weasley and detention 8pm my office.

"Ok, everyone, it's the 'I'm a greasy haired git' hoe down."

Colin: Oh I have a little problem, I don't know what to do, I have a bad hair day, Every Monday afternoon, My mother keeps telling me, Why do you care? For you are a greasy git, Without any hair.

Hermione: I have greasy hair, I wash it every night, No matter what I do, It gives me a fright, I scare all the Gryffindors, Of which I'm not ashamed, For I am a slimy potions master, And taking points is my game.

Ryan: It is such a tradgedy, It is such a shame, That my greasy hair, Makes me lose the game, Being such a git, Is not the blame, Of my ugly face, And my lame'o brain.

Snape: My hair is not greasy, And I have a good brain, My face isn't ugly, So I'm not ashamed, If you continue to bug me, So I can't contain, I'll hex your bloody legs off, And win every game.

Hermione, Ryan, Colin and Snape: And I'll win ev-ery game.

(Audience applaudes politely incase Snape hexes them)

"That is 'Whose Line Is It Anyway' tonight's winner Hermione Granger, Gryffindor win the house cup. Goodnight"