This fic is a bit of an apology to those who are waiting for Harribel Potter chapter 3. If someone wants to use this as a dub for a youtube vid feel free to do so. Couldn't be bothered to fancy-fy the background music though.

The joining at a designated time to be introduced to the individual that suffers from a constant compulsion to set things on fire.

[Team Fortress intro music]
Heavy: Referring to myself, I have no Phobia of Adult male Persons, or of a member of the Species Homo Sapiens without regard to gender.
However, on the Contrary, the discussed Entity that cannot be specifically described…
it fills me with fear and terror.

(Masked breathing)

Scout: I am disinclined to present my opinion for discussion about or related to that abnormal fiend, very well?
May I enquire as to whether the topic of our proposed discussion is present in this current location?
Also, I wish to express my distress in my lack of abilities, via vulgar manner, that would make it possible for me to remove this audio recording device.

Spy: All of those in the group that has the physical, mental and otherwise similarity of myself, of which I am the only member, tremble and convulse with fear and horror by forming a mental image of such, lacking the qualities of sympathy, pity, warmth, compassion and the like, by-products of mental activity remain cowed at the rear of and hidden by that covering of the subject's face.

I would interrogate you as to the nature of the visions that are most likely part of a long term mental illness and of which the subject must gain much joy from causing pain and distress to others

Do you believe in magic?
In a young girl's heart…
how the music can free her whenever it starts.
And it's magic, if the music is groovy.
It makes you feel happy like an old-time movie.
I'll tell you about the magic, it'll free your soul,
but it's like trying to tell a stranger about rock and roll.

[Heavy screams!]

If you believe in magic…
don't bother to choose.
If it's jug band music or rhythm and blues.

[Scout screams!]

Your feet start tapping and you can't seem to find…
how you got there, so just blow your mind.

Medic: I wish to express my dissent, denial and refusal to accept this current situation, also, I wish to plead that you do not take this action that it seems most likely that you will perform.

[Medic screams!]

If you believe in magic, come along with me.
We'll dance until morning, just you and me.
And maybe, if the music is right…

Scout: Alert! My person has ignited due to the presence of fire, and may soon cause irreparable damage to my skin and other bodily organs!

[Scout screams!]

Sniper: I wish to express my wish that someone give or provide what is necessary to accomplish a certain task, which would be the cessation of hostilities by the current invading enemy.

[O.S.]
Aaahhh!

[Team Fortress closing theme music]
[If you believe in magic…
[Whistling.]