Inspired by a major news story of July, 2009, and even earlier, of a certain song and dance that was performed all over the world. Originally written for gelsey.

----------

The selected music was not Professor Flitwick's favorite. He didn't mind that it was Muggle-made - it was playing all over the country. It's popularity, though, did not change the fact that the bass was just too heavy. Da-da-day-da-dum, thump, thump. stomp. The singing was passable, but the spoken dialogue was in his opinion, campy.

Paris Prince had been working on her seventh year N.E.W.T. project in secret for the whole school year, and was now doing a house rehearsal before presenting it to the examiners. A variety of twelve Kneazles and cats, all from the house of Ravenclaw, were standing on their hind legs, "dancing", or rather stomping and twitching to the beat of the Muggle song. Twelve, in unison. Thump, thump. stomp.

Flitwick feverently hoped that The Friends of Beasts Society would have some mercy, if not a sense of humor, when they learned about the project, as surely they would. He imagined the sky dark with owls, each carrying a Howler with his or Miss Prince's name on it.

Twelve feline heads tilted to one side, and back up again. Da-da-da-dum-dum, stomp, stomp, stop. Twenty-four forelegs were thrust out to one side and then the other. side.

The classroom was filled with mesmerized students and faculty. Flitwick felt a headache coming on, and was glancing around for a way out when he saw Argus Flitch, livid with rage, glaring back at him. Thump, thump, stomp. Fortunately his cat, Mrs. Norris, was not in the room. Flitwick could imagine the rage the man would have over the perceived mistreatment of the animals. He motioned for the caretaker to meet him outside the room, and carefully picked his way out. "...thriller, in the night..." the music wailed as the teacher pushed himself out of the room.

He had never seen Flitch so furious, and braced himself for what would surely be the first of countless complaints from The Friends of Beasts Society and others.

"It's horrible, it is!" Flitch cried out. "Mrs. Norris wasn't included, wasn't even invited! She's horribly upset and insulted - you've got to do something!"