Neville Longbottom was excited to be attending a dinner party at the Weasley's house. He was feeling hungry and knew that his favorite dish, pudding, was going to be served.
Neville's heart raced with excitement as he saw both cinnamon and powdered sugar on the table, both perfect accompaniments to pudding.
As the beautiful, perfectly shaped pudding was placed on the table Neville just couldn't resist any longer. He suddenly stood up and began to belt out the song "I Feel Pretty" from the muggle musical West Side Story.
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I feel pretty
Oh so pretty
I feel pretty and witty and gay
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me today
I feel charming
Oh so charming
It's alarming how charming I feel
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I'm real
See the pretty girl in that mirror there?
Who can that attractive girl be?
Such a pretty face
Such a pretty dress
Such a pretty smile
Such a pretty me!
I feel stunning
And entrancing
Feel like running
And dancing for joy
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy
"Don't be a nitwit!", Hermione hissed. "You're embarrassing me!"
"Did I do a blunder?", Neville asked, a look of shame on his face. "It's just that I love pudding so much. Sorry!"
"It's all right, Neville," Ron and Harry spoke in unison. "We love pudding, too, it's the best!"
Suddenly, all the boys at the table joined in the chorus of the song.
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Have you met my good friend Maria
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her the minute you see her
She's the one who is in an advanced state of shock
She thinks she's in love
She thinks she's in Spain
She isn't in love
She's merely insane
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas
Keep away from her
Send for Chino
This is not the Maria we know
Modest and pure
Polite and refined
Well-bred and mature
And out of her mind!
Miss America, Miss America, speech!
Miss America, bravo, speech!
It was then time for Neville to sing by himself again -
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I feel pretty
Oh so pretty
That the city should give me its key
A committee
Should be organized to honour me
I feel dizzy
I feel sunny
I feel fizzy and funny and fine
And so pretty
Miss America can just resign
See the pretty girl in that mirror there
(What mirror, where?)
Who can that attractive girl be?
(Which, what, where, whom?)
Such a pretty face
Such a pretty dress
Such a pretty smile
Such a pretty me!
Neville was joined once again by everyone, including Hermione, Ginny, and the other girls who were there.
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I feel stunning
And entrancing
Feel like running and dancing for joy
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy
"That was amazing," the group agreed. "We simply have to gather for pudding more often, who cares about the rest of the meal?"