[A/N: Hmm... few people reviewed last time *pouts* I'm heartbroken. Meanies. I will send Sirius to annoy you for that. Just kidding. I need him. I will send... um... eh... Voldie! Yeah, I'll send Voldie to sing Britney Spears' songs for you, at least it will be better than the original versions... *cough* *smiles* I love Bratney. I mean Bitchney! No! Wait! *frowns* I mean... never mind.
Okay, so we have the interview with Rita Skeeter, thanks to the people who actually came with ideas for questions *coughBreAliceandFleurcough* Musicyz shall probably be interviewed again, so feel free to come with ideas at any time.]

Rita Skeeter

McGonagall: *forced polite tone* Hello, Rita *glares at Skeeter*

Rita Skeeter: *fake smile* Hi, Minerva *glares at McGonagall* *notices the group* Welcome! Have a seat *signs towards the couch*

Musicyz: *realizes that they are probably going to be doomed to squeeze themselves into a couch made for three for the rest of their pop-oriented life, but carefully sits down anyway, wincing as little as possible*

Severus: *much to his grudge finds himself next to Sirius*

McGonagall: *glares at all of them one last time before leaving the room*

Skeeter: Well, why don't we get started then? (*Quick quotes quill already scribbling away*) This is your first interview, am I right?

Sirius: Yupp *beams*

Skeeter: Lovely, absolutely lovely. Let's move on to the questions, shall we? How did you come up with the name for the group?

Remus: We met each other when we were eleven and we've been friends since then. I can't remember who it was who came up with the idea to start a singing group, but I think it was James, anyway we met each other in school and became friends and this is the result. Peter came up with ‘Musicyz', though we had a couple of other ideas but we thought that Musicyz was the best.

Severus: *mumbles* Can you talk anymore?

Remus: But McGonagall said...

Severus: Who cares what she said?

Peter: *clears throat* Sirius was hyper at the moment, weird things happen when he's hyper.

Sirius: *grins* It's one of my best traits.

Skeeter: Do any of you have any girlfriends?

Remus: No.

James: *looking as if he's in a lot of pain* No, we're all single.

Peter: *nods*

Sirius: *mumbles something about James looking like he's constipated*

Remus: *elbows him*

Sirius: Ow!

Skeeter: *ignores them* Since you are a boyband I have to ask, any boyfriends?

Sirius: *grins and lays arm around Severus' shoulders* Weeeeell...

Severus: No *removes Sirius' arm* *forced calm tone* No boyfriends either.

Skeeter: *raises eyebrow* Oh? *looks at Sirius* Hmm... well, what do you think about homosexual marriage then?

Peter: Nothing wrong with it.

Sirius: Nope *lays arm around Severus' shoulders again*

Severus: *fuming*

James: *smiles sweetly to draw attention away from Severus*

Remus: They are people just like everybody else. Of course they should be allowed to marry.

Skeeter: Okay then, let's move on to next question. Boxer or briefs?

James, Remus, Severus and Peter: *looks at each other wondering what the hell they've got themselves into*

Sirius: *grins*

Remus: Boxers.

Peter: Briefs.

James: Briefs.

Severus: Boxers *smiles as sweetly as possible from behind his newly bleached hair*

Sirius: Thong.

James, Remus, Severus and Peter: *stares at Sirius*

Skeeter: *wide-eyed*

Remus: *elbows Sirius*

Sirius: Ouch!

Remus: *glares at him*

Sirius: Well, that or boxers *smiles innocently*

Skeeter: Lovely. Hmm... well, it's a well-known fact that hormone crazed girls throw underwear on stage. What are you planning to do with those bras?

Remus: Ignore them and try to carry on the show of course. Even though we do love and respect our fans, they have paid to see us perform...

Sirius: *gives Remus a dirty grin*

Remus: *ignores him* ... and they deserve to get just that.

James: *smirks* I say wear them.

Sirius: Definitely *grins*

Remus: Definitely ignore them *glares at Sirius and James*

Severus: Are we going to talk about underwear all day?

Sirius: Hopefully.

Remus: *elbow Sirius*

Sirius: Ouch! Why did you do that Moony? *rubs side* I only have so many ribs, you know... *settles for smiling at Severus*

Severus: *rather uncomfortable*

Skeeter: So, any dark secrets you would like to confess now rather than later? *looks at them over her glasses*

All: *looks rather uncomfortable*

Peter: We have no secrets, really *glances down at his left arm*

Severus: Exactly.

James: Yupp, we're all out honest, no girlfriends...

Sirius: ... or illegitimate children.

Remus: Or other... things that might change the way you look at us.

Peter: *clears throat*

James: *tries not to look guilty*

Severus: *admiring the table*

Remus: *slightly red around his cheeks*

Sirius: *smiles as sweetly as he can*

Remus: Well, I have one...

All: *stare at him*

James: *whispers* You're going to tell her about your lycha...

Remus: *interrupts him* I'm a virgin *blushes*

James: Oh... right, that.

Skeeter: Really? Lovely, lovely. So, am I safe to say that you are all straight even though you are a boyband?

Sirius: Well, I wouldn't...

Remus: *elbows him*

Peter: Yes.

James: But we're not a boyband.

Severus: We're a vocal harmony group *looks disgusted by his own words*

Peter: Exactly.

Skeeter: Hmm... Ah, here we go, middle names? Be a dear and state your full name.

Remus: *turns blood red*

Severus: *looks suspiciously at him*

Peter: Peter Thomas Pettigrew.

Severus: Severus Snape.

James: Hrm... James Gene Potter.

Sirius: Sirius Lee Black.

Remus: *mumbles* Remus Jennifer Lupin.

Severus: *stares at him* Jennifer? *remembers where they are* You never told me that... Remus *swallows a snigger threatening to make itself hearable*

Remus: *blushes*

Severus: *can't help himself and starts laughing like a maniac, luckily so does the others*

Remus: *covers his face with his hands* I can't help that my mom wanted a daughter...

Severus: *giggling* But she basically got one, as Sirius is without a doubt the...

Remus, James and Peter: *quickly covers Severus' mouth, everything about middle names forgotten*

Sirius: I'm dominant, I can't help it *grins*

Remus, James and Peter: *glares at him*

Sirius: What?

Skeeter: *doesn't quiet pick it up* Lovely. Favorite colors?

Severus: Black.

Peter: What a surprise... hrm, green.

James: Red.

Remus: Blue.

Sirius: Purple.

Severus: Why does that come as the logical answer for you?

Sirius: *smiles sweetly* How can I possibly express my gratitude that you openly confess your love for me and even calling me your favorite?

James: *nervous twitch*

Peter: *stares at Sirius*

Severus: What love? I hate your guts, and I'm very open with that.

Sirius: Awww, come here, love *kisses Severus (who is fighting to get the hell away from him)*

Skeeter: *wide-eyed*

Remus: Heh, Sirius is just a very touchy feely person. They are only kidding *elbows Sirius repeatedly*

James: Yeah.

Peter: *nods*

Remus: *sharply elbows Sirius*

Sirius: OW!!! *lets go of Severus*

Severus: *wipes mouth* Don't you ever do that again.

Sirius: *rubs his side* Not with Remus sitting next to me, I promise... It just hurts too much.

Remus: *hisses so only Sirius can hear* Good. Behave now.

Peter: You see, Sirius is a clown.

James and Remus: *quickly nods*

Peter: He's like this all the time, it's just the way he is.

Sirius: *grins* And that's why you love me.

James: Eh, yeah, sure.

Severus: *still looking extremely disgusted*

Remus: *desperate to bring attention away from the little incident* I'd definitely date a fan *hopeless smile*

Skeeter: Lovely, absolutely lovely. So, who is the flirt?

All: *groaning* Sirius.

Sirius: *beams with pride*

Skeeter: Ah, of course. As you are a boyband I know this is silly to ask, but do any of you know how to play an instrument at all?

Peter: *cough* I can play the guitar *smiles innocently*

Skeeter: *surprised* Really?

Peter: Not great, but I'm working on it.

Skeeter: *stares at Peter*

James: Um... Ms. Skeeter?

Skeeter: *still staring at Peter, mumbling something about a boyband member who actually might have talent*

Remus: Ms. Skeeter?

Skeeter: *blank look*

--- 5 minutes later ---

Remus: *extremely worried* Ms. Skeeter? Rita? Say something!

Skeeter: *still staring where Peter was sitting*

McGonagall: *opens door* Time is up now, I'm afraid *looks rather grateful that it's over* Boys, follow me.

Peter and Severus: *hurries out*

Sirius: *walks out whistling*

James and Remus: *leaves hesitatingly, glancing back at Skeeter*

McGonagall: *doesn't even notice*

Next: The boys get mail, someone gets dumped, people lick peanut butter of other people and we meet the sock-puppets.