Hey guy's, I just got a new idea for a story and I needed to get it out before I forgot it and i thought you guy's might like it ;}
So please review this and tell me if you like it. Also please note that this is in modern day America (U.S.A.) and not it Britain. Also I decided not to have any magic in this because I think that will just get me a little messed up with where I want this story to go...
So I am going to try duel wielding stories so wish me luck.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter or any of the characters! Though the plot line is mine ;)
So enjoy and tell what you think!
Hermione Jane Granger: eighteen years old, dark auburn brown hair, dark chocolate brown eyes with flecks of red and green. She started dancing when she was at the tenor age of two and a half and she loved to dance above all else- except for maybe reading. Her parent's used her dancing lessons as a bribe to get straight A's- though she always got 100% and above just to make sure. When she was thirteen she played the female lead in the Broadway play The Nutcracker. Family is middle class and they live in New York City, New York.
Draco Lucius Malfoy: Nineteen years old, platinum blonde hair, molten silver eyes with hints of blue. Started acting when he was still an infant- and his past carrier's never got in the way of the next. His whole family was made up of either actors/ famous singers. Parents gave him whatever he wanted. Went to the best school and was Valedictorian and crowned as the schools 'King of Kings.' Family is as high class as you can get and they live in Hollywood, California.
One had to earn everything they ever got while the other was automatically given what he wished on a silver platter that matched his eyes. Both had natural talent but only one used it to their fullest extent while the other didn't think much of it at all. She was kind and loving; He was spoiled rotten. What'll happen when their paths cross?
She flew across the stage twirling and pirouetting in a routine that she'd slightly altered since the first time she'd performed it when she was thirteen; and that had been five years ago. Her male lead tossed her and twirled her as they flew through their flawless routine. They made their roles seem simple and so easy that a baby could perform it. They were the best of the best.
It was their last show of the year and they were excited that it was nearly over. They both had other parts in plays that were just as hard if not harder. And as the curtains rose and fell an uncountable number of times with the applause that never seemed to end, Hermione Jane Granger couldn't get her unique and goofy grin off her face; another job well done was in her repertoire and she could brag if she wished to even if she wouldn't.
Down in the audience, her family and friends- who had all gotten free front row seats- were the loudest in the audience. Ginny Weasley- Hermione's BFF of nearly fifteen years that spring and an aspiring musician- was jumping up and down giggling with Luna Lovegood- both Hermione and Ginny's BFF for eight years that winter. Hermione's Dad was wolf-whistling along with Ginny's older brothers Ron, Fred and George. Bill and Charlie Weasley were clapping as loud as they could, accompanied by their Father Arthur and their mother Molly. Percy- the third eldest Weasley son- was clapping too but in a bored sort of way.
Hermione smiled as warmly as she could possibly manage at the people who were her family. She wished that her mother could be there like she was in years previously, but she was at home caring for Hermione's baby brother who had gotten a terrible case of the Flu.
"Encore," Fred and George were yelling at the top of their lungs laughing. And to the audiences surprise, when the curtains rose that time Hermione and the male lead did a little routine that Hermione'd come up with after rehearsals for fun. The crowd went wild, though unbeknownst to the performers a very special someone was watching in the crowd.
"Oh, Hermione that last bit was amazing," Ginny squealed as she crushed Hermione into a really tight bear hug. "Not that you're not amazing. You were the best dancer up there!"
"Thanks Gin," Hermione laughed hugging Ginny back just as hard. They were behind the set and the curtains had finally stayed down and the audience had started to leave about five minutes ago. "I need to go and get changed, wanna come?"
"Of course," Ginny laughed and Luna nodded. "I want to try on that outfit from the beginning! It was so stupendously beautiful."
"Let's go before the director rounds us into helping take everything down," Hermione said grabbing her friends' hands and dragging them down the hall towards her dressing room.
"So what did you think of that dancer, Lucius?" Narcissa Malfoy asked her husband that night. They had just returned to their Mansion just outside the City after seeing The Nutcracker. "Do you think that she could perform?"
"She's good I'll admit," Lucius said grudgingly. "Though I'll have to see how well she can act and sing."
"She does go to Julliard, Sweet," Narcissa said. "She must have some music ability and brains since she got in at the age of sixteen."
"True and she will be on the list of girls we let into the auditions for the role," Lucius said. "Though I wish she had at least some standing in high society."
"We can't be picky about this Lucius," Narcissa soothed her husband. "We need the best of the best. Our son needs the best female lead for this movie and if her social standing affects who we choose then we won't get the best."
"I hate it when you're right, you know that?"
"I know, and I love it when I'm right."
"Master, Mistress," a female servant said knocking on their bedroom door. "Dinner will be ready in five minutes, if you would."
"Yes, yes, we'll be down in ten," Lucius said absently. As the servant left closing the door behind her Lucius began pacing in front of the window. "I hope that Parkinson girl gets the role."
"Lucius," Narcissa chided. "That girl can't match the dancing of that Hermione Granger. She's had absolutely no training in that area. Sure, Pansy has a very beautiful voice and has good quality acting, but we also need someone who can make people feel when they see her dance; though we can use Pansy if we can find no one better."
"So, Hermione," Fred said wrapping his left arm around her shoulder.
"How's Julliard this semester?" George said wrapping his right arm around Hermione's other shoulder opposite his identical.
"Pretty good," Hermione replied smiling warmly. "How's Yale?"
"Boring," both twins replied in unison before they broke out in laughter. "We're the only ones who were able to get full marks on the last exam."
"That's because you two are probably insane and found the answer sheet the night before the exams," Hermione said knowing them too well.
"Don't tell anyone, Hermione," Fred said.
"Yeah, because right know we're the Directors favorites," George said.
"And we have this really fun prank that we want to pull off," Fred continued.
"And we need to be in the Directors good graces for it," George finished giving Hermione a very bad feeling that she didn't want to know what they were planning.
"Don't worry I won't tell," Hermione smiled at them.
"So did you learn any new instruments yet?" Ron said dragging Hermione out of his older brothers' grip.
"The Harp," Hermione said proudly. "And the violin, and the viola, and the cello, and piano, and guitar, and a couple other's."
"Yeah, you're not an over achiever at all," Fred called from across the room where he and his twin were wandering over to the desert table.
"Shut up," Hermione called. "At least I've never put a car around the high school flag pole."
"Ah, that was some of our best work," George sighed happily in memory. "Don't you say so Twin?"
"I do believe so, Twin," Fred said also sighing in the memory. "No school for a month and it was taken off our record because they couldn't prove we did it."
"You two are absolutely immature and insane," Percy said glaring at his younger brothers.
"We know," the Twins said in the unique way only twins could pull off. "And we're proud of it."
Everyone in the room just rolled their eyes at the pair and went back to chatting while eating celebratory cheesecake made my Molly Weasley.
A week later Hermione received a letter in the mail stating that she was allowed to participate in an audition for a lead role in the new TV series Broadway V.s. Hollywood that was to be directed by one Lucius S. Malfoy. It was to be the top Romance/ Drama of the century and they were recruiting only the best of the best to even audition. Hermione had apparently impressed not only Mr. but Mrs. Malfoy and they'd decided to see what she was made of.
"Oh my God," Ginny squealed when she heard. She and Luna had come over for a sleepover that night and had been there when Hermione had opened the letter. "I got an envelope that looked just like that with the same return address; Luna also got one! "
Ginny had gotten an audition to be one of the Best Friends of the Female Lead while Luna had gotten the little sister of the Male Lead.
"Eep, we could be famous!" Ginny squealed. "This will definitely boost our fan levels by a bit. These auditions are to be public and shown on live television. Even if you don't make the part you'll still get press over this!"
"Wow, this is so amazing," Luna said looking at Hermione in wonder. "We get to go to Hollywood."
"Yeah," Hermione giggled. "And we get to meet some real Hollywood Stars to boot. Maybe we'll meet Harry Potter, Blaise Zabini or better yet, Draco Malfoy in the flesh!"
The girls started giggling and talking about who they would possibly get to meet while they were auditioning. Eventually they all realized that even if they wanted to go they'd still need to ask their parents if they could go.
"I hope we get to go," Luna said. "I really want to meet Harry Potter."
"Same here Lune," Ginny said sadly sighing.
"Yeah," Hermione said. "This could be a major step in our careers and if we don't go then we won't be able to get this much press ever again."
"What'll we do?" Ginny whimpered.
"Well, we are all eighteen," Luna pointed out.
"We could earn the money ourselves," Hermione suggested. "How much time do we have before the auditions start?"
"A month," Ginny said. "But we'll also need to go through our lines that we'd have to perform and memorize them as much as we can."
"Well we'll think of how we'll manage if it comes to them not letting us go when we get there," Hermione said confidently. "We'll ask tomorrow."
"Oh," Ginny said suddenly sitting upright. "We could ask Fred and George! They both have jobs and would love the chance to get some famous signatures so that they could forge and sell them. We could use that as a bribe if push comes to shove."
"You are a genius but we'll deal with that when we get there, Gin," Hermione laughed at her friend. "But for now we need some sleep; it's nearly three in the morning."
Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott and Harry Potter had gone out for the night with their girls for a long night of fun. They'd made up an excuse of one of their friends having a birthday and had decided to get smashed and go to a love hotel. The morning after they'd regretted it tremendously. Draco, Theo and Harry had ended up with massive migraines and worshiping the porcelain goddess.
"Ugh, last night was fun and all but I do NOT want to repeat that ever," Theo moaned over his bowl and Harry nodded in agreement while Draco grunted. Draco- having a higher alcohol tolerance than the other two- had managed with less nausea though his migraine was just as bad. Theo had made out the worst- he had the lowest tolerance though it was still higher than normal and he'd also drank the most.
"Can somebody call 911?" Theo begged. "I think I need my stomach pumped."
"You're doing a great job on your own without the police reports and press coverage," Draco muttered before returning to his own worshiping.
"You three are idiot's you know," one Blaise Zabini said from behind them. He had a very high tolerance for alcohol naturally but he also knew when to stop so he'd made out the best. "You three seriously don't know when to cut it with the alcohol. What, do you guys think it makes you look cool? Well it doesn't. Someone tell me why I hang out with you guys again?"
"Because you love us," Draco smirked wiping his mouth. He'd finally expelled everything in his stomach and the nausea had also thankfully deserted him. Both Theo and Harry nodded, both were still praying.
"You're lucky I haven't abandoned you three yet," Blaise sighed holding out a bottle of hangover medicine. Draco quickly grabbed it and stuffed the prescribed amount in his mouth and swallowed it before handing it over to Harry and Theo. Blaise rolled his eyes, "What would you three do without me?"
"So, yeah," Hermione, Ginny and Luna finished telling their family about the auditions and explaining on how this would make them grow not only as people but as performers.
"So you three are basically saying," Mrs. Weasley started.
"That you want to put your schooling on pause," Mr. Granger continued.
"So that you can fly halfway around the world," Mr. Lovegood again continued.
"Just so that you can not only meet hot actors and performers," Mr. Weasley continued this time.
"You can possibly become famous where there are professionally trained actors, singers and performers," Mrs. Granger said.
"And you expect us to just let you go?" Mrs. Weasley finished.
The girls looked at each other then back at their parents. "Kind of."
"Well I say the girls should go," Mrs. Lovegood said smiling happily. "There's nothing for them to lose and it will be a great experience."
The other adults- even her own husband- looked at her like she was insane.
"You do realize they mean to go alone, Sara?" Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Granger said in almost perfect unison.
"Well, they won't be going alone," Sara Lovegood said. "We'll all just go along with them. I'm sure that the company who's making the movie would allow family to come and I'm equally sure that they'd pay for it. Our girls are so talented."
"Xeno, we are sorry to say that we think that you wife has lost it," both the Weasley's and the Granger's said looking piteously at Xeno Lovegood.
"I feel the same way," Mr. Lovegood sighed. "Though I will not argue with my wife and I must say that I will back her."
"Fine," Mrs. Granger sighed. "But only if the company pays for it."
"And since all the kids graduated last year and the college semesters just ended the kids can get away clean," Mr. Weasley sighed. "We should probably bring the boy's too, Molly. They would hate us for eternity if they missed out on going to Hollywood."
"If they do anything, though, they'll get a one way ticked back here," Mrs. Weasley grimaced.
"Girls, start packing," Mr. Granger said. "We're going to Hollywood."
So yeah, tell me what you think and review... should I continue it or not?
Hope you liked it,
MercyDragon264