Disclaimer: I do not in any way own the characters of this story. Well,
actually I do own Stephen Phillips (cousin of …dun dun dun… Ronald Weasley.
)
A/N- this takes place in 7th year! Includes Harry/Cho, Ron liking Hermione, and Hermione/Draco. Ron will find the perfect girl in the end!
1 Hogwarts- Monday at Breakfast
"Attention students!" Headmaster Dumbledore's voice seemed to instantly quiet the rambling hall. "I hope your first week back wasn't so bad," he started. Curious mumbling followed this comment.
"What is Professor Dumbledore getting at?" Hermione asked? Her first week back had not been the smoothest. It was her last year at Hogwarts. Everything was supposed to be perfect: she was going to be Head Girl. But the second she boarded the Hogwarts Express everything seemed to go downhill. She had found out Draco Malfoy would Head Boy and her new roommate. She spent the last week learning how to avoid him in their common room, avoid the bathroom when he was using it, and how to speak to him without letting him push her buttons. She was very edgy to say the least.
"Back to what I was saying," the professor continued after the noise died down. "I am pleased to announce that we have a new professor joining us here at Hogwarts. Professor Phillips will be the new Muggle Studies teacher. He has decided for an assignment for the Advanced Muggle Studies Classes to have a showing of the classic Muggle play, The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet. Even if you are not in any of the classes you may audition for the play. This will be a dramatic performance completed completely without magic. I hope all of you will find pleasure in this tragic play."
The entire Great Hall was bustling with excitement. All of this went unnoticed by Hermione. She was so intrigued with the though of Romeo and Juliet to thing about anything. She loved that story since she could remember. She had seen the play so many times in a mock Shakespearean theater. "Earth to Mione!" Ron screeched as he waved his hands frantically in front of the hypnotized girl's face.
"What did you say again? I think I missed part of that?" Mione mumbled as she stared into nothingness.
"Know-It-All Granger has finally lost her marbles hasn't she?" drawled the icy voice of the one person who was disgusting enough to remove Hermione from her thoughts.
"Watch it ferret! You might just be cast the proud…servant," Harry retorted.
"Don't remind me I have to be part of this little charade Potty. I already have to deal with seeing your conceited arse all day. But then Weasley has to deal with it all night so I guess I have it lucky," Draco smirked.
"You little nose picking, whore fucking, bribing, conceited minded, cheating, future Death Eater bastard! Why the bloody hell are you here interrupting my thoughts of Romeo and Juliet!?!" Hermione screamed. No one had ever seen her flip out for no reason like she just had. In a mere second she had flashed from daydreamy to evil witch. She stood right in front of Malfoy, inches away from those mercury pools known for eyes. He looked rather taken aback for a second, but soon regained his evil grin. It wasn't just his grin. It was the way his eyes became black as midnight and how they penetrated right through the chocolate eyes looking up at him. He had a way of concealing his every emotion while being able to seek out every feeling in the eyes of whoever he looked at. He searched Hermione's eyes for the slightest hint of fear. Only to be greeted with stress and pure anger.
"Now calm down Granger. What have I done to you? You seem a little quirked about something. I didn't say anything to offend the Mudblood have I?"
"Oh Draco, all you have done is torment me for the past six years. And guess what babe, I'm sick of it. Don't look so shocked? A summer in America can give a Mudblood some nerves to face up to a annoying little mama's boy like you." Hermione sarcastically drawled as she pointed Draco in the chest. With that she grabbed her cup of pumpkin juice and walked away.
Humiliated in front of the house he hated most, Draco stormed out of the Hall and began to walk mindlessly around the school. 'What the fuck was that filth thinking? Saying something like that to someone as powerful as myself. She should learn better than to mess with my kind. And her lovely insult about being a FUTURE DEATHEATER. If only she was further from the truth. I will never become on of those bastards. I may hate the arses off Muggles and Mudbloods, but without them who would I spend my time being better than. I wouldn't just kill humans for the mere pleasure of it, regardless of how many people disagree. I already proved I wouldn't kill for no reason. So why can't I just be treated like everyone else? DAMMIT!' Draco stubbed his toe on a statue. He was in front of a portrait of a young couple. "Love and Hate," he grunted and the portrait opened to reveal the quarters of the Head Students. Just as he stepped in, he collided into something hard. "Watch it Granger, " he said as he dusted himself off. He had come off of the collision a lot better than her. She had parchments and quills scattered everywhere. Not wanting to have to hear her complaints, Draco quickly picked up everything while she regained her balance.
"Whatever Arsewhole, " was all that escaped Mione's lips. With that she snatched her belongings form Malfoy and rushed out the door.
"Where the hell is she going?" Draco asked himself out loud. Then he noticed a piece of paper Granger has dropped. He read it out loud:
"Dearest Nee,
I miss you so much Hunny. Not having you around here, around California, around me, it is killing me. This is why I decided we should no longer try to keep up this long- distance relationship. I know it has only been a mere days, but I have realized that if I cannot last a day without seeing you then I must learn to get over you. Sharon said she would try and help me. I hope you understand. You know Sharon, her last name is Dubert. She is from England as well. When she came she said she had just broken up with her boyfriend. We are helping each other through this time. I hope we can still be friends.
Love always,
Ryan"
"Sharon Dubert. So that is where you have gone. Into the arms of the ex-lover of my worst enemy. Such the great ex-girlfriend. Damn you!" Draco screamed remembering the long summer nights he spent with Sharon. She was his craving for the three months. He wanted her so badly. But she just saw him as another short plaything. Not that Draco hated that. He just didn't want things to end unless he gave the final word. He should have been the one to dump her. But she was just a mere memory now. 'No wonder Mudblood is so pissed. Her little summer fling ended. Darn." With that, Draco noticed another piece of parchment. This one read:
Parts for R and J
Romeo- Harry, Justin or Draco (sadly he is hot)
Juliet- Lavender of Pav
Curtain mananger- Me (I am not pretty or talented enough for any role)
'Granger really has no confidence,' Draco thought as Hermione ran back into the room looking for some papers she left.
A/N- this takes place in 7th year! Includes Harry/Cho, Ron liking Hermione, and Hermione/Draco. Ron will find the perfect girl in the end!
1 Hogwarts- Monday at Breakfast
"Attention students!" Headmaster Dumbledore's voice seemed to instantly quiet the rambling hall. "I hope your first week back wasn't so bad," he started. Curious mumbling followed this comment.
"What is Professor Dumbledore getting at?" Hermione asked? Her first week back had not been the smoothest. It was her last year at Hogwarts. Everything was supposed to be perfect: she was going to be Head Girl. But the second she boarded the Hogwarts Express everything seemed to go downhill. She had found out Draco Malfoy would Head Boy and her new roommate. She spent the last week learning how to avoid him in their common room, avoid the bathroom when he was using it, and how to speak to him without letting him push her buttons. She was very edgy to say the least.
"Back to what I was saying," the professor continued after the noise died down. "I am pleased to announce that we have a new professor joining us here at Hogwarts. Professor Phillips will be the new Muggle Studies teacher. He has decided for an assignment for the Advanced Muggle Studies Classes to have a showing of the classic Muggle play, The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet. Even if you are not in any of the classes you may audition for the play. This will be a dramatic performance completed completely without magic. I hope all of you will find pleasure in this tragic play."
The entire Great Hall was bustling with excitement. All of this went unnoticed by Hermione. She was so intrigued with the though of Romeo and Juliet to thing about anything. She loved that story since she could remember. She had seen the play so many times in a mock Shakespearean theater. "Earth to Mione!" Ron screeched as he waved his hands frantically in front of the hypnotized girl's face.
"What did you say again? I think I missed part of that?" Mione mumbled as she stared into nothingness.
"Know-It-All Granger has finally lost her marbles hasn't she?" drawled the icy voice of the one person who was disgusting enough to remove Hermione from her thoughts.
"Watch it ferret! You might just be cast the proud…servant," Harry retorted.
"Don't remind me I have to be part of this little charade Potty. I already have to deal with seeing your conceited arse all day. But then Weasley has to deal with it all night so I guess I have it lucky," Draco smirked.
"You little nose picking, whore fucking, bribing, conceited minded, cheating, future Death Eater bastard! Why the bloody hell are you here interrupting my thoughts of Romeo and Juliet!?!" Hermione screamed. No one had ever seen her flip out for no reason like she just had. In a mere second she had flashed from daydreamy to evil witch. She stood right in front of Malfoy, inches away from those mercury pools known for eyes. He looked rather taken aback for a second, but soon regained his evil grin. It wasn't just his grin. It was the way his eyes became black as midnight and how they penetrated right through the chocolate eyes looking up at him. He had a way of concealing his every emotion while being able to seek out every feeling in the eyes of whoever he looked at. He searched Hermione's eyes for the slightest hint of fear. Only to be greeted with stress and pure anger.
"Now calm down Granger. What have I done to you? You seem a little quirked about something. I didn't say anything to offend the Mudblood have I?"
"Oh Draco, all you have done is torment me for the past six years. And guess what babe, I'm sick of it. Don't look so shocked? A summer in America can give a Mudblood some nerves to face up to a annoying little mama's boy like you." Hermione sarcastically drawled as she pointed Draco in the chest. With that she grabbed her cup of pumpkin juice and walked away.
Humiliated in front of the house he hated most, Draco stormed out of the Hall and began to walk mindlessly around the school. 'What the fuck was that filth thinking? Saying something like that to someone as powerful as myself. She should learn better than to mess with my kind. And her lovely insult about being a FUTURE DEATHEATER. If only she was further from the truth. I will never become on of those bastards. I may hate the arses off Muggles and Mudbloods, but without them who would I spend my time being better than. I wouldn't just kill humans for the mere pleasure of it, regardless of how many people disagree. I already proved I wouldn't kill for no reason. So why can't I just be treated like everyone else? DAMMIT!' Draco stubbed his toe on a statue. He was in front of a portrait of a young couple. "Love and Hate," he grunted and the portrait opened to reveal the quarters of the Head Students. Just as he stepped in, he collided into something hard. "Watch it Granger, " he said as he dusted himself off. He had come off of the collision a lot better than her. She had parchments and quills scattered everywhere. Not wanting to have to hear her complaints, Draco quickly picked up everything while she regained her balance.
"Whatever Arsewhole, " was all that escaped Mione's lips. With that she snatched her belongings form Malfoy and rushed out the door.
"Where the hell is she going?" Draco asked himself out loud. Then he noticed a piece of paper Granger has dropped. He read it out loud:
"Dearest Nee,
I miss you so much Hunny. Not having you around here, around California, around me, it is killing me. This is why I decided we should no longer try to keep up this long- distance relationship. I know it has only been a mere days, but I have realized that if I cannot last a day without seeing you then I must learn to get over you. Sharon said she would try and help me. I hope you understand. You know Sharon, her last name is Dubert. She is from England as well. When she came she said she had just broken up with her boyfriend. We are helping each other through this time. I hope we can still be friends.
Love always,
Ryan"
"Sharon Dubert. So that is where you have gone. Into the arms of the ex-lover of my worst enemy. Such the great ex-girlfriend. Damn you!" Draco screamed remembering the long summer nights he spent with Sharon. She was his craving for the three months. He wanted her so badly. But she just saw him as another short plaything. Not that Draco hated that. He just didn't want things to end unless he gave the final word. He should have been the one to dump her. But she was just a mere memory now. 'No wonder Mudblood is so pissed. Her little summer fling ended. Darn." With that, Draco noticed another piece of parchment. This one read:
Parts for R and J
Romeo- Harry, Justin or Draco (sadly he is hot)
Juliet- Lavender of Pav
Curtain mananger- Me (I am not pretty or talented enough for any role)
'Granger really has no confidence,' Draco thought as Hermione ran back into the room looking for some papers she left.