Act 1
"Shut up, Crabbe," said Goyle as he joking punched Crabbe's arm.
"What? I can't help it that you ran into a wall," said Crabbe who was laughing hysterically. Crabbe, Goyle, and Theodore Nott were walking in Diagon Alley and were right outside Flourish and Blotts.
Goyle poked Crabbe in the arm. "Hey, look. Here comes the Weasley's. " They shifted their attention to a group of red-haired men walking out of Zonko's joke shop.
"Filthy muggle-loving scum…"
Theodore turned around. "Look, we should stay out of it. We shouldn't fight about something that we have no place being in the first place. I'm going to get a book." Theodore walked into the bookstore.
"Now that 'mother' is gone, pull out your wand and back me up," said Goyle as he flicked out his wand.
"No, we won't start it. Let them take blame."
"Fine. I'll frown as they pass by."
Crabbe smacked Goyle upside the head. "You dolt. We frown all the time. Let's flip them the bird instead." With that, Crabbe flipped his middle finger up at them.
"Did you just give me the finger?" asked Gorge a bit taken by surprise.
"Will they be blamed if I say yes?" asked Crabbe aside to Goyle.
"No," said Goyle in a hushed voice.
"No. I did not flip you off but I did give the finger."
"Do you want to start something?" asked Goyle to Fred.
"Fight, you mean? No," said Fred who looked a little pissed.
"Because if you want to, I have no problem whatsoever with it. I am just as good a wizard as you," said Crabbe.
"No better than I am." Gorge's face and ears were red
"Well…"
Goyle poked Crabbe. "Look, here comes Theodore. Say 'better'."
"Yes, better than you," said Crabbe.
"You've got it mixed up," said Fred getting madder by the second.
"Oh, yeah? Draw your wand and prove it!" screamed Crabbe as he pulled out his wand. Fred and Gorge pulled out their wands with Crabbe and Goyle and started throwing hexes at each other.
"Jesus Christ! Put up your wands! You know that we could get in major shit because of this!" said Theodore with his wand drawn. The other boys refused put down their wands. "I said put them up!" The boys lowered their wands still glaring at each other.
Ron walked up behind Theodore. "What? You have your wand drawn against my brothers? You'll pay." Ron pulled out his wand and pointed it at Theodore's chest.
"I'm just trying to keep the peace. Put up your wand or help me separate this mess. You know that we could get-"
"What? You have your wand drawn and talk of peace? I hate the word as I hate hell, the whole Malfoy family, and you. Fight, coward!"
As the fight progressed, people shopping tried to break it up but that only resulted in making the fight larger. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley walked out of the Three Broomsticks.
"What the bloody hell is going on here?" He gasped when he saw his boys in the middle of the fight and pulled out his wand.
Mrs. Weasley grabbed his arm. "Arthur, no!"
"Let go, Molly. Lucius will be here soon and I don't want to be unarmed when he arrives."
Lucius Malfoy walked out of Knocturn Alley accompanied by Narcissa.
"That bastard Weasley…" Narcissa grabbed his arm. "Let go!"
"Don't go to him!" He pulled out of her grasp and flicked out his wand.
Just then, Dumbledore came into the square. "You people! You beasts! You take your personal matters out into the open and cause fights like this! Throw your wands to the ground and listen to my sentence! You've caused three of these battles where once innocent bystanders have to take part in your rage!" He pointed at Lucius and Arthur. "If you ever disturb the peace like this again, you'll earn a one-way ticket to Azkaban and face the dementors! Arthur, come with me. Lucius, I expect you after lunch. As for the rest of you, go home! We need to take time to clean up these streets! Now leave!"
All left except Lucius, Narcissa, and Theodore. "What the hall happened?!" asked Lucius angrily.
"Vincent and Gregory were in the square and had their wands drawn against the Weasley twins. I tried to stop it but then Ron came and, er, started the whole thing up. Then Mr. Olivander got involved and then more and more people came." Blaise was looking at the ground the entire time.
Narcissa looked around. "Where's Draco? Did you see him today? What a relief that he wasn't here."
"He climbed out his window and walked off at 4:00 this morning. I heard him wake up and followed him but he just yelled."
"I've seen him crying a lot, that is, when I do see him. Most of the time he just locked himself in his room with his windows blacked out and he creates a night for himself," said Lucius who actually looked a bit saddened by it.
"Do you know why?" asked Theodore.
"No. If I knew, I would do something about it."
"Have you asked him about it?"
"Yes, as a matter of fact. Many of my colleagues have as well- nothing." There was silence and Draco walked in.
"Look. Draco is over there. I'll go talk to him. Excuse me." Theodore stepped past his aunt and uncle.
"Come on, Narcissa," said Lucius who led his wife back to their carriage.
"Good Morning, Draco," said Theodore to his cousin.
"Is the day so young?"
"Yep. It just turned 9 o'clock."
"Oh. The days seem to by so slowly now. Was that my dad that just left?"
"Yeah. What makes your days so long?"
"Nothing."
"Are you in love?"
"Out."
"What the fuck?! How can you be out of love?
"Out of the goodwill of her love."
"Who would think that love would be basket of roses."
"Yeah, you just have to watch out for the thorns. Love has forsaken me and it sucks major ass. Are you laughing at me?!"
"No I'd rather cry."
"Why?"
"Because you're miserable."
"Thanks for your sympathy but it won't do anything. It's no use- she hates me!" Draco began to walk off.
"Draco, don't walk away from me! If you leave, I will follow you!"
"Go away. I'm not Draco. He's somewhere else."
Theodore paused from chasing him. "You've lost your mind…" Draco kept walking. "Tell me who you love."
"No."
"I won't leave you alone until you do."
"Fine, you want to know? I love Pansy."
"Ew. Why?"
"I don't know! Just leave me alone!"
"Draco, listen to me. Don't think about her."
"Teach how I am not to think."
"She's not the only chick out there, you know."
"Just forget it- you can't teach me not to think." With that, Draco left.
"Yes, I will! If it's the last thing I do then so be it!"
"I don't understand why Dumbledore took it out on me so much. Lucius's boys took part in it as much as mine did," said Arthur Weasley to Harry Potter.
"I agree. Have you made a decision about Ginny and I?" asked Harry.
"I already told you. My daughter is still a child."
"I've seen mothers younger than her, and happy ones at that."
"Yes but they're scarred for life. Walk with me." Arthur walked over to his owl and wrote down a message. He set the owl off. "Give it a while," he said to Harry.
Meanwhile, Theodore was still chasing Draco around.
"Come on, Draco, you need to talk about it."
"No! Leave me alone!"
"What, Draco? Are you mad?"
"No but this is driving me insane." Just then, a piece of parchment fell into Draco's hands.
"What's that?"
"I don't know." He glanced at it. "It's and invitation to a party." He threw the parchment to the ground.
"Come on, Draco. This is just what you need!" Theodore walked over to the parchment and picked it up.
"I don't want to."
"Yes, you do. Come."
"Fine. I'm purposely going to have a bad time, though."
"Hermione, do you know where Ginny is?" asked Molly Weasley.
"Okay. Hold on. Ginny!" yelled Hermione.
"What?" asked Ginny.
"Your mum wants you. Come on." Hermione dragged Ginny to her mother.
"Hermione, leave us alone to talk."
"Okay. See you lat-"
"Wait, stay. You might be able to help."
"Help what?"
"About the 'proposal'."
"Oh!" Hermione said and smiled.
"Well, you see, Harry wants to marry you," said Molly.
"Oh, he's a great guy, Ginny! You'd be so happy with him!" said Hermione.
"Can you learn to like Harry?"
"Mum, I don't love him," said Ginny.
"But could you?" asked Molly. Then, Percy walked in.
"Mum, we need some help!" said Percy out of breath.
"Ginny, the offer stays." With that, Mrs. Weasley walked out.
"Go, get ready and have a good time tonight," said Hermione before she left.
"You guys, we're going to get caught." Draco was being pushed to the masquerade party against his will.
"Come on, Draco. You have to dance," said Blaise Zabini.
"You dance. My feet are tired."
"Come on. We know that you love costume parties."
"I don't want to go."
"Put on your mask and come on!"
"I have nothing against the party itself. I just don't feel like going anywhere."
"Why not?"
"I had a dream tonight."
Blaise rolled his eyes. "Well, I had a dream, too."
"What was it?" asked Draco.
"That dreamers often lie."
Draco frowned at the comment. "What? Do you not dream once in while?"
"Oh, I dream-of Queen Mab of fairies. She gallops through the night and lovers dream of love. She gallops past a man's nose and he thinks of a possible chick to go out with. She sometimes comes across the noses of Aurors and makes them dream of wands spitting hexes and awake to their own heartbeat in fright. They say a prayer or 2 and get a back to sleep. This it the very Mab that walks across the faces of girls and makes them of good carriage. This is she-"Blaise had gotten very worked up about the whole situation.
"Blaise! My lord! Calm down! You aren't making any sense," said Draco as he tried to bring Blaise back to reality.
"You know what? You're right. I'm talking about dreams that are nothing but fantasies."
Theodore looked down at his watch. "Will you guys hurry it up? We already missed dinner and if we're any later, there's no point in even going to the party."
Arthur Weasley came out into the room. "Ladies and gentlemen, now that we are finished with the feast, let's dance! A little music, please?" Arthur clapped his hands and music was heard. "Percy! Come sit here with me! How long has it been since you were in costume?" Mr. Weasley offered his son a drink.
"Quite a while, Dad," said Percy.
Meanwhile, Draco was moping around until something caught his eye. Draco asked a man passing by a question. "Who is that?" He pointed to Ginny.
"I don't know," the man said before walking off.
"Wow. She's beautiful." He ducked behind a bush. I hope no one sees me back here. "I'll just watch her from here." How did I ever love Pansy? Pansy is nothing compared to this girl.
Ron walked by a bush and saw a man whose face was masked but voice wasn't. "What the hell? Why is Malfoy hiding in the bushes? What's he doing in my house anyway?" Ron pulled out his wand. "That fool. I wouldn't feel the least bit of guilt if I killed him right here and now."
"Ron!" said a clearly drunk Mr. Weasley. "Where are you going?"
"Dad, that's a Malfoy! He came even though he knew it would stir up trouble."
"His name is Draco, isn't it?"
"That asshole Draco…"
"Leave him alone, Ron. He's not very prone to stirring up trouble. He's more of the hopeless romantic. He wouldn't hurt a fly. He's a guest anyway."
"Bullshit."
"Don't lay a hand on him. I'm the host of this party and the head of this house. Now leave! I won't have a fight in the midst of my guests. Go."
"Pity……"
Meanwhile, Draco had caught up with Ginny, still not knowing her identity. He came up behind her and grabbed her hand. "I'm sorry. I couldn't help but watch you from over there. You're beautiful and I would like nothing more than to make out with you right now."
Ginny gasped. Who the hell does this guy think he is?! "Listen, you did enough by taking the risk of touching my hand."
"I still want to kiss you though."
Ginny was blushing. "Lips are only meant for prayer."
"Well then let's do what our hands are doing."
"Lips should not move unless for prayer," she reiterated.
"Well, if you put it that way, I'll pray. And with my lips, my sin is gone." Draco leaned down and kissed her. Fireworks shot off inside their heads and Ginny suddenly lost her tenseness. She melted into his arms.
"You have passed your sin onto me from your lips."
"You're right-give me my sin back again." he leaned down and kissed her again.
Hermione walked in and gasped. She cleared her throat after she recovered from the shock. "Your mum wants a word with you."
Draco leaned over to Hermione. "Who is her mum?"
"Her mother is Molly Weasley, the hostess. That's Ginny- she's only a year below us in school! Jeez, Malfoy, you're so thick sometimes."
"That's Ginny Weasley? My heart is in the hands of my only enemy!"
Theodore popped up out of nowhere. "Come on, Draco! There's nothing else to see here!" Theodore grabbed him by the arm and dragged him out the door.
Ginny pulled Hermione aside. "Hey, Hermione, who is that guy?"
"His name is Draco. He's the only son of your enemy, Lucius Malfoy. Ever heard of him?" she asked sarcastically.
"My only love sprung from my only hate!
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
Prodigious birth of love it is to me,
That I must love a loathed enemy."
"What's that?" asked Hermione.
"A rhyme I learned when I was little."
"Well, come on. We've got to go to bed." Hermione grabbed Ginny by the wrist and dragged her to her room.