SO THIS WAS IN MY LITTLE IDEA NOTEBOOK AND I COULDN'T SAY NO TO A SINGING DRACO (HEHE RHYME) SO HERE IT IS.
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Hogwarts Musical
The chatter of the returning seventh years filled the Great Hall. I spotted Hermione and Ron across the hall near the front of the Gryffindor table. "Hermione save me a seat!" I shouted to her making her notice me for the first time.
"Hailey! Hurry up McGonagall has an announcement." She called back to me waving me over. I pushed my way through the crowd toward the front table. When I got up there I gave her a huge hug, we had made it to our last year finally. No more war or fearing for our lives, just school. At least that's what I thought. "How have you been? I know that what's left of the Order got you a nice apartment in London but how are you keeping?" Hermione asked excitedly.
"Well I still have to pay for everything now that they have me set, but I had a summer job that helped a lot." I told her as we sat down waiting for McGonagall to enter and talk. We were laughing and catching up when I heard the voice of my least favorite Slytherine.
"So I hear you are entertaining muggles for money now Potter. " Draco Malfoy said mockingly as he walked up behind us.
"At least I'm not sitting around being watched everywhere I go because I'm a murdering lunatic." I sneered standing up to face him. Though he was almost a head taller than me I wasn't intimidated.
"You're one to talk you may not be watched for the same reason but you are being watched all the time. How does it feel to know you will never be left alone to live a normal life?" It hit something in me. I knew what he said was true but that didn't mean I had to take it lying down. But as soon as I opened my mouth McGonagall walked into the Great Hall and called for everyone to take their seats.
"As you know the new Hogwarts is working towards the goal of house unity. So this year we are going to do a musical production. It is mandatory for all seventh years to participate in one way or another and all must audition for at least one part. You do not have to accept the part but once you have you can't back out, you are stuck with it. The production we are going to do is 'The Phantom of the Opera' so please take this seriously. Auditions are going to be next week so ready a song choice to perform. The best from the leads will then perform duets from the production that the judges will pick to fit the couple. That is all, you may go to dormitories and prepare, goodnight." And with that she walked off out of the hall leaving everyone dumbstruck.
"I agree with the idea but I don't want to audition for a role and humiliate myself." Ron said. He sounded so grown up now.
"Same I really don't want to audition for anything." Hermione said nodding her head in agreement.
"I actually can't wait to audition for Christine. I love that musical." They looked at me like I had grown an extra head. "What?"
"Since when do you sing? Never in all the years I've known you have I heard you sing." Hermione asked. Ron gave me a look that said he was thinking the same.
"Well I kind of took it up during third year when everything was really getting to me." I told them. I stood up heading out of the hall with them right on my heels. "It's not like I was secretly doing drugs or anything I was playing piano and singing."
"Is that where you were sneaking off to during free period to play piano?" Hermione asked and I just nodded to her.
"Can we please not get into what I do in my free time because it really doesn't concern you guys it's just what I like to do okay?" I was getting irritated they really didn't have to know everything I did every minute of every day. Finally reaching the fat lady portrait and giving her the password I entered the girl's dorm. I opened my trunk to my music pieces looking for an amazing piece to do. I had tons of pieces I could do. Picking out my five favorite I put them in my bag for tomorrow and got ready for bed.
"Hailey?" It was Hermione's voice that came from the door.
"What?" My voice was snippy, though I really didn't mean to say it that way.
"I didn't mean to pry earlier It just caught me off guard. Don't be mad please." She pleaded to me.
"When do I ever stay mad at you 'Mione?" I teased her making her squeal and run to give me a hug. She smothered me with 'Thank you thank you thank you's. We laughed a bit and then we went to bed resting for our first day back to classes after the war.
It was the first time I had a little bit of normality in a long time. Well normal as much as witchcraft could get. Classes that end with homework and lunch with loud students, though it was different with Snape gone I had to admit. Slughorn was a great potions professor I guess I had grown used to Snape. The new DADA professor was okay, though I think he had a slight phobia of people younger than him because every time we would ask a question he would rush it out and shoo us away. He really was rather odd. Again during free period I went to the Room of Requirement to play. My songs have grown happier since the war ended. It's nice to have a new sound fill my ears; it makes me feel better no matter the mood I'm in before I play. I took out my audition choices: 'The Last Rose of Summer', 'Listen to Your Heart', 'Walking in the Air', 'You', and 'The Voice'. I played through them all before playing again singing the second time. The rest of my day was calm and uneventful until supper time when I walked into Malfoy running his mouth off to my friends.
"I don't even think you should bother trying out Granger. You probably sound as good as if your cat tried to sing." Draco said with a taunting laugh.
"Like you could do any better Malfoy?" I said with a snort coming over to the group. He just smirked at me.
"Actually all pure-blood children have private voice lessons. It's something that they take pride in being able to do." He said in the same manner as before. "And I wouldn't be so quick to insult when you probably can't even sing a child's lullaby."
"Actually I've been singing since I was six years old and have played piano since third year. If you really want to tell me you're better show me Malfoy, show me how well you can sing right here in front of everyone." I challenged. "Oh and none of that boy band crap you don't have to have talent to sing like a boy band."
"Just don't get overwhelmed Potter I've been known to make people faint." So conceded. Casting a spell over the instruments usually used for the choir he stepped up onto the Slytherine table. The music started to play and I recognized it immediately, 'Numb' by Linkin Park.
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
The rest of the seventh year Slytherine's had joined to be the backups.
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
is be more like me and be less like you
I couldn't help but see the look on his face, like every word he said was a part of his life. Like it told his story.
Can't you see that you're smothering me, I've become so numb, I can't feel you there, And I know
holding too tightly, afraid to lose control?
'Cause everything that you thought I would be
has fallen apart right in front of you.
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you.
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take.
Become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you.
I may end up failing too.
But I know
you were just like me with someone disappointed in you.
His voice was so confident in what he was singing. It gripped people in a way that can't be described. I smiled at it. Despite our rivalry I couldn't help but feel him and his passion of the song. I knew his sadness with every word, I understood him.
I've become so numb; I can't feel you there, I've become so numb, I can't feel you there.
become so tired, so much more aware.
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
is be more like me and be less like you.
(I'm tired of being what you want me to be)
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there.
(I'm tired of being what you want me to be)
He ended with a triumphant smirk on his face. The Slytherine's roared for him and he was soaking it up.
"So Potter you think you can upstage me?" He challenged stopping mere inches away from me. I just smirked right on back at him.
"Oh I know I can." With those words I waved my wand over the instruments and stepped up onto the Gryffindor table. The music started and I threw myself into my performance.
All that I'm living for,
All that I'm dying for,
All that I can't ignore alone at night.
Flashes of my nightmares shot through my head just pushing me on. My frustrations all coming out in this one song.
I can feel the night beginning. All that I'm living for,
Separate me from the living.
Understanding me,
After all I've seen.
Piecing every thought together,
find the words to make me better.
If I only knew how to pull myself apart.
All that I'm dying for,
All that I can't ignore alone at night.
All that I'm wanted for,
although I wanted more.
Lock the last open door; my ghosts are gaining on me.
Faces of the people I lost to the war.
I believe that dreams are sacred. All that I'm living for, Guess I thought I'd have to change the world to make you see me, All that I'm living for, Should it hurt to love you?
Take my darkest fears and play them
Like a lullaby,
Like a reason why,
Like a play of my obsessions,
Make me understand the lesson,
So I'll find myself,
So I won't be lost again.
All that I'm dying for,
All that I can't ignore alone at night.
All that I'm wanted for,
although I wanted more.
Lock the last open door; my ghosts are gaining on me.
to be the one.
I could have run forever,
but how far would I have come
without mourning your love?
All that I'm dying for,
All that I can't ignore alone at night.
All that I'm wanted for,
although I wanted more.
Lock the last open door; my ghosts are gaining on me.
Should I feel like I do?
Should I lock the last open door,
my ghosts are gaining on me.
I ended softly and the entire Hall roared with excitement, it was clear I had out done Malfoy. I looked over at him to gage his reaction. His eyes caught mine; they were full of knowing and sadness. The same eyes I would have bet mine looked like during his song. I couldn't stay to celebrate my emotions were going to get the best of me and I couldn't breakdown here. I just smiled and walked out through the crowd of people trying to get to me. Finally out of the Hall I ran to the only place that gave me happy memories. The Room of Requirement. Once inside I broke out into sobs. After getting some control I went to my piano and just played. Song after song filled the room sometimes making me better sometimes making me worse. A scoff alerted me to someone in the room and I Immediately stopped playing and turned toward the direction of the noise.
"You said you played, but I didn't know you played that well." Malfoy said stepping out of the corner. I quickly turned and wiped my tears away not wanting him to see them.
"What are you doing here Malfoy? Don't you have anything better to do?" I hissed at him.
"I came to talk, that's it. I saw your face up there; you were in a lot of pain." His voice wasn't like usual, full of malice and dignity, it was soft and sympathetic.
"Why do you care?" I asked my voice still came out in a slight hiss of anger. What was with the sudden change in character? When had he ever been concerned with anyone but himself?
"I didn't want to become one of them, I didn't have a choice. I hated what they made me do. Everyone they made me kill is still imprinted in my mind. I know it doesn't make up for anything but I am sorry for any of the pain that came by my hand. I don't hate you, you aren't my enemy, and you never really were." His voice was so sad. I stood up and turned to him.
"Then why do you still treat people like crap? Why do you continue to cause people pain? If you've really changed and you're really sorry, then show it. Don't say you're sorry and then call someone a mudblood or bloodtraitor seconds later, that's not a change that's an act. Show me you can be a nice guy worthy of respect and I'll give you respect but until then leave me alone." I yelled at him and began walking away. Right before I got to the door his hand stopped me and turned me around to face him. "What are you d…?" I was cut off by a pair of lips meeting mine. My eyes widened in shock. Malfoy was kissing me. Draco Malfoy was kissing me. What was worse, I was kissing him back. My eyes fluttered closed as his hands traveled up my arms leaving a trail of fire in their wake. They tangled themselves into my long black hair. My arms moved around his neck completing the embrace. His tongue swept across my bottom lip asking for entrance, I willingly opened for him. He moaned and I snapped back to reality and jumped away. We were both breathing hard from the intensity of the kiss. I looked up at him and did what any overloaded confused teenager would do, I ran.
"Hailey!" Draco called after me, but I didn't care I just needed to be anywhere but around him. That place ended up being the deserted balcony in the library. I just curled myself into a corner trying to make myself one with the wall. The prefects shooing people out of the library alerted me that it was curfew and that I had been in the library for several hours. I made my way back to the common room trying to avoid as many people as possible. Once in the common room though Ron and Hermione lashed out at me.
"Where have you been all this time?" Hermione asked in her overly motherly voice.
"In the Library." I simply stated and walked passed them towards the girls dorm.
"For that long?" Ron asked. I just rolled my eyes, what were they my parent?
"Yes, in case you forgot we still have NEWTS this year and I plan on doing better than I did on my OWLS fifth year." They stood there mouths agape and staring. I just left them there and got ready for bed. Though sleep evaded me for most of the night. When Hermione came up to bed I pretended to be asleep as to avoid more questioning tonight. It seemed that once I fell asleep I was being woken up minutes later for breakfast. I got ready and left the common room just to be pulled to the side by a familiar blond. "Do you have to pull me every which way all the time?" I asked annoyed.
"Sorry I just, I needed to catch you before breakfast. Why did you run away yesterday?" I knew he was going to ask I just didn't think it would be so soon.
"I don't know, I guess I was just shocked and confused. Why did you do that, why did you kiss me?" I couldn't bear to look at him when he gave me the answer.
"I didn't plan on it; I was just going to keep you from leaving. But then I don't know it just sort of happened. I don't regret doing it though, I'm glad I did Hailey." He was being so sweet and it was so different. I let my gaze drift up to his eyes and all I could see was a soft love. Not a bright vibrant passion kind, a soft gentle new found love. I knew he had never been exposed to a loving place before and this was new to him.
"What do you feel for me Draco?" I had to know. He just looked back at me then dropped his head to look at the floor.
"I'm not sure; all I know is that when I kissed you, I didn't want to stop. I wanted to hold you there forever if I could. And when you ran away I started to ache in a way I've never felt before, like every step you took away was taking a piece of me with you." My eyes started to water but I refused to let them fall, I had cried enough. His hand came up and cupped my cheek in a caring gesture. "Please tell me you felt something too."
"I would be lying if I said I didn't Draco, but I don't know what I feel for you. We've been at each other's throats for as long as we've known one another and it's hard to tell if someone has changed, I haven't seen the change in you yet. " I told him softly. His hand fell away from my cheek and he sighed.
"Just give me one chance to show you, one chance to change and I will. The feeling of you walking away, I don't want to feel that again, please." I wasn't a question, it was a plea. His eyes pleaded as well and I couldn't say no.
"One chance, show me you've changed." He smiled. I hadn't ever seen him smile like this, it was one of happiness. And then he did it again, he kissed me without warning. This time though it wasn't long and breathe taking it was a simple kiss, a small peck that just lingered a little longer.
"Thank you." He said pulling away and taking my hand in his. "Breakfast?" His sweetness made me smile and I nodded. We walked down to the Great Hall together hand in hand. The entire hall seemed to completely freeze upon our entrance.
"Are you sure about this Draco?" I whispered uncertainly to him. People began to whisper now.
"Absolutely." He smirked and released my hand to put his arm around my waist to reassure that he meant it.