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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. JK Rowling does. Nor do I own Romeo & Juliet. William Shakespeare does.
Remember, this is AU. As in alternate universe in the Muggle world as well.
So, I went out to Target and bought the DVD of Romeo + Juliet. Its actually a double feature. R&J and Walk the Line for $10. Good bargain. Haha. I had it on VHS, but I can't find it so I went get it at Target. I'm so excited! Haha.
I'm going to try to steer clear of making it just like the movie.
Here's chapter one!
"Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night."-Romeo, Romeo & Juliet, Act I, Scene V, William Shakespeare.
Chapter One
First Sight
Mrs. Charlotte Granger was very fond of her daughter and her beauty. Hermione Granger had just turned eighteen. Parents can only own their child if they are not married or until they are twenty-one. She was on her way to greet her daughter to tell her that she was to marry Viktor Krum, the football player. She hoped she would be excited. "Hermione!" she called as she arrived at her daughter's room. She opened the door and entered. Beautiful Hermione was sitting at her vanity putting make-up on for the party tonight. She would go as a fairy in a white dress and white wings and a golden tiara. Hermione had curly brown hair that went to her shoulders and chocolate-brown eyes. Hermione used to not be very beautiful when she was younger. She had buck teeth and bushy hair. She used to be sort of chubby. But once she turned fourteen, she grew out of her baby fat and got her teeth fixed and tamed her hair. Now she was so beautiful.
Madam Pomfrey was working on her hair. She could not decide if she wanted to put it up or down. "Madam Pomfrey, please leave us. I need to speak to my daughter." Madam Pomfrey nodded and left the room, shutting the door behind her. However, Charlotte regretted it as she knew the nurse knew her daughter better than she did. Therefore, she opened the door and said, "Never mind, Madam Pomfrey. I changed my mind." She ushered her back into the room and turned to her daughter.
"I wanted to speak to you about marriage. Your father and I have arranged you to marry Viktor Krum," she said.
"The football player?" she asked disgustedly. He was dark and scary-looking. She could not picture herself married to that man.
"Yes, he is to come to the party tonight and expects you to dance with him."
'Then I'll be hiding somewhere' she thought to herself. "But I don't love him."
"You could grow to love him," her mother pointed out.
"You can grow by him as well," Madam Pomfrey muttered talking about pregnancy. However, they ignored her.
"I look to marry for love, not to grow to love," she protested.
"Please, Hermione. Please, just give him a chance," her mother begged.
Hermione thought about this. If she agreed, maybe it will get her parents off of her back about this. And if she did not like him-which she knew she would not-then hopefully they would not push it. She nodded, satisfying her mother.
"Very well, get ready for tonight. You must look ravishing for Mr. Krum," she said before she left the bedroom shutting the door behind her.
Hermione looked into the mirror and sighed. This was going to be a long night.
Harry dressed up a knight. He had light chain mail on and armor that had the same weight of a pillow. He did not have a helmet as it would only suffocate him. He thought he looked pretty good. He was getting nervous about seeing Cho again. Maybe he could even dance with her.
Ron showed up with Seamus, whose arm was in a sling. "Hey, mate, you okay?" he asked him.
"Oh, yeah. I'm fine. The St. Mungo's Healers fixed me up pretty good," the Irish lad replied. He was dressed up as a leprachaun.
"Well, I'm glad, mate."
Dean arrived in a monk's brown robe. Everyone laughed because of the irony. Everyone knew that Dean Thomas was one of the last people would ever become a monk, along with Ron, who was dressed as a matador; and Seamus.
"Alright, let's go crash a party!" Dean shouted.
"Whoo!" all of the boys cheered.
"Or at least you four will. I was invited," he added with pride and they all laughed and got in Dean's car and he drove off to Granger Mansion where the party was. Before they arrived in Granger territory, Harry, Ron, Neville, and Seamus all put on masks as it was custom to do so at a party in which you were not invited to. Ron had gotten all of the masks for them. His was black and contrasted well with his costume. Harry's mask was silver; Seamus' was dark green; and Neville's was brown as he was dressed as a pirate. Their masks were dark colors so they would not draw attention to themselves and no one would ask who they were.
Fireworks exploded in the night sky as they got closer and closer to the Mansion. The lights were bright and Harry looked up and frowned as he could not see the stars. 'The stars are usually beautiful around this time of year' he thought. When they arrived, they noticed many others were just arriving, too. It gave them the advantage to blend in. They all got out of the convertible and a valet parked Dean's car.
The kin to the Prime Minister and his friends went to the bouncer and the former gave him his invitation. "These four are with me." The bouncer nodded and let them through. Harry smiled as he realized he would finally see what his sworn enemy's home looked like. They walked in and gazed in awe at it. It was no different than his own home, Harry confirmed. However, since it was a party, they had put up many decorations and made a dancefloor out of the ballroom with a deejay who was playing hip-hop. There were many lights of various colors shining on them every few seconds. However, they did not show too well as the main light was on.
"This is amazing, don't you think, Harry?" Ron asked as he looked at his friend with glee. "I mean, I know they are our sworn enemies, but this is beyond belief."
"Yeah," he agreed. His mind soon changed to other things as he looked around for Cho Chang. The place was mildly crowded and he felt as if he would never find her. He turned to his friends. "I'm going walk around. I'll see you four later." They nodded and he walked off in search of her.
After five minutes of looking around with no luck, he was grabbed by a firm hand. He turned and looked at who it was. He widened his eyes at a strange man dressed in a white robe with a red sash going over his shoulder and across his body; and had a gold tiara on his head that had spikes all the way around it. He recognized the man's face as Jacob Granger and realized he was caught. "Hello, young lad, I remember when I was a young fellow like you and I wore a mask to a party I was not invited to. You are welcome here, lad. Enjoy the party."
Harry nodded. "Thank you, sir." He let out a sigh of relief when the enemy of his father left to greet another guest. Harry continued on and saw a woman he remembered to be Charlotte Granger. She was dressed in a white dress similiar to her husband's robe and she, too, had a gold tiara on her head. Harry had no idea what they were dressed up as. 'Romans? Maybe not' he thought but focused on finding Cho.
He eventually found her dancing with a monk. It was not Dean as he was black and this person had pale skin. It was ironic because Cho was dressed up as a nun. 'Or just came here from the convent' he thought bitterly. He decided to let her go. He should not have to endure this torture of seeing her anymore and feeling like someone had reached down into his mouth, grabbed his small intestines, yanked it out, and tied it around his throat.
"Cookie?" a waiter asked him randomly with a plate of cookies in his hand.
"Oh, no, thank you," he said politely and the waiter nodded and left.
With one last look at Cho, he said, "Goodbye forever." He slightly smiled, turned on his heel, and left the dancefloor to go look around. There was a gold elevator off to the side and Harry decided to take it as the party continued upstairs as well.
He stepped out of the elevator and looked around. There were people there dancing and congregating. He saw an astronaut and an alien grinding on the makeshift dancefloor. A cowboy and an Indian woman. An angel and a devil. He even saw a man dressed as a dog dancing with a woman who donned a cat suit. Sworn enemies. Yet, all of them were dancing and having fun together. Harry wished his father were here. Or at least Jacob Granger. To see that loving your enemies does exist. His kinsmen and father's employees and Mr. Granger's fight and shoot each other. 'They think it's the only way to end a feud. Trying to make the other one bow down to the other. Make them higher than the other.'
Love.
That was the only way to end a fight. A war. A feud. Not Hate. But Love.
Harry turned on his heel and something caught his eye. It was a small library off to the side. No one was around there and Harry thought it was the perfect place to hide. To hide from it. Hide from seeing couples dance and wishing he had someone. He walked over to the library, took off his mask as it was bothering him, and looked at the spines of the books curiously. He was a bit of a reader and recognized some of the titles. 'Even have the same books we do' he thought and then he saw his favorite story, Pyramus and Thisbe. It was a part of Roman mythology and had heard it once in school and loved it. He could not believe they had published it in its own book and that the Grangers had it. He smiled and moved on to look at the other books.
He had passed Cinderella when something had caught his eye. It was...well, an eye. A brown eye staring back at him over the tomes and under the shelf above them. Soon, another brown eye joined its twin and a hint of a woman's face could be made out. Harry smiled as he thought this face interesting. He began to move along the bookshelf and she moved with him. There was a series of short tomes and Harry was able to see her face. With the brown eyes, she had light-brown hair that caressed the sides of her face in curls. In her hair was a gold tiara that shined brightly. She looked to be about his age. She was wearing a white dress that looked like it was shredded at the end and at the top. It was strapless and clung to her delicate breasts well. On her back were a set of white wings. She was beyond beautiful and Harry thought for a second that he was maybe dead. Maybe he had died and gone to heaven and this was the angel that was to greet him through the gates.
Cho Chang was not this beautiful. In fact "beautiful" was not even a word to describe what this girl was. Nor "gorgeous". Nor "stunning". This young woman, to Harry, was breath-taking. She smiled at him and he smiled back. She had a beautiful smile that showed her glowing-white teeth.
They approached the end of the bookcase and now they stood there facing each other and staring into each other's eyes. "Hello," she said. Her voice was like the sound of bells.
"Hello," he replied. For some reason or another, he felt the urge to bow. She giggled at his behavior and he blushed.
"My name is H-" he started but was interrupted.
"There you are! I've been looking for you all over! Come, your mother wants you to dance with Mr. Krum," a woman that looked like a maid rushed over to her and grabbed her arm. Harry did not want her to leave, so he followed them. She kept glancing behind her looking at him and smiling. They went down the stairs and to the ballroom. Harry hid behind a pillar as she danced with a brute of a man. Harry recognized him as the Bulgarian football player, Viktor Krum, that now played for England. The young woman kept looking at him, Harry, which he was pleased about as he peeked around the pillar.
He watched as they danced and waited for the song to be over.
Somewhere off to the side of the dancefloor, Ernie MacMillian saw him and growled. He walked to his uncle and pointed to Harry. "Uncle Jacob, look over there, behind the pillar. Do you know who that is?"
Mr. Granger followed where the young man was pointing and recognized the boy he was talking about. "Oh, yes, that is the son of James Potter," he responded passively and continued to look at the couples dancing.
Ernie was furious. His own uncle not mad that their enemy had sneaked in? "Well, are you going to do something about it?" he asked.
"No, my dear boy, of course not. He's not harming anyone, is he? Let's leave him alone. Come, Ernie." He tried to steer his nephew away but he recoiled.
"Fine, I'll scare him out by myself," he said grabbing for his gun. Jacob Granger grabbed his arm forcefully and angrily.
"We are at a party. My party. You will not cause a scene. Leave the boy alone. I see that he is no trouble here. Go on your way."
With one last glare at his uncle, Ernie pushed past him to find a young lady to dance with.
Once the song was over, the young woman slipped away from her mother, the maid, and Krum; to Harry, who grabbed her hand and pulled her behind the pillar with him. "I want to kiss you so bad it hurts."
The young woman smiled at him and giggled. "Is that what you greet every woman with?"
"My formalities have gone for the moment," he said with a smirk. "My mind is blank. All I'm thinking of right now is how much I want to kiss you."
"Well, then, let me see if I can get your mind back," she matched his smirk and leaned in and brushed her lips against his in a tender, sweet kiss. They pulled away and smiled brightly at each other.
"Hmm...my mind is still blank." Harry could not wait any longer. He grabbed the back of her head and leaned in again, once again touching her lips with his. Soon he pried her mouth open with his and she complied, and he stuck his tongue in. She moaned and grabbed his arms, pulling him flush against her, making the kiss more passionate. She flicked her tongue against his, tasting him.
Air became a necessity and they pulled away from each other. "You're an amazing kisser," she said dazedly.
"Thank you," he replied and was about to lean in again when they heard,
"Hermione!" The young woman, now called "Hermione" whipped around and Harry saw the maid again. "Come on, your mother wants you again." She looked at Harry with a blank look and then grabbed Hermione and pulled her along again. Harry followed them once again and watched the two go up the stairs and meet with a familiar woman. He stopped at once, shocked. Hermione turned to look at him, not wanting to take her eyes off of him.
Harry opened his mouth in shock as he saw the older woman in the familiar white dress. He wondered why he had not seen her when he was watching Hermione and Krum dance. 'Guess I was too preoccupied with her daughter.' But he realized who this woman was. The wife of Jacob Granger. And he knew who Hermione was. 'She's a Granger. My enemy.' He could not believe it. The one he was in love with was his enemy.
He watched the maid lean to Hermione and heard everything she whispered to her, "His name is Harry Potter." Hermione's eyes widened at that. "He is the only son of your great enemy."
"No," she whispered in vain and a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Come along, dear." She pulled Hermione up the stairs but Hermione did not take her eyes off of Harry. Her only love was her only hate!
"Hey, mate, come on, party's over." He felt Dean pull him along. However, his eyes did not leave hers.
Harry did not look away until he could not see her anymore. He turned forward and walked with his friends, but still kept shooting glances at the Mansion. Everyone was leaving. The valet brought the car around and Dean got in his place. Seamus sat in the front seat and Harry sat in between Ron and Neville in the backseat and they drove off.
They were almost to the gate when Harry knew that he wanted to see her again. So, he did a backwards roll off of the bacvk of the slow-moving car and ran to the trees to climb the fence. "Harry!" he could hear his friends call out to him. But he did not answer. He heard them drive off when he hit the ground.
'I need to talk to her' he thought to himself as he faced danger in the eye.
TBC...
Well, there's the 1st chapter. Hope you liked it. I hope it was not too like the movie.
Next is the "balcony scene". I think, personally, a swimming pool was awesome for that part. But since it was in the movie, I can't do it. :( So pleez give me some ideas on how to do it.
Oh, this is funny: I went to this place (kinda like Chuck E. Cheese) for my niece's b-day party. And I was in the bathroom and I opened the stall door to go wash my hands and the door does not open too far, so I ended up smacking my face in the side of the door. It was awesome! But no one was there to see it. :( So I just laughed at myself. Haha.
Pleez review!
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