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A Midsummer Night's Dream

Summary: Hermione vowed never to fall for a Slytherin, especially for their vain prince. They both thought they hated each other, but can a school play change their minds?

4. The Second Day

DEMETRIUS enters, followed by HELENA

DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: -stopping- Look, I don't love you, so stop following me around! You're acting like a bloody annoying fly!

HELENA/PANSY: That's not the line, idiot.

DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: Do I look like I care? -Helena glares- Oh alright! -looks down at the papers- Where are Lysander and beautiful Hermia? Lysander I want to stop, but Hermia stops my heart from beating. You told me they escaped to the forest, and here I am going crazy about finding them. Go away, and stop following me around!

HELENA/PANSY: -mumbles- You're already crazy. -Demetrius glares- Look, you attract me to you, you cruel magnet! But you must not attract iron, for my heart is as true as steel! If you let go of your power to attract me, I will not have any power to follow you.

DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: Do I ask you to follow me? Do I speak kindly to you? Don't I tell you in the clearest terms that I do not and cannot love you?

HELENA/PANSY: Yes, but that makes me love you even more. I'm your little dog, Demetrius. The more you beat me, the more I'll love you. Treat me like you would treat a dog—kick me, hit me, neglect me, try to lose me. Just let me follow behind you, even though I'm not good enough for you. Could I ask for a worse place in your heart than to be treated as you would treat a dog? And yet I would consider it an honor to be your dog.

DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: -looks at her sickly- Merlin, you're annoying. -Helena glares, he clears his throat- Don't push it. Just looking at you makes me sick.

HELENA/PANSY: And I get sick when I can't look at you.

DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: You're risking your reputation by leaving the city and stalking someone who doesn't love you. Standing around alone in a deserted area in the middle of the night isn't the best way to protect your virginity.

HELENA/PANSY: I rely on your virtue to protect me. And because I can see your shining face, it doesn't feel like nighttime to me. This forest doesn't seem deserted when you're here, because you are all the world to me. So how can anyone say I'm alone, when the whole world is here to look at me?

DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: I'll run away from you and hide in the bushes, and leave you to the mercy of wild animals.

HELENA/PANSY: The wildest animal isn't as cruel as you are. Run whenever you want to. The story of Daphne and Apollo will be changed: the lustful god Apollo runs away from the virginal nymph Daphne who pursues him, the dove chases after the griffin, which is usually its predator, and the gentle deer tries to hunt down the tiger—speed is useless when the cowardly person chases and the brave person runs away.

DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: I'm not sticking around to listen to you any longer. Leave me alone. Or if you follow me, you'd better understand that I'll do something bad to you in the forest.

HELENA/PANSY: Yes, you already hurt me in the church, in the town, and in the fields. Shame on you, Demetrius! Your behavior is an insult to all women. We cannot fight for love as men can. We should be pursued and courted. We weren't made to do the pursuing.

DEMETRIUS exits

HELENA/PANSY: -yells after him- I'll follow you and turn this hell I'm in into a kind of heaven. It would be heavenly to be killed by someone I love so much!

HELENA exits

"Good work, Mr. Larritate and Miss Parkinson!" Professor Harrin announced as she sat downstage and looked at the script in her hands. Both Pansy and Trevor walked out from behind the curtains. Trevor looked as if he was going to throw up.

"I really feel bad for Demetrius." He said, and looked at Hermione almost sadly as she appeared from beside him. "Helena sure is annoying and stupid."

"Yes, I can tell from your face onstage that you really didn't like her character." She said, smiling at him. "You looked as if you ate a slug."

"I'm sure he did!" Pansy said, glaring at the two. "And who do you think Demetrius is? He's a one-of-a-kind brat, if you ask me!"

"At least I'm not a stupid snail that sticks onto people whenever they have a chance!" Trevor retorted, crossing his arms.

"Well, at least I'm not a cruel idiot who doesn't care a single bit of how other people feel!"

"At least I don't smell like some sick sea-urchin who makes a person want to puke when they see it!"

"At least I don't want to kill someone just because they love them!"

"At least I'm not a brat!"

"At least I'm not an idiot!"

"Well, I'm not a rascal!"

"And I'm not an arse!"

"Moron!"

"Numbskull!"

"Peabrain!"

"Airhead!"

"Dumbo!"

"Knucklehead!"

"Really?!" Hermione interrupted, putting both of her hands up. The two looked at her for a split second before scoffing and turning around. Pansy stalked away.

"That stupid-idiot-peabrain-knucklehead-brat!" Pansy yelled, waving her arms around. "I just want to punch-him-and-kick-him-and-send-him-all-the-way-down-to-hell!!" One of her flapping hands slapped a boy in the face as he shrieked and fell to the ground.

"That woman has some serious problems!" Trevor mumbled, rubbing his forehead. "I feel really bad for Malfoy now."

"Something tells me that he deserves it." Hermione said, smirking. But her smirk immediately turned into a frown when Trevor sighed. "Is something wrong? You seem to be really out today."

"I'm fine." He said, barely making out the words. "Just...had a very tiring day."

"Tiring? It's 9 in the morning." Hermione said, raising an eyebrow. "Didn't sleep well last night?"

He shrugged. "I guess so."

"Care to enlighten me?"

He sighed again. He seemed to have thought for a few seconds before replying to her. "Cecilia and I broke up."

Hermione's eyes widened. "Broke up?! How come? You guys seemed perfectly fine yesterday!"

"Yeah, but we sorta got into a fight last night."

"Why?"

At this, Trevor blushed a little and bent his head down, placing a finger under his nose. "I pumpd a snmman." He mumbled. Hermione stepped closer to him.

"What?"

"I punched a snowman!"

Hermione stared. "Why?!"

"I thought he was some sort of monster or vampire! He had red lips for heaven's sake!" He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Turns out it was just make-up. He was a snowman looking like a clown."

"And Cecelia broke up with you because...?"

"I also punched her."

At this, Hermione looked really shocked. "Why?!"

"She was eating a hotdog, and the ketchup went on her face when I punched the snowman. And I thought it was blood. So I punched her!"

Hermione was silent for a while. Then her eyebrows went all the way up to her bangs (which were held back with a pin) as she placed a hand on his shoulder. "Trevor, I'm not the kind of person who says this, but..." She bent forward to whisper in his ear. "You should bang your head against a wall hard until you're unconscious, that'll help with you're weird-behaving symptom."

"Thanks, Mione, that made me feel so much better." Trevor said, faking a smile.

"So, how are you then?" She asked.

"I'm fine. We never had a thing anyways."

"Never had a thing? You guys have been dating for 4 months! Well, according to Ginny's gossip blog."

"Ginny has a gossip blog?"

"7, to be exact. -sigh- Anyways, would getting some lollipops make you feel any better?"

"You mean, going to Hogsmeade?"

"Sure, why not?"

"I'm not gonna date that soon, Hermione."

"Who's says we're dating?"

"So we're not?"

"No."

"Then why did you ask me?"

"Trevor!" Hermione sighed, placing her hand back on his shoulder and giving him a look. "Just friends?"

Trevor thought for a while, but smiled when he grabbed for her hand and held them in his. "If it turns out to be anything more, I won't have any problems with that."

"Don't be so imaginative, sweetie." Hermione said, smiling, then Trevor pulled her into a hug.

"Thanks, Mione."

"No problem!" She chirped, hugging him back.

"Hey, you two, get a room!" Draco yelled, and Hermione almost jumped as she turned around to glare at him.

"Why? We like being here if it's to annoy you." She said, swinging her hips from side to side as if doing a small dance.

"One thing I don't understand is why anyone would actually like you." Draco said, his eyes then shifting to Trevor. "She's totally not worth it; don't you think?"

"I'm not like you, Malfoy." Trevor said, his voice a bit cold. "Hermione is a great friend, and you'd see that if you know her better."

"He'll never know me any better than this." Hermione said, shrugging. "And I don't want him to. Now go find your girlfriend, ferret, before I loose my temper and punch you in the face again. You didn't really like that in third year, did you?"

"At least I didn't cry." He said, glaring, before turning and walking away. He almost screamed when Pansy suddenly jumped on him and hugged him as if he were some teddy-bear.

"For once in my life, I'm actually glad that Parkinson's alive." Hermione mumbled, smiling when Draco screamed again as Pansy tried to kiss him hard.

"Alright, students, let's continue rehearsing!" Professor Harrin called out after taking some minutes to look at the notes from the previous day.

Hermion said goodbye to Trevor as she walked to the back of the stage. She bursted into laughter when Draco appeared; his hair, tie, and shirt completely disheveled.

"That served you well." She said after a few seconds of laughing. Draco made a face at her and mimicked her in a mocking voice.

"Oh-ho-ho, that served you well!" Hermione stuck her tongue out at him.

LYSANDER and HERMIA enters

LYSANDER/DRACO: My love, you look like you're about to faint from wandering in the woods for so long, and to tell you the truth, I've gotten us lost. We'll take a rest, if you think it's a good idea, and wait until daylight when things will be easier.

HERMIA/HERMIONE: I don't look like I'm gonna faint! -Lysander slaps her in the arm- Ow! Okay! Let's do that, Lysander. Find something to cushion you while you sleep. I'm going to rest my head on this little slope.

LYSANDER/DRACO: We can both sleep together on the grass. We'll have one heart, one bed, two bodies, and one faithful vow.

HERMIA/HERMIONE: -stepping away from him and raising her arm dramatically- No, Lysander. Please, for my sake, sleep a little farther away. Don't sleep so close to me.

LYSANDER/DRACO: -smiling slyly and taking a step closer to her- Oh, sweetheart, I didn't mean anything naughty when I said that. When lovers talk to each other, their hearts should understand each other. I just meant that our hearts are joined, so we can almost think of them as one heart. Our two bodies are linked together by the promises we've made to each other, so there are two bodies and one faithful vow. So let me sleep next to you. If I lie next to you, I won't lie to you—I'll be faithful and respect you. -takes a big step towards her as she yelps and falls on her butt-

HERMIA/HERMIONE: -irritated- You're so annoying! -gets up- Lysander's got a way with words. I would certainly be rude and shameful if I had implied that you were a liar. But please, darling, sleep a little farther away so we can behave properly. It's only proper for a well-behaved bachelor and a well-behaved girl to be physically separated like this. Stay away for now, and good night, my sweet friend. I hope your love for me remains this strong for your entire life!

LYSANDER/DRACO: Amen to that. I hope my life ends before my loyalty to you does. I'll sleep over here. Sleep well!

HERMIA/HERMIONE: You sleep well, too. -the two makes a gagging sound before pulling each other into a hug; they immediately pull away within 2 seconds-

HERMIA and LYSANDER sleeps, ROBIN enters

ROBIN/CORBIN: (incase you guys don't know, Robin Goodfellow is a fairy and he likes to pull pranks on people; he now has a flower that has magical juice which you put on people's eyelids and makes them fall in love with the first person they see) I've been through the entire forest, but I haven't found any Athenian man to use the flower on. -pretends to be shocked when he sees Lysander and Hermia- Wait a second, who's this? He's wearing Athenian clothes. This must be the guy who rejected the Athenian girl. And here's the girl, sleeping soundly on the damp and dirty ground. Pretty girl! She shouldn't lie near this rude and heartless man.-tries to squirt the juice out from the fake flower, but after a few tries, no juice comes out; he throws the flower on Lysander's face as said boy makes a sound- Jerk, I throw all the power of this magic charm on your eyes. When you wake up, let love keep you from going back to sleep.

ROBIN exits. DEMETRIUS and HELENA enters, running

HELENA/PANSY: Stop, Demetrius! Stop, even if only to kill me. -makes a face and grabs Demetrius' arm-

DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: I'm telling you, get out of here, and don't follow me around like this. -shakes her arm off-

HELENA/PANSY: Oh, will you leave me alone in the dark? Don't.

DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: Stay here at your own risk. I'm going on alone.

DEMETRIUS exits

HELENA/PANSY: Oh, I'm out of breath from this foolish chase. The more I pray, the less I get out of it. Hermia is lucky, wherever she is, because she has beautiful eyes. How did her eyes get so bright? Not from crying. If that's the case, tears wash my eyes more than hers. No, no, I'm as ugly as a bear, since animals that see me run away in terror. So it's no surprise that Demetrius runs away from me as if I were a monster. What evil and deceitful mirror made me think I could rival Hermia's starry eyes? -gasps when she sees Lysander- But who's this here? Lysander, on the ground? Is he dead or sleeping? I don't see any blood or injuries—Lysander, if you're alive, wake up. -suddenly jumps on him and starts to snog him-

Draco started to scream. "AHH! Geroff me! Mmph!" His words were smothered in Pansy's constant kissing.

"Miss Parkinson! Get off of him now!" Professor Harrin yelled, furious. Hermione sat up on one elbow to stare at them in amusement. She didn't move an inch when some of the students off stage came up to peel Pansy off of him. Draco looked very green.

"That was a very inappropriate behavior, Miss Parkinson!" Harrin said. "This is the theatre, not snogging class!" A few giggles from the girls. "Oh, hush up!"

Draco sat up before wiping some red lipstick off his mouth. Apparently, Pansy didn't forget to put on extra lipgloss before she jumped on him. What the hell is wrong with her? Draco mentally thought.

Hermione pointed and laughed at him while he turned to glare at her. "Try making me more mad than I already am." He said.

Hermione didn't stop laughing. "Try to stop making me laugh by wiping all those lip-prints on your face."

"Try shutting your arse up before I stick something in them!"

"Ew! Try not to make me more disgusted in you than I already am!"

"Try to drive your teacher insane! Now be quiet!" Proffesor Harrin called out, sitting back down in her seat. The two wizards quiet down.

"Continue!" Harrin yelled.

LYSANDER/DRACO: -waking up- I'd even run through fire if you told me to. Radiant, beautiful Helena! -starts to turn green again0 I feel like Mother Nature has allowed me to see into your heart, as if by magic. Where is Demetrius? Oh, I'd kill that name with my sword if I could!

HELENA/PANSY: Don't say that, Lysander. Don't say that. Well, actually, I don't mind if you say that. -a cough from downstage; frowns- Why do you care that he loves Hermia? What does it matter? Hermia still loves you, so be happy.

LYSANDER/DRACO: Happy with Hermia? No. I regret all the boring time I wasted with her. I don't love Hermia; I love Helena. Who wouldn't love a dove more than a crow? A man's desires are influenced by his logical mind, and it's simply logical that you're more worthy of love than Hermia is. Fruits and vegetables don't ripen until the right season of the year. Likewise, I'm young, and my sense of reason has just ripened. I can finally see the light. My logic has more control over my desires than it used to, and it's telling me to look into your eyes, where I see every love story ever told. -slowly takes her hand as she stares at him with dreamy eyes-

HELENA/PANSY: -stares at him for a minute before breaking from the trance when he pulls his hand away- Why does everyone always make fun of me? What have I done to deserve this kind of treatment from you? Is it not enough, is it not enough, young man, that I'll never be pretty enough to get a kind look from Demetrius? Do you have to harp on my inadequacy? My God, it's wrong for you to woo me in such a cruel, disdainful way. But goodbye. I have to tell you, I thought you were a much kinder person than this. Oh, how awful that a lady who's been rejected by one man should therefore be treated horribly by another one! -stands up, but immediately kneels back down after a second, Lysander jumps- But I still love you! Remember that, dear~dear~

LYSANDER/DRACO: It's Lysander! -moves away from her-

HELENA/PANSY: Right...Lysander... -stands up, holds up her hand and flows away backwards; screams and falls offstage as she trips on a wire-

HELENA exits

"Wow!" Hermione said, laughing. "That was very interesting!" Draco started to glare at her again.

"Don't push it, Granger."

At the same time:

"I like pushing your buttons"

"I hate you pushing my buttons."

-A pause-

"Ugh"

-Both stands up and turns away from each other-

And that's the ending of the second day......


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