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A/N: Thanks for the advice Matea, I did take it into consideration! NEXT chapter will be the actual contest! R/R!
It was the day before the big competition and the great hall was alive with talk and laughter. Ron, Hermione, and Harry walked into the great hall for breakfast. Not long after they had sat down, a flock of owls flew into the room. Hermione looked up as two owls carried a medium sized object towards her.
"Finally!" she exclaimed as the owls set it down on the table and flew away. "I was afraid that it wouldn't get here in time for the contest!"
"What is that Hermione?" Ron asked looking at the object.
"It's my violin!" Hermione said opening the violin case and pulling out a beautifully polished violin. "I'm going to play it for my talent."
"Oh, I didn't know you could play the violin." Harry said from across the table.
"My parents made me take lessons ever since I was five…" Hermione answered.
"FIVE?!" Ron said, shocked. "I was just learning to color at five!"
"Yes, well, my parents have always expected quite a lot out of me." She said with a sigh as she put the violin back into its case and closed it tightly. "What are you doing for your talent Ron?"
"Oh, Fred and George taught me how to juggle over the summer, I figured I'd just do that." Ron said with a shrug.
"That'll be neat." Harry said.
"What are you doing for your talent Harry?" Ron asked him with great interest.
"It's a secret!" Harry said with a grin.
"A secret?" Ron repeated. "We told you ours!"
"You didn't have to." Harry shrugged gaining a glare from Ron.
"Did y'all hear?" Ginny asked walking up to the trio and sitting down next to Harry.
"Hear what?" Ron asked between bites.
"Dumbledore announced that everyone in the contest has to meet in the Great Hall at five this evening for a practice or something." Ginny told them.
"Oh, okay, thanks Ginny." Ron said, this time his mouth full.
"Ron, don't talk with your mouth full!" Hermione scolded. Ron only shoved more food in as he said, "Yes, Hermione dear." Hermione raised an eyebrow and sighed. Ron swallowed hard.
"You know you love me!" Ron said as he leaned in to kiss her, but Hermione only leaned away from him. Harry grinned at Ginny and then looked at Ron who was tilting on one side of his chair, facing Hermione, and was dangerously close to losing his balance. Harry kicked up on the end of the chair that was not occupied by Ron causing him to totally lose his balance and go toppling over on Hermione, which caused her chair to tip and sent the both of them tumbling to the floor. It caught both of them by such surprise that they only had time to let out a short gasp by the time they hit.
Hermione was still half way on her chair, and Ron was sprawled out on top of her.
"Gee Ginny, I don't know! Ron and Hermione ARE in sort of a COMPROMISING SITUATION!" Harry yelled out loud enough for most of the Hall to hear, including the staff table, all of which immediately looked in the direction of the Gryffindor table. Hermione immediately went scarlet and tried to push Ron off of her.
"Ron! Get off!" Hermione said in a firm tone. Ron raised himself up a bit, with a hand on each side of her head.
"Awww… I was just getting comfortable…" Ron said, Hermione gave him a death glare and he reluctantly got up, helping Hermione up as well. The Great Hall was all staring at them, Hermione glowed even brighter, but Ron just shrugged and them and said "Tripped." They both sat back down at the table and everyone eventually returned to their conversations. Hermione glared at Harry and Ginny as they both laughed and Ron proceeded to kick Harry from under the table. Harry jumped a bit and rubbed his shin, but kept laughing none the less.
Five O'clock rolled around faster than anyone had expected it and Hermione, Ron, and Harry had just arrived at the Great Hall. There were quite a few people there. Some of who were Pansy Parkinson, Draco Malfoy, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, and Padma Patil. (There are more, but they don't matter, so I don't see a point in making up their names and junk if they don't matter.)
Everyone was scattered around practicing their talents, playing chess, or showing off their dress robes/swim suits. Dumbledore was supervising and occasionally helping the students with a talent or answering a question with some of the other Professors, namely Snape and McGonagall.
The three moved to a corner of the vast room and set their talents down. Harry's was in a black box.
"You guys want to see my talent now? I need to practice." Harry asked looking at Ron and Hermione.
"Of course!" Ron said. "We wanted to this morning!"
Harry opened his box and put a black top hat on. "When I do the real thing, I'll be wearing a Muggle Tuxedo, the hat, and a cape." Harry informed them.
"Why?" Ron asked.
"Well… because that's what the great Har-deanie wears my boy!" Harry exclaimed while pulling out a black plastic wand with white on both ends. Hermione laughed.
"A Muggle magic show, very good Harry!" Hermione said.
"A Muggle magic show?" Ron repeated. "That can't be very interesting."
"Ah, but you haven't seen anything like this before have you?!" Harry said, smiling as he took his hat off and pulled a stuffed rabbit out. Ron cocked an eyebrow, but Hermione clapped and laughed. Harry bowed.
"Was that supposed to be magic? That wasn't magic, that wasn't even good!" Ron said. Harry stopped smiling. "I thought it'd be funny…" Harry sighed.
"It was funny Harry, it'll be great!" Hermione said. She then turned to Ron and punched his shoulder. "Let's see yours Ron."
"No problem." Ron said stretching his arms. He reached in his school bag and pulled out three balls and began juggling them.
"Not bad Ron, but can't you juggle anything a bit more exciting… like knives?!" Harry said, giving Ron a dose of his own medicine. Ron ceased juggling at that moment and once again reached into his bag. When he finished rummaging he came out with three juggling knives.
"Ron! No!" Hermione gasped.
"Don't worry 'Mione, they're magic, they can't cut me." Ron said this as he proceeded to make a stabbing motion at his hand with one of the knives, the blade immediately curved to avoid cutting into him. "See?"
"Hmmm… neat… but still be careful." Hermione said making Harry and Ron roll their eyes. Ron juggled the knives a for a few seconds just to show the two that he could do it without the knives having to avoid cutting him.
"You going to play your violin for us now Hermione?" Harry asked.
"No… I'm a bit out of practice and it's a lot more boring than your talents." Hermione said.
"Oh, go on!" Ron said handing Hermione her violin case, she sighed and took it from him. Opening it carefully she removed the violin from its case. She rested it on the crook of her neck, pulled out the bow and began to play. She started out playing a simple slow melody and then gradually began playing faster and a tune that sounded much like something you'd expect to hear at a good old-fashioned country hoe-down. When she stopped Ron and Harry were starring at her in amazement, along with half the Hall and all three Professors.
"I know I'm not that good…" Hermione trailed off looking at the ground.
"No Mione! You're great! That was even better than The Weird Sisters!" Ron said. Hermione blushed.
Everyone resumed their practicing. Lavender, Parvati and Padma, who had been previously adoring each others dress robes and bathing suits were now practicing a dance routine that they would all be doing as a joint talent.
Malfoy seemed to be holding something that looked much like a Muggle ventriloquist dummy. Only the dummy was portraying what looked like a bad impression of a muggle. Dumbledore seemed to be paying close attention to Malfoy. Harry, Hermione, and Ron strained to catch what Malfoy was saying.
"How are you feeling today Mike?" Malfoy asked the dummy.
"…Stupid…" the dummy said. Malfoy was either very good at throwing his voice, or he was using magic to make it talk, as Malfoy's lips didn't move at all. Actually, he wasn't even touching the doll.
"Well, Mike, you are a Mudblood…. That is to be expected." Malfoy said to "Mike the Mudblood" dummy. As soon as Dumbledore heard this comment, he gracefully walked up to Malfoy and then promptly walked away. Malfoy seemed infuriated though and cursed the dummy's head off in his anger. Hermione, Harry and Ron all laughed at this.
Pansy Parkinson was practicing singing some love song that seemed to be directed at Malfoy. As much as they all hated to admit it, Pansy wasn't that bad of a singer.
For almost the rest of the time Ron played Hermione in chess and Harry tried desperately to get some of his magic tricks to work right.
Until a tall, handsome boy, who Harry, Ron and even Hermione recognized as one of the Ravenclaw beaters, walked over to Hermione, holding a banjo.
"Um, can I talk to you for a second?" he asked her. Ron glared at the guy like there was no tomorrow.
"Certainly." Hermione said not noticing Ron's glare. Hermione followed the boy a couple of feet away and returned a minute later the boy walked in the opposite direction.
"What did he want?" Ron asked glaring after him, a note of jealousy in his voice.
"He just wanted some help with his talent." Hermione said sitting down and setting up the chessboard for another game.
"What kind of talent exactly?" Ron asked.
"Just an instrumental comedy thing." Hermione said.
"So, you gonna help him?"
"Sure, Ron… you don't not want me to help him do you?" Hermione asked Ron, Ron only glared.
"Ron, I can't believe you sometimes!" Hermione said picking up her chess pieces and violin, standing and leaving the Great Hall. Harry watched Hermione leave and then looked at Ron.
"You should know by now that you can trust Hermione, Ron." Harry said, packing up his talent.
"I know…" Ron sighed as the two headed out of the Hall, carrying all their stuff.
A/N: Please Review!! Any suggestions for the actual contest are more than welcome!
A/N: Thanks for the advice Matea, I did take it into consideration! NEXT chapter will be the actual contest! R/R!
It was the day before the big competition and the great hall was alive with talk and laughter. Ron, Hermione, and Harry walked into the great hall for breakfast. Not long after they had sat down, a flock of owls flew into the room. Hermione looked up as two owls carried a medium sized object towards her.
"Finally!" she exclaimed as the owls set it down on the table and flew away. "I was afraid that it wouldn't get here in time for the contest!"
"What is that Hermione?" Ron asked looking at the object.
"It's my violin!" Hermione said opening the violin case and pulling out a beautifully polished violin. "I'm going to play it for my talent."
"Oh, I didn't know you could play the violin." Harry said from across the table.
"My parents made me take lessons ever since I was five…" Hermione answered.
"FIVE?!" Ron said, shocked. "I was just learning to color at five!"
"Yes, well, my parents have always expected quite a lot out of me." She said with a sigh as she put the violin back into its case and closed it tightly. "What are you doing for your talent Ron?"
"Oh, Fred and George taught me how to juggle over the summer, I figured I'd just do that." Ron said with a shrug.
"That'll be neat." Harry said.
"What are you doing for your talent Harry?" Ron asked him with great interest.
"It's a secret!" Harry said with a grin.
"A secret?" Ron repeated. "We told you ours!"
"You didn't have to." Harry shrugged gaining a glare from Ron.
"Did y'all hear?" Ginny asked walking up to the trio and sitting down next to Harry.
"Hear what?" Ron asked between bites.
"Dumbledore announced that everyone in the contest has to meet in the Great Hall at five this evening for a practice or something." Ginny told them.
"Oh, okay, thanks Ginny." Ron said, this time his mouth full.
"Ron, don't talk with your mouth full!" Hermione scolded. Ron only shoved more food in as he said, "Yes, Hermione dear." Hermione raised an eyebrow and sighed. Ron swallowed hard.
"You know you love me!" Ron said as he leaned in to kiss her, but Hermione only leaned away from him. Harry grinned at Ginny and then looked at Ron who was tilting on one side of his chair, facing Hermione, and was dangerously close to losing his balance. Harry kicked up on the end of the chair that was not occupied by Ron causing him to totally lose his balance and go toppling over on Hermione, which caused her chair to tip and sent the both of them tumbling to the floor. It caught both of them by such surprise that they only had time to let out a short gasp by the time they hit.
Hermione was still half way on her chair, and Ron was sprawled out on top of her.
"Gee Ginny, I don't know! Ron and Hermione ARE in sort of a COMPROMISING SITUATION!" Harry yelled out loud enough for most of the Hall to hear, including the staff table, all of which immediately looked in the direction of the Gryffindor table. Hermione immediately went scarlet and tried to push Ron off of her.
"Ron! Get off!" Hermione said in a firm tone. Ron raised himself up a bit, with a hand on each side of her head.
"Awww… I was just getting comfortable…" Ron said, Hermione gave him a death glare and he reluctantly got up, helping Hermione up as well. The Great Hall was all staring at them, Hermione glowed even brighter, but Ron just shrugged and them and said "Tripped." They both sat back down at the table and everyone eventually returned to their conversations. Hermione glared at Harry and Ginny as they both laughed and Ron proceeded to kick Harry from under the table. Harry jumped a bit and rubbed his shin, but kept laughing none the less.
Five O'clock rolled around faster than anyone had expected it and Hermione, Ron, and Harry had just arrived at the Great Hall. There were quite a few people there. Some of who were Pansy Parkinson, Draco Malfoy, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, and Padma Patil. (There are more, but they don't matter, so I don't see a point in making up their names and junk if they don't matter.)
Everyone was scattered around practicing their talents, playing chess, or showing off their dress robes/swim suits. Dumbledore was supervising and occasionally helping the students with a talent or answering a question with some of the other Professors, namely Snape and McGonagall.
The three moved to a corner of the vast room and set their talents down. Harry's was in a black box.
"You guys want to see my talent now? I need to practice." Harry asked looking at Ron and Hermione.
"Of course!" Ron said. "We wanted to this morning!"
Harry opened his box and put a black top hat on. "When I do the real thing, I'll be wearing a Muggle Tuxedo, the hat, and a cape." Harry informed them.
"Why?" Ron asked.
"Well… because that's what the great Har-deanie wears my boy!" Harry exclaimed while pulling out a black plastic wand with white on both ends. Hermione laughed.
"A Muggle magic show, very good Harry!" Hermione said.
"A Muggle magic show?" Ron repeated. "That can't be very interesting."
"Ah, but you haven't seen anything like this before have you?!" Harry said, smiling as he took his hat off and pulled a stuffed rabbit out. Ron cocked an eyebrow, but Hermione clapped and laughed. Harry bowed.
"Was that supposed to be magic? That wasn't magic, that wasn't even good!" Ron said. Harry stopped smiling. "I thought it'd be funny…" Harry sighed.
"It was funny Harry, it'll be great!" Hermione said. She then turned to Ron and punched his shoulder. "Let's see yours Ron."
"No problem." Ron said stretching his arms. He reached in his school bag and pulled out three balls and began juggling them.
"Not bad Ron, but can't you juggle anything a bit more exciting… like knives?!" Harry said, giving Ron a dose of his own medicine. Ron ceased juggling at that moment and once again reached into his bag. When he finished rummaging he came out with three juggling knives.
"Ron! No!" Hermione gasped.
"Don't worry 'Mione, they're magic, they can't cut me." Ron said this as he proceeded to make a stabbing motion at his hand with one of the knives, the blade immediately curved to avoid cutting into him. "See?"
"Hmmm… neat… but still be careful." Hermione said making Harry and Ron roll their eyes. Ron juggled the knives a for a few seconds just to show the two that he could do it without the knives having to avoid cutting him.
"You going to play your violin for us now Hermione?" Harry asked.
"No… I'm a bit out of practice and it's a lot more boring than your talents." Hermione said.
"Oh, go on!" Ron said handing Hermione her violin case, she sighed and took it from him. Opening it carefully she removed the violin from its case. She rested it on the crook of her neck, pulled out the bow and began to play. She started out playing a simple slow melody and then gradually began playing faster and a tune that sounded much like something you'd expect to hear at a good old-fashioned country hoe-down. When she stopped Ron and Harry were starring at her in amazement, along with half the Hall and all three Professors.
"I know I'm not that good…" Hermione trailed off looking at the ground.
"No Mione! You're great! That was even better than The Weird Sisters!" Ron said. Hermione blushed.
Everyone resumed their practicing. Lavender, Parvati and Padma, who had been previously adoring each others dress robes and bathing suits were now practicing a dance routine that they would all be doing as a joint talent.
Malfoy seemed to be holding something that looked much like a Muggle ventriloquist dummy. Only the dummy was portraying what looked like a bad impression of a muggle. Dumbledore seemed to be paying close attention to Malfoy. Harry, Hermione, and Ron strained to catch what Malfoy was saying.
"How are you feeling today Mike?" Malfoy asked the dummy.
"…Stupid…" the dummy said. Malfoy was either very good at throwing his voice, or he was using magic to make it talk, as Malfoy's lips didn't move at all. Actually, he wasn't even touching the doll.
"Well, Mike, you are a Mudblood…. That is to be expected." Malfoy said to "Mike the Mudblood" dummy. As soon as Dumbledore heard this comment, he gracefully walked up to Malfoy and then promptly walked away. Malfoy seemed infuriated though and cursed the dummy's head off in his anger. Hermione, Harry and Ron all laughed at this.
Pansy Parkinson was practicing singing some love song that seemed to be directed at Malfoy. As much as they all hated to admit it, Pansy wasn't that bad of a singer.
For almost the rest of the time Ron played Hermione in chess and Harry tried desperately to get some of his magic tricks to work right.
Until a tall, handsome boy, who Harry, Ron and even Hermione recognized as one of the Ravenclaw beaters, walked over to Hermione, holding a banjo.
"Um, can I talk to you for a second?" he asked her. Ron glared at the guy like there was no tomorrow.
"Certainly." Hermione said not noticing Ron's glare. Hermione followed the boy a couple of feet away and returned a minute later the boy walked in the opposite direction.
"What did he want?" Ron asked glaring after him, a note of jealousy in his voice.
"He just wanted some help with his talent." Hermione said sitting down and setting up the chessboard for another game.
"What kind of talent exactly?" Ron asked.
"Just an instrumental comedy thing." Hermione said.
"So, you gonna help him?"
"Sure, Ron… you don't not want me to help him do you?" Hermione asked Ron, Ron only glared.
"Ron, I can't believe you sometimes!" Hermione said picking up her chess pieces and violin, standing and leaving the Great Hall. Harry watched Hermione leave and then looked at Ron.
"You should know by now that you can trust Hermione, Ron." Harry said, packing up his talent.
"I know…" Ron sighed as the two headed out of the Hall, carrying all their stuff.
A/N: Please Review!! Any suggestions for the actual contest are more than welcome!
