Ugh, I was going to put this up this morning, but I had to go see my grandparents, who are visiting from Portland, Oregon.

Also, I don't think I'm going to put in any Harry/Ginny (or Ron/Hermione) in this story until it actually happens in the musical. It will be hinted at throughout the chapters before those scenes though.

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Act 1 Scene 6

-Harry is playing guitar while Hermione is writing something-

Hermione: Harry, don't you think you should try and figure what the first task is gonna be? You can actually die if you're not ready.

"Really? It's not like I could tell by the HUNGRY FIRE-BREATHING DRAGON." Harry said sarcastically.

Harry: What? Come on. I mean, can't you just do it for me? Can't you just prepare all my stuff for me? What are you doing right now?

Hermione: I'm writing your Potions essay.

"She better not have," Snape said, glaring at Harry.

"She hasn't!"

Harry: Oh, well do that first 'cause that's due tomorrow.

Hermione: Oh, ok. But after that, after that can you prepare for the first task? Please?

Hermione: Sure. Yeah.

Thank you. You are the best. -taps her nose-

"Quit tapping my nose!"

You got it, thanks Hermione. Hey Ginny, come here.

"Oh great, my character again. I bet I'll act even worse than before."

I wanna show you something, come here.

Ginny: Hey Harry Potter.

Harry: Listen, I wanna play this song I'm working on. It's met this girl I that really really like and I wanna let her know she's really special.

"Oh my God, someone please tell he's not about to-"

"I'm afraid he is."

So, I just wanna know what you think just for purposes of now, 'cause I'm still working out the lyrics, I'm gonna put your name where her name should be.

"Should be? So it's not me." Ginny looked slightly disappointed.

But I don't think it's really going to work out because, well, let me just give it a shot. (singing) You're tall and fun and pretty, you're really, really skinny…Ginny.

"But…my name does fit." Ginny looked surprised.

I'm the Mickey to your Minnie, you're the Tigger to my Winnie, Ginny. I wanna take you to the city, gonna take you out to dinny, Ginny. You're cuter than a guinea pig, wanna take you up to Winnipeg, that's in Canada!

"We should go to Winnipeg!" Ron exclaimed.

"NO."

Pretty Ginny, Gin- (talking) you know what… This doesn't work for your name at all.

"But it does," Ginny protested, blushing slightly. Harry was looking a little pink at the end as well.

I mean, I don't know, how does it make you feel emotionally?

Ginny: Wow! Wowee Harry Potter!

"I will never say the word 'wow' again."

Harry: Don't you think it could, I don't know, make a girl fall in love with me?

Ginny: I think it already has.

Harry: Awesome, 'cause it's for Cho Chang.

"Thank you, Harry, for killing my character's spirit." Ginny said dryly.

"Erm, sorry?" Harry replied meekly.

Ginny: Oh yeah, she's beautiful.

Harry: What are you, nuts? Beautiful? More like super-mega-foxy-awesome-hot!

"I'm using that from now on," Ron said. Harry nodded in agreement.

She's the bestest girl I've ever met. She's far more attractive, far more appealing, far more interesting than any girl that I know, in my immediate group of friends. Far more better and awesome.

"My character's spirit is now completely dead."

Ron: What's up Neville? –slaps-

Neville: Ah!

Ron: Move, move, move, move, move, move, move. Awesome. Hey, Harry what's up? So, I was just off stage, hanging out with Hagrid

"He just said off-stage." Ron said pointlessly.

"Yes, Ron. That was the point." Hermione explained patiently.

and I was, uh, I saw these delivery wizards bringing giant cages into the dungeons. I don't know what that's for.

Hermione: Giant cages? I bet whatever's in those cages has something to do with the first task. Harry we have to find out what it is.

Harry: Hey, hey guys chill. I'm busy. –plays guitar again-

"Can you even play that thing?" Malfoy asked suddenly.

"No," Harry shook his head. "Though I always wanted to."

Hermione: Harry Potter. –takes guitar-

Ron: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Ginny: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

"Extreme reactions."

Hermione: Guys, now listen this could be a matter of life and death.

Ron: Well, it doesn't matter because it's after hours, okay, and we can't leave Gryffindor House and we'll probably get in trouble if we do and even if we do, Shlongbottom over there will probably tell on us.

Hermione: Neville won't tell.

Neville: Oh yes, I certainly will!

"He wouldn't tell. Maybe in first year he would have, but not now."

Ron: So, what're we going to do?

Hermione: It's simple guys, the Cloak.

"Great. Now Snape will know about the Cloak," Harry grumbled to Ron.

Ron: Of course.

All Four: The Cloak.

Ginny: Wait, what cloak?

The real Ginny looked a little confused as well.

Ron: Shut up!

Harry: When I was a little boy at Hogwarts, I got a present, I got a present left to me, oh bye Neville, I got a present left to me at my first year at Hogwarts and, uh, it was left to me by my dad, the dad that's dead. My father is dead. I have a dead father.

Harry frowned. "They didn't have to say it so many times. I know he's dead."

I use it to solve mysteries and stuff. My Invisibility Cloak!

"So that's how you get away with things," Malfoy muttered.

"I can't believe you got your father's stupid cloak," Snape groaned.

Ginny: Wow, oh boy wowee Harry Potter, you have a real Invisibility Cloak. Oh, oh, oh, oh, you know what I would do if I had an Invisibility Cloak?

Harry: Oh man, I would-I would, I'd kick wiener dogs.

"That's awful."

Ron: And I would pretend to be a ghost and I would scare people.

"That's mean."

Hermione: I would use it to avoid ever having to face my reflection in the mirror.

"That's sad."

Harry: That's emotional.

Ginny: Well, actually, I was gonna say that I would use it to fake my own death and watch people cry at the funeral.

"That's-"

"We get it Hermione!" Ron said exasperatedly. "And anways, Gin, you think we're gonna let you die anytime soon? That's not happening."

Harry: Okay, anyway, let's get out of here before Neville gets out of the bathroom, alright? Let's get out of here.

Ron: Who, whoa, whoa, whoa, where do you think you're going?

Ginny: Um, with you guys?

Ron: No, no, no way, no kid sisters allowed, okay?

Ginny glared at Ron.

Besides, there's only enough room under this cloak for two people so, um, come on Hermione, come on.

"We would never go without Hermione."

"Oh no," Ginny's eyes widened as some music came on. "I'm about to sing!"

Ginny (singing): The way his hair falls in his eyes makes me wonder if he'll ever see through my disguise and I'm under his spell. Everything has fallen and I don't know where to land. Everyone knows who he is, but they don't know who I am. Harry! Harry! Why can't you see what you're doing to me? I've seen you conquer certain death. Even when you're just standing there, you take away my breath, and maybe someday you'll hear my song and understand that all along there's something more that I'm trying to say! When I say Harry! Harry! Why can't you see what you're doing to me? What you're doing to me…

Both Harry and Ginny were bright red when the song was over. Ron looked torn between laughing and glaring at his best friend. Hermione just looked amused while Malfoy chuckled quietly. Dumbledore had that annoying twinkle in his eye and Snape looked bored.

"Well, that was interesting," Hermione said. "Next one!"

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