This is the one song chapter.

I'm only trying it out,

but since I don't know whether this will work out.

Review and tell me what you thought.

"Oh No." came a small giggly voice through the hall.

"oh yes." said another, more incitant voice.

" oh no." said a small featherduster coming out from behind a curtain into the deserted corridor. " the last time you burned off half my feathers. Then I had to explain that to mother."

" But ginny." said Blaise, also exiting the curtain. " the last time I also got spooked cuz we got caught by Fred and george. It won't happen again. I promise."

ginny stood there resalotly for around fifteen seconds. Then said, "aight."

Blasie grabbed her around the waist (if you can find the waist on a featherduster.), and said, " oh ho ho. My little sweet."

then bent down to kiss her.

Then promptly dropped her when he saw the door to Hermione's room swing open, and hermione walked out.

"she's out." said blaise.

He started to follow her, then stopped and looked at an angry ginny. Her feathers could have been on fire for how angry she was. He came back, pecked her on the cheek and said, " i'm sorry. We'll continue this later. I promise."

then he started to leave. After a few seconds he heard ginny call, " you better or your butt is mine."

he chuckled as he went to find Harry.

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Hermione had finally given in and left her room. She was hungry and had absolutely no idea where the kitchen was. She figured that it was on the bottem level. So that was where she started.

She looked in around sixty rooms before she found it. She was surprise with how old everything was. Dust covered most of the rooms except where she had stepped. She grimaced at the mess.

One room she found looked like it had at one point been a drawing room. The portraits of two stern looking people rose up the walls. The first had been of a man in dark robes. He had white skin and almost platinum blond hair. His eyes were electric blue with no joy or happiness in them. his mouth was set in a straight line.

The second was of a woman. Her blond hair hung around her face in waves. Her sapphire blue eyes held laughter and a look of pure joy. Her mouth had the small curves of a smile at the corners. Her dress was a dark green. As though to match her husbands.

Hermione left the room, feeling more confused then ever.

When she walked into the kitchen, Mrs. Weasly and the stove were arguing. Harry was walking around and fred and george were falling asleep next to eat other.

She sighed and quietly closed the door. She didn't want company yet. That was a fact. But as Hermione turned to leave the door, a voice behind her said, " might as well go in and get something to eat."

She turned guiltily, and hanging behind her was a picture.

It was talking.

The young lord that was in it had long blond hair, not as white as the fur on Draco but not as dark as the hair on the woman in the portraits. His eyes were a mix of gold and green. He had perfect bone structure. But it was flawed in one way. He had a large scar, running the length of his face, passing between his eyes and acrossed his nose.

" what?" she said looking at him.

" you need to go get seomting to eat." the lord said again. " I know my brother can be hard at times, but its only because he's been alone for ten years."

" yes, well." she said, turning her head from the handsome portrait. "that doesn't excuse him from everything."

" that may be." he said again. " but you still need food. Go get it, before you starve."

she turned from him and walked through the door again. This time having the objects in the room giving jumps of surprise.

Outside the door, Arto looked at her residing form. He smiled at himself for this plan. If she was what his half-brother wanted. Then he would have her first. Though he didn't know how he would win her heart before his brother.

He turned from the portrait entrance.

This was where is mother had hidden him. her sorceress blood line was a careful secret, not even draco knew the full potential of what was in here. There were four carefully kept bookcases, filled to the brim. There was a small table and cooking things here and there.

But he sat down, and for all intensive purposes, began to work on his plan.

Meanwhile....

Hermione was eating more food then she had seen in her entire life. The stove, once called Crabbe, had made a delightful dinner.

Even as she ate, songs from all the silverware, cups, plates, saucers, and anything else that could talk.

Blaise showed up and lead the music.

"Be our guest, be our guest
Put our service to the test,
tie your napkin 'round your neck, cherie
and we provide the rest!

Soup du jour, hot hors d'oeuvres
Why we only live to serve
Try the grey stuff, it's delicious
Don't believe me? Ask the dishes!"

Lines upon lines of spoons, forks, and knives, sang to different notes along with the plates, bowls, and cups.

Even as the spoons, and other utencils jumped into the punch, the rest of the dinnerware sang:

"They can sing, they can dance
After all, miss, this is France!
And a dinner here is never second best!
Go on unfold your menu, take a glance and then you'll
Be our guest, be our guest, be our guest!

Beef ragout, cheese souffle,
Pie and pudding en flambe!
We'll prepare and serve with flair
A culinary cabaret!"

The serving plates along with many other dishes, danced past, barely giving Hermione time to grab a little of everything.

You're alone and you're scared,
But the banquet's all prepared!
No one's gloomy or complaining,
While the flatware's entertaining!

We tell jokes, I do tricks
With my fellow candlesticks

Come on and lift your glass,
You've won your own free pass
To be our guest, be our guest, be our guest!

Blaise's light baratone rang out, " If you're stressed, it's fine dining we suggest!"

Everything else rang out, "Be our guest, be our guest, be our guest!"

Hermione felt and heard the change in tune and demeanor in the song. She looked up and saw Blaise and Harry standing alone in the center of light. Harry looked stressed, while Blaise just looked sad.

Blaise sang, "Life is so unnerving,
For a servant who's not serving!
He's not whole without a soul to wait upon.

Ah, those good old days when we were useful
Suddenly, those good old days are gone.

Ten years we've been rusting
Needing so much more than dusting
Needing exercise, a chance to use our skills!

Most days just lay around the castle,
Flabby fat and lazy
You walked in, and oops-a-daisie!"

Hemione began to eat again, after the sad segment. Suddenly, Mrs. Weasly was right in front of her with her cart, just about running into her.

She sang out, "It's a guest, it's a guest!
Sakes alive, well I'll be blessed!
Wine's been poured and thank the Lord
I've had the napkins freshly pressed!

With dessert, she'll want tea,
And my dear, that's fine with me!
While the cups do their soft shoeing,
I'll be bubbling, I'll be brewing!

I'll get warm, piping hot
Heaven's sake, is that a spot?
Clean it up, we want the company impressed!
We've got a lot to do--
Is it one lump or two?
For you our guest!"

Hermione had finished eating and pushed her plate away. The song was nearing it's end, she could tell.

She's our guest!
Be our guest! Be our guest!
Our command is your request!
It's ten years since we had anybody here
And we're obsessed!

With your meal, with your ease,
Yes indeed, we aim to please
While the candlelight's still glowing
Let us help you, we'll keep going--

Course, by course
One by one
'Til you shout "Enough, I'm done!"
Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest
Tonight you'll prop your feet up,
But for let's eat up
Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest! Please Be our guest!!"

Hermione started clapping, and didn't stop until her hands were sensitive.

"bravo" she said, looking at Harry and Blaise. " that was wonderful."

Harry's clock face turned red, and he said, " thank you thank you madam moiselle. Oh my goodness. It's time for bed."

" oh." said Hermione, looking down at him. " can't I have a tour first? So I won't get lost. Or at least not too badly."

"aight." said Harry, looking at her. " but only for a half hour, then you go to bed."

" agreed." said Hermione, shaking Harry cold metal side tab.

" well then lets be off." said Blaise, leading the way out of the room, closly followed by Harry and Hermione. Never knowing that they were being watched very carefully.

Ok hoped everybody liked.

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Ttyl

jen