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If you guys hate me, I completely understand, I hate myself for updating so late, too. I am rreeeeeeaaaaalllyy sorry!
I had SUCH a Friday last-last week. I got into a car crash on my way to Boston, quite terrifying, I have to say. I've got a sore neck and a small bruise on my knee, other than that, everything is fine. Well, except for my dad's broken car. :( AND there have been LOTS of tests going on for the past half month, especially this week. I also just came back for a class trip last weekend. So, yeah, I have a lot of excuses. XD
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Barely any play in this chapter, their scenes are almost gone. XD
On with the story!
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A Midsummer Night's Dream
Summary: Hermione vowed to never fall for a Slytherin, especially for their vain prince. They both thought they hated each other, but can a school play change their minds?
14. The fifth day
Hermione walked down the hall peacefully, humming Christmas songs under her breath. A Ravenclaw walked by her, giving her a small nod.
She nodded back.
Seconds later, she laid on the floor, choking, with a squealing Ginny who was attempting to squeeze all of the air out of her.
"'Mione! How was your vacation? Was it fun? Did you miss us? We missed you! It was boring without you! What did you do? Did you like our presents? Oh my gosh, did you straighten your hair?"
The only reply she got was chokes, inhales, and gagging.
"Oi, Ginny, you're killing Hermione, you know?" Ron called out, running towards to girls with a laughing Harry by his side. "Shut it!" he cried to the brunette.
"Oh, sorry." Ginny smiled sheepishly, pushing herself off of Hermione and pulling her up as well. It took a while before she stopped choking and her face turned back to its normal color.
"It's okay." Hermione moaned, pulling on her collar. "And to reply to all of your questions: my vacation was good, it was pretty fun. I missed you guys a lot. I spent most of my time with Malfoy. I loved your presents. And no, I did not straighten my hair."
Ginny only blinked at her for the next few seconds.
"Are you a computer?"
Hermione ignored her and accepted Harry's sincere embrace. Ron, though, did not look please at all.
"Wait, wait. Woah, woah. What, WHAT?"
"Stop repeating yourself, Ron dear."
"You were spending most of your time with Malfoy?"
Hermione nodded. "Yeah."
"But he's the enemy!" Ginny exclaimed, though she did not look as surprised as Ron.
"He's not an enemy. He's actually quite a nice person."
"Nice person." Harry repeated. "Hermione, he was the one who made your teeth grow larger."
"And then I shrunk them to a better size."
"He tried to hurt Harry in Quidditch, second year." Ron said.
"Everyone does that in Quidditch."
"Hermione, he's been a brat and always will be!"
Hermione grinned and shrugged. "How do you know that?"
No one replied to that question.
"And besides," Hermione started, blushing and smiling at the same time, "he and I are sharing a secret."
Her friends could only hang their jaws opened.
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"Hey, Hermione!"
Pausing, said girl turned and smiled hesitantly at the boy.
"Hey Trevor."
Trevor ran up to her, smiling, and pulled her into a hug. Hermione hesitantly wrapped her arms around him, as well.
"How was your vacation?"
"Pretty good. Had a lot of things going on here. You?"
"Fun and boring at the same time. You know, my mum wanted me to do some chores. But other than that, it was pretty great!"
Hermione smiled at him after they parted during their conversation.
"Did you like the present I gave you?" Trevor asked, brunette-girl's smile widened and she nodded.
"I loved it! It's very beautiful. But it looks very expensive."
"Not a problem for me. I don't really have much things to spend the money on, anyways. I love the present you gave me! The shirt matches very well with a pair of my jeans."
"That's good, then." Hermione inhaled sharply when Trevor tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. He looked at her confusingly.
"You alright?"
Hermione nodded her head as hard as she could.
"Alright then," a concerned Trevor asked, but he immediately dampened the mood, "where are you heading off to?"
"The theatre. It's a shame that Professor Harrin called for us right when you came back. I doubt that you even had much time to unpack."
Trevor laughed. "Yeah, well, I don't have much things to unpack anyways. Wanna go together?"
Hermione smiled slightly at him. "Of course."
She almost jumped out of her skin when he took her hand.
And felt a pump of guilt in her heart as she watched a blonde boy walk by.
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Draco hadn't seen Hermione all morning. Well, mostly because Pansy arrived and had clung onto him like a piece of magnet. She didn't leave him at all that morning, she even tried to follow him into the bathroom.
Blaise and his mates managed to pull her away for a few minutes.
Thank Merlin.
Now, standing in the crowded theatre, he tried to search for her or even hear her voice; but the whole place had been swarmed with students, so Draco just sighed and decided to give up.
Why does he go to this school, again?
"Students! Students! Welcome back to the theatre!" he heard Harrin call out, her gray hair held together in a bun above her head. "I hope you've all had a wonderful holiday. We are quite behind schedule, the performance is in another 3 weeks, but I'm sure we can get everything ready by then." she paused at a sudden impact of murmurs. "As you all know, we are almost finished with rehearsing on stage, but I do hope that most of you could work together afterschool to prepare for the play. The more ripe you are, the better the performance."
"Ripe? What does she think we are, bananas?" Pansy muttered, Draco just looked at her for a split second and sighed.
"Didn't prepare well for this, did you?" Blaise smirked and gestured towards Pansy from beside him, surprising Draco.
"What are you doing here?"
"I was bored."
Sighing again, Draco turned his head away and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"Seen Hermione?"
Draco winced when his neck cracked as he whipped around to look at his friend.
"You're still not over her?"
"Over her? Who told you that?"
Draco felt his heart sink and become heavier at that. Great, now he had 2 rivals.
"No one."
Blaise looked at him blankly for a few seconds; then he turned away with a troubled expression and crossed his arms.
THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, and EGEUS enter with servants and lords
HIPPOLYTA/NIMA: These lovers are saying some strange things, Theseus.
THESEUS/JERRY: Yes, strange—and totally made up too. I'll never believe any of these old legends or fairy tales people tell me. All these people have such strong imaginations that, when they feel happy, they assume a god or some other supernatural being is bringing that happiness to them. Or if they're afraid of something at night, they look at the shrubbery and imagine it's a wild bear!
HIPPOLYTA/NIMA: But the story that these lovers are telling, and the fact that they all saw and heard exactly the same things, make me think there's more going on here than imaginary fantasies. Their story is bizarre and astounding, but it's solid and consistent.
EGEUS/BRENDON: These children are just saying nonsense. They are just fooling around in attempt to take my daughter's obedience from me.
LYSANDER, HERMIA, DEMETRIUS, and HELENA enter
THESEUS/JERRY: Here come the lovers, laughing happily. Please do sit down. -all sits- Now, today is a day to rejoice, obviously something to remember for the rest of our lives. We have two young lovers here to wed along with my love, Hippolyta, and I, and we are much pleased to have you all here with us. -raises glasses to the lovers- I wish you joy, my friends! I hope the days ahead are full of joy for you.
LYSANDER/DRACO: We wish you even more joy, and hope joy comes to you in your royal walks, at your table, and in your royal bed! -all laughs but Egeus-
EGEUS/BRENDON: Hmph! -drops glass on table which rolls off to the floor- Oops. -tries to reach but trips on chair and falls- Yeaow! -tries to get up but hits head on table- Ugh -knocks head on table again before finally standing up- I'm okay! Okay!
EGEUS exit, stumbling and screaming as he falls backstage
THESEUS/JERRY: Um, okay... So, my children, today is a day worth celebrating! Let's all dance to show our thoughts of merriness! -takes Hippolyta and starts to twirl her-
HIPPOLYTA/NIMA: Oh, what a beautiful day it is! -screams and falls offstage when Theseus twirled too hard-
HELENA/PANSY: -pushes Demetrius away- No way am I dancing with you. Dr-
LYSANDER/DRACO: It's 'Lysander'.
HELENA/PANSY: Right, right. Lysander! -floats towards him with her arms opened wide-
"Okay, this isn't right!"
"I said, I SAY CUUUUUUTT!"
The whole theatre fell silent at Professor Harrin's cry.
Coughing and dropping the cone, Harrin adjusted her robe and looked at the stage skeptically. "You were saying, Draco?"
Draco sighed and pinched his nose... before prying a desperate Pansy off of him with all his strength. He then held up his hands in front of him defensively. "Look Pansy, this needs to stop."
"What stop?" Pansy asked innocently, batting her eyelashes. "Is our flourishing love too fast for you? I'm sorry, dear, but I can't help it. Every time I look into your beautiful eyes, my already beating heart jumps faster each time you come near me, and my redding cheeks-"
"Pansy, we are not rehearsing the play right now."
"Oh right. Sorry. Helena's talking is really growing up on me. Ha ha. But really, what stop?"
"This. Us. Whatever we are. We need to stop."
Pansy stared. "What?"
"I said, let's stop whatever we are doing now."
"What?"
"Let's stop? Seriously, how many times to I have to say this?"
"What?"
"LET'S BLOODY BREAK UP!"
Silence...
And some crickets in the background chirping. Chirp! Chirp!
Ha ha.
Okay, I've gotta stop talking now.
Hermione practically gaped at Draco, though confusion was clearly written on her face. Trevor just looked interested and scratched the back of his head. Blaise looked at the two in both horror and shock. Well, mostly at Pansy. Professor Harrin looked as if she could fly out of the castle; her hands clasped tightly in front of her mouth while she stared at the stage with glassy eyes.
Pansy looked as if she just saw a ghost.
Then she looked like someone stole her makeup.
Then she started to cry.
Draco also started to panic.
Oh dear...
"You-you-you meanie!" she cried out, pointing a finger at him. "Oh, why are you doing this to me? What happened to our undying love? Oh~ Merlin, what happened to us-"
"There wasn't an 'us', Pansy." Draco exclaimed, exasperated by the dramatic girl in front of him.
"Of course there was! There was! We had been crazy for each other!" Draco opened his mouth to argue. "No! No! I've heard enough of your excuses! You will be punished for this decision! Punished I say! Oh waaahh hah hah hah!"
And Pansy floated and wailed and dragged herself out of the room.
More silence fell upon the theatre. Professor Harrin looked as if she was about to cry. "Such good, good drama!" she said to herself, wiping the corners of her eyes with her finger. "How dramatic! Oh!"
"I thought they weren't going out..." Hermione muttered, still gaping slightly.
"And they say I'm creepy." Trevor mumbled. "All I do is use a charm on myself and flip my skin inside out."
"Uh oh." Blaise said, sighing and sitting down. "I'm not gonna get any sleep tonight."
Draco stood there, silent, looking as if he had just come back from a day's worth of diamond-digging. Minus the diamonds.
So, what's gonna happen now?
" I do not like the dancing scene that much... I have to get rid of that later. Anyways, On with the play" Professor Harrin called, waving her cone madly in the air.
"But, professor," Hermione said, "we can't do it without Helena here."
"Yes we could, the play is almost done anyways!"
"Bu-"
"No buts. Trevor, just imagine Pansy's here and kiss the air if you have to."
Trevor made a face. "Huh?"
"ON WITH THE PLAY!"
THESEUS/JERRY: Ahem. Dancing cannot kill all three hours that we have left 'til sleep. Shall we watch a play to entertain ourselves? Or are there other activities?
HIPPOLYTA/NIMA: A play is good, my love. Let us see our lists of shows tonight. -servants hand Theseus list-
THESEUS/JERRY: I see that there are many choices here. Hm, "A tedious short drama about young Pyramus and his love Thisbe, a very sad and tragic comedy." A sad comedy? Short but still tedious? That's like hot ice and strange snow. How can this drama be so many contradictory things?
HIPPOLYTA/NIMA: Apparently, anything is possible.
THESEUS/JERRY: Call them up, we shall see if it is what they are saying. -hands servant script-
QUINCE, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, STARVELING and SNUG enter
QUINCE/PROLOGUE/TOMMY: -nervous and chattering- Ladies and gentlemen, perhaps you are wondering what is going on. Well, keep wondering, until the truth makes everything clear. This man is-is, um, is, uh, -looks down at paper- is-
BOTTOM/PYRAMUS/SIMON: Pyramus! It's bloody Pyramus!
QUINCE/PROLOGUE/TOMMY: P-Pyramus! I-if you want to know. This beautiful lady is definitely Thisbe. This man with the limestone and cement is portraying Wall, that horrible wall that kept these lovers apart. They are content to whisper through Wall's little hole, the poor souls, and no one should be surprised. This man, with his lantern, dog, and thornbush, portrays Moonshine, because, if you want to know, the lovers were not ashamed to meet each other by moonshine at Ninus's tomb in order to carry on their courtship. This grisly beast, which is called "Lion," scared away, or rather frightened, the faithful Thisbe when she arrived at the meeting place at night. As she ran away from him, she dropped her cloak, which the horrible Lion stained with his bloody mouth. Soon Pyramus comes along, a tall and handsome young man, and finds his faithful Thisbe's cloak to be dead. At this point, he takes his sword, his bloody blameful blade, and bravely breaks open his boiling bloody breast. And Thisbe, hiding in the shade of the mulberry bushes, took his dagger and killed herself. For the rest of the story, let Lion, Moonshine, Wall, and the two lovers talk more about it, since they're standing here.
QUINCE exit, tripping
SNOUT/WALL/CAMERON: I-am-a-wall. Ahem. I play a wall which has a little hole in it. -makes a circle with two fingers- This hole is where the two lovers will be whispering to each other, like any, erm, secret lovers would be.
THESEUS/JERRY: Can you imagine a wall speaking any better?
DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: It is by far the most talented wall I've seen, my lord. -snorts and coughs-
BOTTOM/PYRAMUS/SIMON: Oh, grim-looking night! Oh, night that is so black in color! Oh night, which is always there when it is not day! Oh night! Oh night! So sad, sad, sad, sad-is there something wrong with this script?
LYSANDER/DRACO: Worst play I've seen. -Hermia whacks him again- Ow!
FLUTE/THISBE/MATTHEW: -walks and trips on dress- Ack! -wig falls in front of face- Ugh! -puts wig back but wind blows and wig falls off of head, quickly turns to grab it- Bloody hell...
LYSANDER/DRACO: -snorts and laughs- Dumb a-
HERMIA/HERMIONE: Shut your arse up first!
FLUTE/THISBE/MATTHEW: -talks in high pitched tone- Oh, Pyramus, is that you?
DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: Oh dear.
FLUTE/THISBE/MATTHEW: Oh sweet, wonderful Pyramus. Are you there? -chokes and starts gagging-
BOTTOM/PYRAMUS/SIMON: Yes, yes I am here beautiful Thisbe. -makes a face- Beautiful?
FLUTE/THISBE/MATTHEW: -in normal voice- Shut up! Ahem. -high pitch again- Oh, I wish I could see you, kiss you and touch you. My heart is, bleh, my heart is aching for you, my dear!
BOTTOM/PYRAMUS/SIMON: As for you! Let our lips touch through this concrete wall!
FLUTE/THISBE/MATTHEW: All I will be kissing is the cold stone and get dust all over my beautiful, perfect face!
BOTTOM/PYRAMUS/SIMON: That's not the line.
FLUTE/THISBE/MATTHEW: I said shut up! Ahem. Let's meet tonight, before the break of dawn! I shall see you at the end of this wall on the other side of the woods. Promise you will be there!
BOTTOM/PYRAMUS/SIMON: Oh, I promise, my sweetheart!
BOTTOM and FLUTE exit
SNOUT/WALL/CAMERON: Ew. They kissed my fingers.
SNOUT exit
STARVELING/MOON/STRIDER: -holds up a lamp with a dog by his feet- I, am the moon. I see everything and show the way for the lovers. Well, technically, I am not the moon; I am the man in the moon who has a, uh, pet dog with me as company. Ha ha. Ahem. The lovers, are c -dog barks-, um, co -dog barks again-, ahem COMING -dog jumps up and runs around Starveling's feet- Oh, get away you little, annoying animal!
LYSANDER/DRACO: -laughing- How interesting. I didn't know that the moon hate's dogs.
HERMIA/HERMIONE: Quiet.
THESEUS/JERRY: If it's the man in the moon, shouldn't he be inside the lantern?
DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: No, my sir, or else he would burnt to death. -snorts- But it would be funny. -Hermia glares and Demetrius shuts up-
STARVELING/MOON/STRIDER: -picks dog up and tosses aside; it whimpers- As I was saying! -pauses, looks down at script- As I was saying! The lovers are coming to meet each other, but our lion will prevent them!
SNUG/LION/PATRICK: -tries to keep lion mask on head, voice is muffled- I am the great lion, everyone is afraid of me! Ro -chokes and gags for a few seconds- Ahem. Roar. Guh.
FLUTE enters
SNUG/LION/PATRICK: Here comes my food!
FLUTE/THISBE/MATTHEW: -accidently bumps into Snug and is poked my lion head's nose- Ow! Bloody hell! Oh. AH! A LION! A HUGE LION! -turns around and stops for a second to let Snug pull cape off; Snug pulls too hard and cape chokes Flute as he is pulled back- Gah! Stop! Not-breathing! -unties cape and runs off- AAAAHHHH!
FLUTE exit
LYSANDER/DRACO: Dumb ar-
HERMIA/HERMIONE: Shut your arse up!
BOTTOM enter; Snug exit, bumping into a wall
BOTTOM/PYRAMUS/SIMON: Oh, what is this? What is this? -picks up bloody cape- It's full of blood. Full of my love, Thisbe's, blood! Oh, horrible lion! It killed her! I have no point of living anymore! -drops cape, reaches for sword but hand slips and sword falls on toe- AH! BLOODY HELL, THIS IS HEAVY! -pauses- Sorry. -picks sword up- And I will die and see her. Die! Die! Die! -stabs himself and dies- Bleh, I'm dead.
FLUTE enter
FLUTE/THISBE/MATTHEW: -fakes a sharp gasp and hand flies up to mouth, walks to dead Bottom- No, no, this cannot be happening! My lovely Pyramus is dead? No!
LYSANDER/DRACO: -picks on ear- This sounds vaguely famaliar.
FLUTE/THISBE/MATTHEW: What is the point of living now, now that I cannot see those beautiful green eyes and fair, pink lips. He is dead. My world is dead. And I shall meet with him so he shall not be lonely.-picks up Bottom's sword- And so I will die. Goodbye, my moon. Goodbye! -stabs herself, and dies-
THESEUS/JERRY: Great. Everyone is dead. -looks at script- So, it will be up to the moon and lion to clean up the remains?
BOTTOM/PYRAMUS/SIMON: -wakes up- No, I assure you, my sire, those two cannot clean! -Flute wakes up also and whacks him in the head- Ow! -dies again-
THESEUS/JERRY: I shall see no more of this. Though it was not the best play I've seen, it was worth my time. Off you go.
FLUTE, BOTTOM, and STARVELING exit
HERMIA/HERMIONE: What a story.
HIPPOLYTA/NIMA: Yes, what a story indeed.
THESEUS/JERRY: Well, the clock has chimed midnight. Lovers, it's time to go to bed. It's almost fairy time. I'm afraid we're going to oversleep in the morning as late as we've stayed up blatantly stupid play helped us kill the time until bed. Dear friends, let's go to bed. We'll continue this celebration for two weeks, with nightly parties and new fun.
THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA and servants exit
LYSANDER/DRACO: Bed with me tonight, my love. -takes Hermia's hand- I shall relax you more than you've ever had before.
DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: You actually said that.
LYSANDER/DRACO: That's the script.
DEMETRIUS/TREVOR: -looks around- Helena's not here... Um. -kisses air- Bye then. -glares at Lysander and walks away-
DEMETRIUS exit
HERMIA/HERMIONE: We will not be like those two lovers, Pyramus and Thisbe, my dear?
LYSANDER/DRACO: No we shan't. -pulls Hermia closer and kisses her, then pulls away, blushing- Sweet dreams after joy, my love.
LYSANDER and HERMIA exit
Silence followed in the theatre.
Save for some occasional sniffing from Professor Harrin.
Then the whole room finally filled up with cheerful applauds.
Trevor walked up to Hermione and hugged her, forcing her to unclasp her hold with Draco. "Finally! It's finally finished! I don't have to worry about acting for the rest of my life!"
"That's not possible, dear." Hermione said sarcastically, smiling slightly as she pulled back.
Trevor nodded once. "Right."
Draco still continued to blush, but he jumped and ran away when Professor Harrin called out for them from offstage. Hermione couldn't help but blush, too, realizing that they had just kissed in public. She sure hoped Trevor wasn't too mad at them. But it's for the play, she thought, for the play.
"I cannot believe we're finished!" Harrin chattered happily, looking as if she was ready to burst into tears. "So many things happened in such a short time!"
Trevor faked a laugh.
"Anyways, our official performance will be two and a half weeks from now; within that time I want you to all practice without me and the stage. Memorize your lines well, make sure you will not start to babble like some of us did today. I will be working with some students to set up the stage and make our costumes; stop by my office within this week so I can take your measures. Alright, students?" Everyone nodded and mumbled yes. "Great! I cannot wait for the final show! Off you go!"
In a mess of chattering and robes, everyone left the theatre.
Except for Hermione, who told Trevor to go, sitting on the stage alone with a hand over her chest.
I don't love Trevor.
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Okay, I know this chapter was a mess, but that's just my brain, please don't flame me for the bad writing! (and ff is being rrreeeeeeeaaaaaalllllllyyyyyy crappy, I can't do the bar thing. UGH!) Well, you can give me advice to improve, I'm just really tired right now. I am sooooo sorry if this chapter was disappointing. It was to me. :P I should've probably went slower.
Anyways, I promise I will update the next chapter WITHIN A WEEK! If I don't, feel free to track me down and kill me. XD
I thank you all sooo much for waiting and being patient with my poor writing. Sometimes I, myself, want to yell at myself for my lack of skill.
Anyways, til' next ttttttiiiimmmme! :D