Chapter 2 - Yay
Discalimer - The others own, the voices in my head told me to write it.
A/N: Ok, any one who has read Romeo and Juliet will read this next section, and say "huh". That is because this is something I thought up and it is not in the original play. Next chapter will be original play stuff ok, ok
Please review...please, I beg of thee
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Draco groaned to himself and his eyes opened, he yawned, and looked around the room.
"Strange, I didn't go to sleep here" He said to himself and the collapsed back onto his bed again.
He looked at the Blue canopy of the bed he was laying on and went over the last comment in his head.
He was not in the same room that he went to sleep in.
For some reason that didn't shock him. Draco rolled out of the bed and looked around. He looked down at himself.
"Weird" He muttered, realing he was no long wearing his green slytherin boxershorts. he was wearing sleeping tights.
TIGHTS, he looked at his legs again.
"What the hell?" He asked himself, looking out the window in his room over the large estate.
"Right, I will just pinch myself and all will be good" he said and pinched himself in the right forearm. Nothing happened. He looked down and pinched himself again, but once again, there was no change. Draco sat on the bed and just pinched himself for a full five minutes, until the skin turned bright red and broke slightly, a small pool of blood rising to the now bruised surface, but nothing happened.
"Ok Malfoy, that book has finally gotten to you...just count to five...1...2...3...4...5" Draco whispered snapping his eyes shut. At the count of five, he opened his eyes again.
Once again, there was no change, he was still in the strange room with the strange furnature and the strange clothing.
Now, he allowed himself to become just a little scared.
Looking around the things in the strange room, he began to search for an identitiy of who he was now or who's room he was in, but there was nothing that would help him.
A rock hit his bedroom window, and Draco moved toward it. He looked out into yard below his window.
"Good Morrow Romeo"
"Good Morrow" the two men called. Draco rubbed his eyes.
"Crabbe, Goyle...thank god you are here" Draco said.
The two men looked at each other and shook their heads softly.
"Romeo, does thou not regonise us" the one who looked like Crabbe asked
"We art thou's best friends" The goyle one replied.
Draco took a step back from the window, what the hell were they talking about, and why the hell were Crabbe and Goyle calling him Romeo.
"Romeo...Romeo" One of them called
"Where for art thou Romeo" Draco muttered. And then he realised something.
Could it be that his sub-concious had tricked himself into thinking he was sent back in time?
Naw, cos that didn't explain why Crabbe and Goyle were acting so strangely.
Unless...
"This is not a very funny joke boys" Draco yelled out of the window.
"What joke do you speak of Romeo, we are not aware of a joke being played agianst thee" Crabbe replied.
Ok, so the boys had not found his copy of Romeo and Juliet and decieded to play a prank on him.
That just left the possibility that he had been sent back in time.
"What year is it this year?" Draco yelled out of the window.
"The present year is 1590, thou knows this" Crabbe said.
"Ok" Draco said to himself...so if in this world he was Romeo, that would make them...
"Mercutio, Benvolio?" He questioned
"Yes" Goyle replied.
"I'll be right down" Draco replied.
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Ginny looked at herself in the mirror as the nurse helped her into a extravigant gown, which she had been told was every day clothing.
The idea of her really being back in time was begining to look more and more likely now that she had thought about it, but she was still yet to believe that she was Juliet Capulet, as every one believed her to be.
When Ginny had finished dressing, she went to where she was told her mother would be.
"I was told you wanted to talk to me" Ginny asked, her mother turned to her.
"yes, thou shalt go to confession before the end of the day" Her mother requested.
"Umm, ok, i guess" Ginny replied.
"What did thou say to me, thou shall have more respect for she who borne thee" He mother snapped.
"Yes ma'am" Ginny said, taking a step beck for her mother.
"Thou wilt meet thou suitor this evening, arrangments shall be made for thy wedding" Her mother began.
Hold up...did she say wedding. Right, ok, Ginny had not finished the book yet, but she believe this evening to be her first meeting with Paris...and her first meeting with Romeo.
"Yes ma'am" Ginny replied, she turned swiftly on her heel and made a move fo the door.
"Come along, I shall escort thee to confession" nurse smiled, and together, they left the large Capulet estate.
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Draco sat in the large, cobble stone town square with cabbe and Goyle... well, Mercutio and Benvolio. he was yet to work out which was which and he was always fighting the temptation to call them Crabbe and Goyle.
He watched as the colourfully dressed people passed. He had always been curios as to what they wore in these times. He knew the basic, that the women wore dresses and the men wore tights, but it was different seeing it all first hand.
"Where be my page" the one who looked like Goyle exclaimed. Draco looked at him. The only one of Romeo's friends to have a page was Mercutio, so Goyle was Mercutio and Crabbe was Benvolio.
A short, pale young boy ran across the crowded square to where the three were sitting.
"Good Morrow, Mercutio" The young boy said. Draco squinted. He knew this kid...he knew him from somewhere...
The kid was a Gryffindor...the younger of the annoying Creevey brothers who would never leave Potter alone. What was his name....Dennis.
"Has thou aquired what has been required?" Mercutio asked his page, the boy nodded and handed over a envelope.
"T'was not easy, M'lord" The kid replied
"Good, all is in order, thou shall leave until called upon again" Mercutio dismissed the boy with the wave of his hand. Draco watched the kid scamper off
"Art thou not corious?" he asked, waving the envelope in front of his friends faces.
"Not really, but do tell us any way" Draco said dryly
"Invitations to the capulet's ball this evening" came Mercutio's reply. Draco's looked back towards his friend so fast that he almost broke his neck. Tonight was the Capulet's ball. The ball at which Romeo first meets Juliet.
"The Capulet's ball" Draco repeated to himself. That was his favourite part of the play, when Romeo and Juliet knew each other by face only, they had secret identities, and yet, they were already in love. A love that was doomed to fail, yet had so much hope.
"Yes" Benvolio smiled. "And look, there is young Juliet"
Draco watched, across the square, heading towards the church, was a young woman, he long, red culy hair falling freely around her face.
He took a deep breath, he would know that hair anywhere. It was Ginny.
He watched as Ginny and her companion disappeared into the church.
"I have a sudden need to pray" Draco told the others and then stood, moving towards the church.
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Ginny knelt in the front row of the large catherdal. She had know idea what to do, she had never really been inside a church before. So she just knelt there, thinking about her life, her new life now that she was Juliet, and weather or not she would ever get back to her old life as Ginny.
She was wondering what Ron and Hermione and Harry were doing. Had they even realised that she was gone? Were they missing her? Or were they just going on with life as though she had never existed?
Her thoughts were interupted by someone coming towards her. She shut her eyes and pretended to be praying. She didn't feel like talking to any one, she didn't feel like acting polite.
"Ginny?" The name cut through the air. Her eyes snapped open and swung to the person standing beside her.
"Draco? and you are really Draco? I mean, you know it is me?" Ginny asked, Draco nodded and collapsed into the chair beside her.
"Yeah...and you know I am really me?" He asked, she nodded.
"Good, cos I am getting sick of people calling me Juliet" Ginny smiled
"What...you are Juliet?" Draco asked
"Yes" She replied
"Umm, I am Romeo" He told her, she sat back a little and moved away from him on the chair.
"You are Romeo?" She questioned "Great, and here I was expecting to meet a perfect prince charming at the ball tonight"
"I am a perfect prince charming" He smiled, she smirked.
"Any way" Ginny grinned. "What is like to be Romeo"
"It sucks, I am wearing tights" They laughed together.
"Hey, guess what, a Hermione look alike is my Nurse" She smiled
"Yeah, Crabbe and Goyle are Benvolio and Mercutio" Draco laughed.
"But they dont remember?" She asked
"No" Draco said. He looked at The Hermione look alike coming towards them.
"I better go...me and the boys will be there tonight" Draco said
"Hey, It wouldn't be Romeo and Juliet if you weren't" Ginny told him. He laughed and then left.
Ginny watched him leave and then realised something, she had been nice to him, and he had been nice to her.
That was weird.
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Discalimer - The others own, the voices in my head told me to write it.
A/N: Ok, any one who has read Romeo and Juliet will read this next section, and say "huh". That is because this is something I thought up and it is not in the original play. Next chapter will be original play stuff ok, ok
Please review...please, I beg of thee
*****
Draco groaned to himself and his eyes opened, he yawned, and looked around the room.
"Strange, I didn't go to sleep here" He said to himself and the collapsed back onto his bed again.
He looked at the Blue canopy of the bed he was laying on and went over the last comment in his head.
He was not in the same room that he went to sleep in.
For some reason that didn't shock him. Draco rolled out of the bed and looked around. He looked down at himself.
"Weird" He muttered, realing he was no long wearing his green slytherin boxershorts. he was wearing sleeping tights.
TIGHTS, he looked at his legs again.
"What the hell?" He asked himself, looking out the window in his room over the large estate.
"Right, I will just pinch myself and all will be good" he said and pinched himself in the right forearm. Nothing happened. He looked down and pinched himself again, but once again, there was no change. Draco sat on the bed and just pinched himself for a full five minutes, until the skin turned bright red and broke slightly, a small pool of blood rising to the now bruised surface, but nothing happened.
"Ok Malfoy, that book has finally gotten to you...just count to five...1...2...3...4...5" Draco whispered snapping his eyes shut. At the count of five, he opened his eyes again.
Once again, there was no change, he was still in the strange room with the strange furnature and the strange clothing.
Now, he allowed himself to become just a little scared.
Looking around the things in the strange room, he began to search for an identitiy of who he was now or who's room he was in, but there was nothing that would help him.
A rock hit his bedroom window, and Draco moved toward it. He looked out into yard below his window.
"Good Morrow Romeo"
"Good Morrow" the two men called. Draco rubbed his eyes.
"Crabbe, Goyle...thank god you are here" Draco said.
The two men looked at each other and shook their heads softly.
"Romeo, does thou not regonise us" the one who looked like Crabbe asked
"We art thou's best friends" The goyle one replied.
Draco took a step back from the window, what the hell were they talking about, and why the hell were Crabbe and Goyle calling him Romeo.
"Romeo...Romeo" One of them called
"Where for art thou Romeo" Draco muttered. And then he realised something.
Could it be that his sub-concious had tricked himself into thinking he was sent back in time?
Naw, cos that didn't explain why Crabbe and Goyle were acting so strangely.
Unless...
"This is not a very funny joke boys" Draco yelled out of the window.
"What joke do you speak of Romeo, we are not aware of a joke being played agianst thee" Crabbe replied.
Ok, so the boys had not found his copy of Romeo and Juliet and decieded to play a prank on him.
That just left the possibility that he had been sent back in time.
"What year is it this year?" Draco yelled out of the window.
"The present year is 1590, thou knows this" Crabbe said.
"Ok" Draco said to himself...so if in this world he was Romeo, that would make them...
"Mercutio, Benvolio?" He questioned
"Yes" Goyle replied.
"I'll be right down" Draco replied.
*****
Ginny looked at herself in the mirror as the nurse helped her into a extravigant gown, which she had been told was every day clothing.
The idea of her really being back in time was begining to look more and more likely now that she had thought about it, but she was still yet to believe that she was Juliet Capulet, as every one believed her to be.
When Ginny had finished dressing, she went to where she was told her mother would be.
"I was told you wanted to talk to me" Ginny asked, her mother turned to her.
"yes, thou shalt go to confession before the end of the day" Her mother requested.
"Umm, ok, i guess" Ginny replied.
"What did thou say to me, thou shall have more respect for she who borne thee" He mother snapped.
"Yes ma'am" Ginny said, taking a step beck for her mother.
"Thou wilt meet thou suitor this evening, arrangments shall be made for thy wedding" Her mother began.
Hold up...did she say wedding. Right, ok, Ginny had not finished the book yet, but she believe this evening to be her first meeting with Paris...and her first meeting with Romeo.
"Yes ma'am" Ginny replied, she turned swiftly on her heel and made a move fo the door.
"Come along, I shall escort thee to confession" nurse smiled, and together, they left the large Capulet estate.
*****
Draco sat in the large, cobble stone town square with cabbe and Goyle... well, Mercutio and Benvolio. he was yet to work out which was which and he was always fighting the temptation to call them Crabbe and Goyle.
He watched as the colourfully dressed people passed. He had always been curios as to what they wore in these times. He knew the basic, that the women wore dresses and the men wore tights, but it was different seeing it all first hand.
"Where be my page" the one who looked like Goyle exclaimed. Draco looked at him. The only one of Romeo's friends to have a page was Mercutio, so Goyle was Mercutio and Crabbe was Benvolio.
A short, pale young boy ran across the crowded square to where the three were sitting.
"Good Morrow, Mercutio" The young boy said. Draco squinted. He knew this kid...he knew him from somewhere...
The kid was a Gryffindor...the younger of the annoying Creevey brothers who would never leave Potter alone. What was his name....Dennis.
"Has thou aquired what has been required?" Mercutio asked his page, the boy nodded and handed over a envelope.
"T'was not easy, M'lord" The kid replied
"Good, all is in order, thou shall leave until called upon again" Mercutio dismissed the boy with the wave of his hand. Draco watched the kid scamper off
"Art thou not corious?" he asked, waving the envelope in front of his friends faces.
"Not really, but do tell us any way" Draco said dryly
"Invitations to the capulet's ball this evening" came Mercutio's reply. Draco's looked back towards his friend so fast that he almost broke his neck. Tonight was the Capulet's ball. The ball at which Romeo first meets Juliet.
"The Capulet's ball" Draco repeated to himself. That was his favourite part of the play, when Romeo and Juliet knew each other by face only, they had secret identities, and yet, they were already in love. A love that was doomed to fail, yet had so much hope.
"Yes" Benvolio smiled. "And look, there is young Juliet"
Draco watched, across the square, heading towards the church, was a young woman, he long, red culy hair falling freely around her face.
He took a deep breath, he would know that hair anywhere. It was Ginny.
He watched as Ginny and her companion disappeared into the church.
"I have a sudden need to pray" Draco told the others and then stood, moving towards the church.
*****
Ginny knelt in the front row of the large catherdal. She had know idea what to do, she had never really been inside a church before. So she just knelt there, thinking about her life, her new life now that she was Juliet, and weather or not she would ever get back to her old life as Ginny.
She was wondering what Ron and Hermione and Harry were doing. Had they even realised that she was gone? Were they missing her? Or were they just going on with life as though she had never existed?
Her thoughts were interupted by someone coming towards her. She shut her eyes and pretended to be praying. She didn't feel like talking to any one, she didn't feel like acting polite.
"Ginny?" The name cut through the air. Her eyes snapped open and swung to the person standing beside her.
"Draco? and you are really Draco? I mean, you know it is me?" Ginny asked, Draco nodded and collapsed into the chair beside her.
"Yeah...and you know I am really me?" He asked, she nodded.
"Good, cos I am getting sick of people calling me Juliet" Ginny smiled
"What...you are Juliet?" Draco asked
"Yes" She replied
"Umm, I am Romeo" He told her, she sat back a little and moved away from him on the chair.
"You are Romeo?" She questioned "Great, and here I was expecting to meet a perfect prince charming at the ball tonight"
"I am a perfect prince charming" He smiled, she smirked.
"Any way" Ginny grinned. "What is like to be Romeo"
"It sucks, I am wearing tights" They laughed together.
"Hey, guess what, a Hermione look alike is my Nurse" She smiled
"Yeah, Crabbe and Goyle are Benvolio and Mercutio" Draco laughed.
"But they dont remember?" She asked
"No" Draco said. He looked at The Hermione look alike coming towards them.
"I better go...me and the boys will be there tonight" Draco said
"Hey, It wouldn't be Romeo and Juliet if you weren't" Ginny told him. He laughed and then left.
Ginny watched him leave and then realised something, she had been nice to him, and he had been nice to her.
That was weird.
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