Chapter 8-Like far off mountains turned into clouds...or love blooms
A/N-Hi Ho all! Thanks for all the feedback and keep it coming! I just wrote this fairly quickly, so if you hate it I apologize. It is short, but I will make up for it in the next part which involves a sulky Draco, the actors off book, a late night meeting with Snape, more R/H snogging and even maybe some leather. Just keep reading and responding! (P.S. I've decided Neville/Crabbe is cute so they will end up together too. Hee hee.)-AO
Chapter 8
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The weeks past effortlessly. The fairy scenes began to grow and develop, the lovers scenes were action packed, and especially in the days they began the `fight scene' in Act 3, Ron and Seamus naturally bounced off of each other. And while Hermoine and Lavender took a little longer to truly cat fight, Hermoine gradually got more and more high-pitched, winning Snape's admiration.
George Weasley, it turned out, was an amazing Bottom, vying for attention and naturally playing off of Cho and making her giggle so that the whole scene would have to start over. There were still rough spots, of course, like when they had the first rehersal with a bunch of Hufflepuff first years playing assorted elves and fairies and dancing and giggling round Titania's bower. Snape just about hexed them all, except for Lupin holding him back and the last scenes in the play still needed a lot of work. People were still on book, but it was no matter. The whole play was shaping up nicely.
Professor McGonagall was working doggedly on getting the enchanted forest to sprout up after the first act. Sprout however was enjoying herself immensely, charming huge roses and hydrangea that saturated the set with ambrosia perfume, to bloom when one touched them, growing vines across the set, even when Snape was rehearsing and he had a bit of a fit. Angelina and Alicia had their work cut out for them as Trelawney would think up impossible, fantastical ideas or just fall into her deep slumbers and not help at all. Frames of wings stood on large stands around the costuming room as young children got gauzy dresses and tunics fitted and the girls stretched silks, starch, pointed peaks over the wings. Titania's were the most amazing of all, a full 5 feet in height, already bewitched so that they moved at the slightest touch, rimmed in silvery, white down. They were angelic, but sparkling, whitish blue and pointed at the peaks of each end. Cho swallowed hard each time she saw
them, but Angelina and Alica reassured her. The two costume mistresses also caught Percy and Oliver necking behind them as Percy's scene was called, and reassured them that they wouldn't tell a soul, but it didn't matter as Lupin, Neville and Hermoine had caught them as well.
It was a few days before they would have to be off book, and Hermoine and Ron had already begun to hold hands when walking between classes and Harry was happy for them. One night, Harry and Ron were sitting in the common room when Hermoine entered.
"Ron, erm.." She smiled broadly, trying to hide it as Ron looked up in anticipation.
"Mione?" This nickname had come up lately as well, affectionate and short.
"I was wondering if you'd like to rehearse, I know we need some help with our lines-," but she didn't even need to finish her sentence as Ron nodded eagerly and stood.
"Of course! The rest of them are rehearsing the workers play with Snape, so we'll have the common room to ourselves." Hermoine nodded and Ron looked to Harry, "D'you mind, Harry? Maybe you could-,"
"No, no, it's alright. I was going to go rehearse with Draco...And Cho, of course. Of course," he backtracked hastily as Ron and Hermoine shot him a look. He retreated rather quickly, walking through the halls with his script underneath his arm.
As he headed towards the boys' dressing room where they'd meet to practice, and eventually end up in snogging, thoughts buzzed through his head. Truth be told, he was sick of it. Draco was all well and good, but he didn't know why they just kissed and caressed night after night. True, it brought something to their scenes, but other than that Harry didn't want to do it anymore. Snape would interfere between them, perhaps he knew what was going on, perhaps not, but Harry was grateful all the same. And though he was grateful, he couldn't help feeling a tinge of sadness, knowing Snape wasn't even coming close to being intimate with him.
He stopped immediately. He thought of finding Cho, but the girl didn't need to rehearse with him. She doggedly tried to keep up with the pace he and Draco set with each other, but she shone in her scenes with Bottom. Turning round, he left Draco, wherever he was, and continued back to the Gryffindor common room.
As he entered, he didn't see Ron and Hermoine until he walked behind the back of the couch in the room and saw them kneeling on the floor, gently locking lips. Ron opened one eye and immediately flew back, as if electrocuted.
"Harry," he gasped and Hermoine covered her mouth with her hands. Harry just shook his head, put down his script and said only one thing before walking up to his dormitory.
"Well, it took you both long enough. I've been waiting for this for ages." Ron and Hermoine each gave a sheepish smile and the moment he left the room, they began to kiss again.
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Lupin helped McGonagall and Snape work with Harry on his levitation and vine work. At first it was tedious, baby steps and aiding him along with levitation spells after he kept falling. However, after the first few weeks, he took to it as a fish to water, hanging on two strong ropes like a hammock, by his knees like a trapeze artist, and finally getting the hang of upside down on the vine, his legs twined around the top and his arms grasped around the end of it, staring between Draco and Cho.
The girls who were the fairies were surprised when the first day he showed off by running to the front of the stage like always and then leaping onto a vine and lounging and watching him before jumping into his entrance.
He grew more a Puck every day. Even without Draco or Snape's help.
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A/N-Hi Ho all! Thanks for all the feedback and keep it coming! I just wrote this fairly quickly, so if you hate it I apologize. It is short, but I will make up for it in the next part which involves a sulky Draco, the actors off book, a late night meeting with Snape, more R/H snogging and even maybe some leather. Just keep reading and responding! (P.S. I've decided Neville/Crabbe is cute so they will end up together too. Hee hee.)-AO
Chapter 8
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The weeks past effortlessly. The fairy scenes began to grow and develop, the lovers scenes were action packed, and especially in the days they began the `fight scene' in Act 3, Ron and Seamus naturally bounced off of each other. And while Hermoine and Lavender took a little longer to truly cat fight, Hermoine gradually got more and more high-pitched, winning Snape's admiration.
George Weasley, it turned out, was an amazing Bottom, vying for attention and naturally playing off of Cho and making her giggle so that the whole scene would have to start over. There were still rough spots, of course, like when they had the first rehersal with a bunch of Hufflepuff first years playing assorted elves and fairies and dancing and giggling round Titania's bower. Snape just about hexed them all, except for Lupin holding him back and the last scenes in the play still needed a lot of work. People were still on book, but it was no matter. The whole play was shaping up nicely.
Professor McGonagall was working doggedly on getting the enchanted forest to sprout up after the first act. Sprout however was enjoying herself immensely, charming huge roses and hydrangea that saturated the set with ambrosia perfume, to bloom when one touched them, growing vines across the set, even when Snape was rehearsing and he had a bit of a fit. Angelina and Alicia had their work cut out for them as Trelawney would think up impossible, fantastical ideas or just fall into her deep slumbers and not help at all. Frames of wings stood on large stands around the costuming room as young children got gauzy dresses and tunics fitted and the girls stretched silks, starch, pointed peaks over the wings. Titania's were the most amazing of all, a full 5 feet in height, already bewitched so that they moved at the slightest touch, rimmed in silvery, white down. They were angelic, but sparkling, whitish blue and pointed at the peaks of each end. Cho swallowed hard each time she saw
them, but Angelina and Alica reassured her. The two costume mistresses also caught Percy and Oliver necking behind them as Percy's scene was called, and reassured them that they wouldn't tell a soul, but it didn't matter as Lupin, Neville and Hermoine had caught them as well.
It was a few days before they would have to be off book, and Hermoine and Ron had already begun to hold hands when walking between classes and Harry was happy for them. One night, Harry and Ron were sitting in the common room when Hermoine entered.
"Ron, erm.." She smiled broadly, trying to hide it as Ron looked up in anticipation.
"Mione?" This nickname had come up lately as well, affectionate and short.
"I was wondering if you'd like to rehearse, I know we need some help with our lines-," but she didn't even need to finish her sentence as Ron nodded eagerly and stood.
"Of course! The rest of them are rehearsing the workers play with Snape, so we'll have the common room to ourselves." Hermoine nodded and Ron looked to Harry, "D'you mind, Harry? Maybe you could-,"
"No, no, it's alright. I was going to go rehearse with Draco...And Cho, of course. Of course," he backtracked hastily as Ron and Hermoine shot him a look. He retreated rather quickly, walking through the halls with his script underneath his arm.
As he headed towards the boys' dressing room where they'd meet to practice, and eventually end up in snogging, thoughts buzzed through his head. Truth be told, he was sick of it. Draco was all well and good, but he didn't know why they just kissed and caressed night after night. True, it brought something to their scenes, but other than that Harry didn't want to do it anymore. Snape would interfere between them, perhaps he knew what was going on, perhaps not, but Harry was grateful all the same. And though he was grateful, he couldn't help feeling a tinge of sadness, knowing Snape wasn't even coming close to being intimate with him.
He stopped immediately. He thought of finding Cho, but the girl didn't need to rehearse with him. She doggedly tried to keep up with the pace he and Draco set with each other, but she shone in her scenes with Bottom. Turning round, he left Draco, wherever he was, and continued back to the Gryffindor common room.
As he entered, he didn't see Ron and Hermoine until he walked behind the back of the couch in the room and saw them kneeling on the floor, gently locking lips. Ron opened one eye and immediately flew back, as if electrocuted.
"Harry," he gasped and Hermoine covered her mouth with her hands. Harry just shook his head, put down his script and said only one thing before walking up to his dormitory.
"Well, it took you both long enough. I've been waiting for this for ages." Ron and Hermoine each gave a sheepish smile and the moment he left the room, they began to kiss again.
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Lupin helped McGonagall and Snape work with Harry on his levitation and vine work. At first it was tedious, baby steps and aiding him along with levitation spells after he kept falling. However, after the first few weeks, he took to it as a fish to water, hanging on two strong ropes like a hammock, by his knees like a trapeze artist, and finally getting the hang of upside down on the vine, his legs twined around the top and his arms grasped around the end of it, staring between Draco and Cho.
The girls who were the fairies were surprised when the first day he showed off by running to the front of the stage like always and then leaping onto a vine and lounging and watching him before jumping into his entrance.
He grew more a Puck every day. Even without Draco or Snape's help.
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