The PLAY
By: ^NiCell^
PROLOGUE: Till Death
ANNOUNCEMENT: THE PROFESSERS AND I, PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE IS HELDING A PLAY ENTITLED "TILL DEATH". IT WILL BE SHOWN ON DECEMBER 25, CHRISTMAS DAY ITSELF. THE CHRISTMAS BALL WILL FOLLOW THE PLAY. AUDITIONS WILL BE HELD THIS NOVEMBER 8 AT 6:00 IN THE AFTERNOON AT THE GREAT HALL. THE AUDITIONS ARE EXCLUSIVELY FOR THE 6TH AND 7TH YEARS ONLY.
"Look Harry!" a young girl in the age of 17 exclaimed as she saw the piece of paper in the announcement column in the Gryffindor common room. The girl was reading the paper over and over again. 'Maybe it has additional points, I could make up for the 94% grade I got in Transfiguration Class'. "Do you think we should try to audition Hermione?" Harry asked nervously as he tried to comb his messy dark hair in place. "I'm not good at acting you know." Hermione could see that even famous Harry Potter, who had numerous encounters with the Dark Lord, gets stage fright. She laughed at the thought of it. "Well, will you at least escort me to the great hall tomorrow." She said hopefully "Please Harry, for moral support" She showed him her puppy dog look in her face and finally sighing in defeat he agreed. 'Yes! Perfect!' Hermione thought almost jumping for joy.
Many 6th and 7th years were there in the audition day itself. Draco Malfoy was scanning around for familiar Slytherin faces. When he sights Pansy Parkinson, he quickly hid his face with his hands. 'Pansy? What's Pansy doing here? She can't even act if she was given the part of just being her.' As he switches his gaze to the brown frizzy hair girl accompanied with the dark messy headed boy and a red hair boy; he approached them wearing a smirk on his face. "Well, If it isn't The little trio of goody two shoes Gryffindor," he said slyly "Hmm....Let me see there's famous Potty, poor little Weasel and Little miss know-it-all mudblood Granger". "Watch what your saying Malfoy or you'll surely regret it this time" threatened Ron, the red hair boy beside Hermione, as he drew his wand form his Hogwarts robe. Malfoy was enjoying the moment. Every time these three are insulted he enjoyed their faces turning red. "Really, Weasley are you going to make me eat slugs again" He teased remembering the last time Ron threatened him. "What do you want Malfoy, looking for someone to laugh at?" Hermione sarcastically said. She ignored his silver - gray eyes staring at her mischievously and continued walking toward Professor McGonagall "That could be an idea Granger but I'm here to audition." He called. Hermione stopped walking and turned to Malfoy. 'What? Malfoy is acting? Malfoy and acting cannot belong in one sentence. It's outrageous. It's.... Its...It's impossible'. She approached him violently; it made Malfoy step back. She drew her wand from her robes and shouted angrily "OKAY, WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DID YOU DO TO MALFOY" "Honestly Granger, there's no need to panic. I didn't know you were that concerned about me" Draco snarled. Pansy approached Malfoy and gently planted a peck on his cheek. Malfoy shrugged and stared at Pansy annoyed "Get lost Pansy". "But honey, you were harassed by this" Pansy stared at her eyeing her suspiciously and looking at her from head to toe, "ugly mudblood". "Watch what you're saying to me Pansy or you'll get what you deserve!" Hermione threatened her. "A big pain in the stomach" Draco looked at the two of them shotting each other dirty looks. As far as he liked insulting Ron and Harry he enjoyed the opportunity of being fought by two girls. "Honey, She's threatening your girlfriend. Aren't you gonna do something to protect me from her evil clutches", Pansy said sweetly as she pretended to be afraid and scooted more closely to Malfoy. He rolled his eyes at Pansy. Girlfriend? Pansy I would never date you even if you were the last girl in school. "Now, now girls. There's no need to fight for me----" He began proudly but was rudely interrupted with Hermione's familiar irritated voice "I wouldn't fight for you or better yet, date you if you're the last wizard on earth, I was just getting irritated with Pansy." "Ouch, Hermione" Draco scoffed putting his right hand in his chest his face, putting a sad expression on his face "I'm hurt". 'Keep dreaming Granger. A mudblood can never mix into my blood' he assured himself.
PROLOGUE: Till Death
ANNOUNCEMENT: THE PROFESSERS AND I, PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE IS HELDING A PLAY ENTITLED "TILL DEATH". IT WILL BE SHOWN ON DECEMBER 25, CHRISTMAS DAY ITSELF. THE CHRISTMAS BALL WILL FOLLOW THE PLAY. AUDITIONS WILL BE HELD THIS NOVEMBER 8 AT 6:00 IN THE AFTERNOON AT THE GREAT HALL. THE AUDITIONS ARE EXCLUSIVELY FOR THE 6TH AND 7TH YEARS ONLY.
"Look Harry!" a young girl in the age of 17 exclaimed as she saw the piece of paper in the announcement column in the Gryffindor common room. The girl was reading the paper over and over again. 'Maybe it has additional points, I could make up for the 94% grade I got in Transfiguration Class'. "Do you think we should try to audition Hermione?" Harry asked nervously as he tried to comb his messy dark hair in place. "I'm not good at acting you know." Hermione could see that even famous Harry Potter, who had numerous encounters with the Dark Lord, gets stage fright. She laughed at the thought of it. "Well, will you at least escort me to the great hall tomorrow." She said hopefully "Please Harry, for moral support" She showed him her puppy dog look in her face and finally sighing in defeat he agreed. 'Yes! Perfect!' Hermione thought almost jumping for joy.
Many 6th and 7th years were there in the audition day itself. Draco Malfoy was scanning around for familiar Slytherin faces. When he sights Pansy Parkinson, he quickly hid his face with his hands. 'Pansy? What's Pansy doing here? She can't even act if she was given the part of just being her.' As he switches his gaze to the brown frizzy hair girl accompanied with the dark messy headed boy and a red hair boy; he approached them wearing a smirk on his face. "Well, If it isn't The little trio of goody two shoes Gryffindor," he said slyly "Hmm....Let me see there's famous Potty, poor little Weasel and Little miss know-it-all mudblood Granger". "Watch what your saying Malfoy or you'll surely regret it this time" threatened Ron, the red hair boy beside Hermione, as he drew his wand form his Hogwarts robe. Malfoy was enjoying the moment. Every time these three are insulted he enjoyed their faces turning red. "Really, Weasley are you going to make me eat slugs again" He teased remembering the last time Ron threatened him. "What do you want Malfoy, looking for someone to laugh at?" Hermione sarcastically said. She ignored his silver - gray eyes staring at her mischievously and continued walking toward Professor McGonagall "That could be an idea Granger but I'm here to audition." He called. Hermione stopped walking and turned to Malfoy. 'What? Malfoy is acting? Malfoy and acting cannot belong in one sentence. It's outrageous. It's.... Its...It's impossible'. She approached him violently; it made Malfoy step back. She drew her wand from her robes and shouted angrily "OKAY, WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DID YOU DO TO MALFOY" "Honestly Granger, there's no need to panic. I didn't know you were that concerned about me" Draco snarled. Pansy approached Malfoy and gently planted a peck on his cheek. Malfoy shrugged and stared at Pansy annoyed "Get lost Pansy". "But honey, you were harassed by this" Pansy stared at her eyeing her suspiciously and looking at her from head to toe, "ugly mudblood". "Watch what you're saying to me Pansy or you'll get what you deserve!" Hermione threatened her. "A big pain in the stomach" Draco looked at the two of them shotting each other dirty looks. As far as he liked insulting Ron and Harry he enjoyed the opportunity of being fought by two girls. "Honey, She's threatening your girlfriend. Aren't you gonna do something to protect me from her evil clutches", Pansy said sweetly as she pretended to be afraid and scooted more closely to Malfoy. He rolled his eyes at Pansy. Girlfriend? Pansy I would never date you even if you were the last girl in school. "Now, now girls. There's no need to fight for me----" He began proudly but was rudely interrupted with Hermione's familiar irritated voice "I wouldn't fight for you or better yet, date you if you're the last wizard on earth, I was just getting irritated with Pansy." "Ouch, Hermione" Draco scoffed putting his right hand in his chest his face, putting a sad expression on his face "I'm hurt". 'Keep dreaming Granger. A mudblood can never mix into my blood' he assured himself.