Disclaimer: I don't own HP or A Midsummer Night's Dream. Wish I could own
Draco though.
~*A Midwinter Night's Dream*~
"What is Pyramus? A lover or a tyrant?
A lover, that kills himself most gallant for love."
A Midsummer Night's Dream
-William Shakespeare-
Scene 2
"This meeting will come to order! ORDER!!!!" shouted Fred Weasley, "Shut up everyone! SHUT UP!"
The habitants of the room looked up surprised. "That's better." Fred said. "Now, we're all here to put together a play for the Christmas feast. We're already very lucky that Dumbeldore let us put this together. So don't screw up.or else! Alright then, Ron, you'll play the part of Pyramus."
"What is Pyramus? A lover? Or a tyrant?" Ron asked.
"A lover," Fred replied, "One that kills himself for love. So, you'll have to bring about a few tears in that role. George will play Thisbe, his doomed lover."
"Wait a minute!" George cried, "That would mean.I would have to be a girl! I can't be a girl! Why can't you get anyone else to be Thisbe?"
"Well," Fred said, "None of the girls want anything to do with the play. Something about male chauvinism or the other. Anyway, George, just do Thisbe in a really high voice okay?"
"I suppose" George grumbled.
"Right then," Fred continued, "Seamus will play the part of Thisbe's mother."
"What?!" Seamus exclaimed, "I'm a girl too?"
Fred chuckled merrily, "No Seamus, not a girl, but a woman. So, going on, Dean will be Pyramus's father, I will be Thisbe's father. And Neville, you will be the lion."
"M-me? .Y-you want me to be the lion?" Neville stammered, "Why?"
"Of course we want you my good man!" Fred reassured him, "If we cast anyone else, the girls would be scared out of their wits. And we would all get detentions. So as you see, you're perfect for the role!"
"Th-that does make sense.I guess." Neville agreed.
"Jolly good then, everyone's got their parts." Fred folded up his paper, from which he had been reading the names. "Now all we need is a quiet place to practice. Hmm.how about the Forbidden Forest? No one would bug us there."
Everyone murmured their approval (although Neville looked horror-struck) and ambled out of the room.
A/N: I know that this isn't exactly how it goes in the play, but I did the best I could! Also, this is set in midwinter b/c Harry and co. don't go to school during summer. Therefore, it wouldn't make much sense for Fred and everyone to put on a show for a nonexistent audience. Plus, I have several wintery scenes up ahead.
~*A Midwinter Night's Dream*~
"What is Pyramus? A lover or a tyrant?
A lover, that kills himself most gallant for love."
A Midsummer Night's Dream
-William Shakespeare-
Scene 2
"This meeting will come to order! ORDER!!!!" shouted Fred Weasley, "Shut up everyone! SHUT UP!"
The habitants of the room looked up surprised. "That's better." Fred said. "Now, we're all here to put together a play for the Christmas feast. We're already very lucky that Dumbeldore let us put this together. So don't screw up.or else! Alright then, Ron, you'll play the part of Pyramus."
"What is Pyramus? A lover? Or a tyrant?" Ron asked.
"A lover," Fred replied, "One that kills himself for love. So, you'll have to bring about a few tears in that role. George will play Thisbe, his doomed lover."
"Wait a minute!" George cried, "That would mean.I would have to be a girl! I can't be a girl! Why can't you get anyone else to be Thisbe?"
"Well," Fred said, "None of the girls want anything to do with the play. Something about male chauvinism or the other. Anyway, George, just do Thisbe in a really high voice okay?"
"I suppose" George grumbled.
"Right then," Fred continued, "Seamus will play the part of Thisbe's mother."
"What?!" Seamus exclaimed, "I'm a girl too?"
Fred chuckled merrily, "No Seamus, not a girl, but a woman. So, going on, Dean will be Pyramus's father, I will be Thisbe's father. And Neville, you will be the lion."
"M-me? .Y-you want me to be the lion?" Neville stammered, "Why?"
"Of course we want you my good man!" Fred reassured him, "If we cast anyone else, the girls would be scared out of their wits. And we would all get detentions. So as you see, you're perfect for the role!"
"Th-that does make sense.I guess." Neville agreed.
"Jolly good then, everyone's got their parts." Fred folded up his paper, from which he had been reading the names. "Now all we need is a quiet place to practice. Hmm.how about the Forbidden Forest? No one would bug us there."
Everyone murmured their approval (although Neville looked horror-struck) and ambled out of the room.
A/N: I know that this isn't exactly how it goes in the play, but I did the best I could! Also, this is set in midwinter b/c Harry and co. don't go to school during summer. Therefore, it wouldn't make much sense for Fred and everyone to put on a show for a nonexistent audience. Plus, I have several wintery scenes up ahead.