ACT 1
THEATRE ; Phantom of The Opera ACT 1 : My Concealed Paradise
Written by : Liz-zy-eve
A/N : This is my new fic ! I think this fic is darker than the first one , ( not that dark. ) , because there'll be some of the dark side coming along , ( with a most wonderful pairings of all . ! ) . I pick the title ' Theatre ' because the main idea of this story was theatre , not opera . ( I can't write about opera , because it was impossible to students of Hogwarts to play opera ) . I've tried my best to describe 'Phantom of The Opera' in this fic . The idea of phantom appeared from the theme of my school's marching brass performance . It'll be too much description in this chapter , but next will be more conversation . Now . please enjoy , and . REVIEW PLEASE . !!
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My life flew for nothing , I couldn't feel but darkness and cold . But it was that night , that night which took my soul away . -behind fears- and slow , silent steps of mine , I finally found you , Through the shadow of my visions , My concealed paradise .
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Everything is in white now , Hogwarts had fallen into its winter fashion . Seemed like the snow trying to finished their duty as soon as they could , showering the ground with lack of flurry snows, covered all the fields and castle with frozen atmosphere . But all of them never lessen the spirit of its citizens , as our story begins at the Great Hall , when breakfast time had started with the surroundings that even much more than thunderous and ear-splitting .
Hermione Granger sat like usually in front of her two very best friends , who hadn't change a little except one thing ; body height . They still had the same hobby , talking about quidditch in every leisure time .
Harry , the black haired one , doesn't look much different than few years ago . He still had the same historical scar , the same round and thick glasses , polite and friendly face . He has grown a few inches last summer , his figure and tone had modified perfectly now . The same thing happened to the flame headed one . But of course he still had his comical face and jokes , which has made Hermione pleased all over the day . Hermione herself has grown up ; without she realized . Her brown hair is not as wild as it used to , and all of her relatives told her that she is much more beautiful now . But every time she looks in front of her mirror , she never find anything special .
Hogwarts itself didn't change a lot , except this four important issue ( I doubt that they're important for her . ) ; The first one , their DADA teacher was a female , pureblooded , and totally attractive ( source : Ronald Weasley ) . And the second and the most important issue ; Snape falls in love with her . ! numerous students swore that they had seen Snape give her his love potion , which , of course , had ended with a horrible ending . And the next thing ; the most delightful issue for Hermione , was the leave-taking of the 'stupid ferret' Draco Malfoy . He just vanished without a trace at the beginning of sixth year . Hermione had started to realized that something is missing when three of them arrived at Hogwarts without any accident , without rude insults , familiar smirk and abusive words from him . It is weird , actually . everything seemed very peaceful , unchallenging and boundless , felt like something important flew away to someplace unknown .
Because of that , disaster had fallen onto the girls of Slytherin , especially the squad of Pansy Parkinson . All of this time they had always praised Draco Malfoy as their very-perfect-slytherin-handsome-and blonde- prince , so they started to crying hysterically when sorting ceremony occurred few months ago .
" It's impossible !!! He couldn't just dissapear without saying anything to me !!! It can't be !!! "
She could still remember the hoarse screams of the pug faced Parkinson . And about his two dim-witted cronies , Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle ,they only kept silent like idiot trolls within two months . But of course it didn't last longer , they had started to disturbing the first years who had only 1/5 of their volume to took away their home-made cakes .
" He moved to Durmstrang . ! "
That was the first rumor which exist few months ago , then replaced by another rumors quickly .
" I think he was engaged with his father's selected girl ! That's why Pansy kept crying all over the day . ! "
" He was accepted as a seeker in National Quidditch Team ! "
" No ! He is working in the Ministry of Magic now , as his father's assistant ! I'm sure of it ! "
But , from all those gossips , the one that Hermione believes most was this one ;
" How do I know !? Maybe he had been a death eater just like his horrible father ! The most suited job for him , really . "
Yes . That's true . It was the answer of Ronald Weasley , the Malfoys' eternal foe .
But whatever going on with him , Hermione Granger doesn't care at all . Now , nobody could made her angry and cried all over the day , ruined all of her precious time , called her mudblood , insulted her with his familiar smirk . That ferret had gone forever , and ever .
And the last thing ; Neville Longbottom had changed his pet ! He has the new pet now , but still . toad , named Trevor ( 2nd Trevor ) . What happened to the past Trevor ? Yes , we came back to that ferret again . Trevor was trampled down right beneath Draco Malfoys' Quidditch leather boots . And of course , he has an unique type of apology ;
" Oops .. ! Congratulations , Longbottom !! I'm just helping you to get another pet ! Now you had a reason to your snappish grandmother to buy another toad , because she couldn't even buy a skinny and old rat . ! What a pity . I think I should buy a new boots . "
Six months had passed after that accident , and not one important occasions happened . Everything went by like a scheduled life ; wake up , breakfast , study , quidditch , library , study again , and sleep at the end of the day . All of it had made her boring . So , tonight , Hermione had decided to take a different route to her common room , went around the north corridor that ran through Hogwarts' lake . Viewed the white snows fallen onto the silent and serene lake was more than enough to relaxed her mind from her routinity . It was two hours after dusk , and within few minutes the night hour will be accomplished . Ten minutes more . She told to herself . She is a prefect . What will happen if she was few minutes late anyway ?
So she stood there , face detached to the glass window . This is a full moon night , the surface of the lake looked pale shimmering behind the window which vapored by her heavy and white breath . For about few minutes she nailed there , watching the snow fallen slightly ,
until a sight made her shivered with fear .
Through the shadow of the window in front of her , she could saw a black big shadow ran pass through her shoulders . She turned around mindlessly , but that black shadow had gone to end of the corridor , turned right with the speed of light . Fear and coldness ran through her spine in instance , but her curiosity had defeated all of them . Without thinking twice , She grabbed her wand from her robe .
" Lumos . "
She whispered , and the yellow pale light spread out from the end of her wand . She pointed it to the end of the corridor , but she got nothing about its traces . Hermione moved forward , step by step , until she reached the end . She pointed her wand again to her right corridor , and the result is also the same .
Empty .
But of course Hermione Granger was not her name if she just give up in this situation . She continued turned right now , followed the light from her wand . Only her little - silent steps , and sigh of breath was heard , full with interest and curiosity . She stopped her feet right in front of the large oak door , almost four meters tall . She reached her hand to touch it , and she felt the soft , strong but cold surface meet her palm . It was out of a handle , but with a small touch of her palm , it was opened . She just couldn't vanished her confutation , why did the huge oak door can be so weightless ? Without any doubt , she stepped in . the dusty air greeted her at once , followed by the rage of warm breeze .
Warm ? It was winter outside . Why it is very warm inside of here ?
She asked herself , then winked her eyes . She could see nothing , all went black . Again , she felt confused . In Hogwarts , the torches will blaze automatically when someone get in there . But here . nothing happened . She lifted her wand , but it was off ! no light came from its end again .
She must went on , she decided . So she continued to stepped left , but something hard bumped against her ankle , sent her body to something hard and terraced ; a stairs . She really understand how it felt to be a blind person right now . She reached her hand everywhere she could , until it landed on a soft and smooth surface . She lifted her body and stood up , her hand continued to moved up , until some object like iron laid under her palm . " What's this ? "
She whispered softly . She could felt that thing ; its form was an upside down letter Y , and she had found out that it was an electricity control . So she pushed it down , formed a letter Y now . In a few seconds , nothing was heard . But then , a sound like a motor machine was heard , and then .
PLASH . !!!
At once , a light that could blinded her eyes exploded from every part of the room , made her felt like she was standing inside of a labyrinth of light . She covered her eyes with her arms , protected them form the light that hurt her hazel eyes . Few minutes later , her eyes started to got used with the light , although red little spots covered her vision , blurred like a watery glass after the rain , she couldn't see clearly . When everything came back to its focus , a huge red ocean laid in front of her . Hundreds of red covered seats stood in a row , formed a wide and long stairs to the bottom , that bring her vision to something down there , a huge stage ; an opera stage .
From the place which she stood right now , she was amazed . That stage looked very glorious, with its dark red curtain , and many spot light that she couldn't calculate herself . For them , she couldn't help but stepped her feet along the stairs through the rows of seats . A feeling that she was walking to someplace like heaven started to ran through her mind , until she arrived there , right in front of the stage .
That stage rise up as high as her skull , its frame covered with carved stones that felt so cool under her hands , clean , not dusty at all . Weird . the floor was so dirty , but this stage was clean from dust . looks like someone dwell on it . She walk aside the stage until its left corner , in front of little round stairs that went up to the upside of the stage . She stepped up on it , then paused on the wood surfaced floor . Just like before , it was so clean .
The red curtain that hung up within five meters from the ground locked neatly with a golden ribbon right beside her . At the center of the stage , the old equipments from the play laid abandoned there . Chairs , desks , bed with thin curtains and the iron swords , all made from iron. They still looked tough and luxury , not defeated by dust and rust . Without she realized , her steps had reached the center of the stage . As soon as she turned back , the bright yellow light from the spotlights welcomed her , showered her body from head to toe with its golden glory .
So . this is how it felt when we standing on a stage .
She told to herself . How exciting . she felt that all of the eyes only pointed to her , to Hermione Granger . This had made her felt a little drunk , intoxicated under the influence of its atmosphere. Warm feelings run through her veins , she closed her eyes , full of desire . She could hear the soft whisper of the audience's clapping hands , gasps , whimpers and tears. Seems like this opera hall pleading her with its memory to be waken up again , went back to its glorious time when thousands of people filled its seats , crying , laughing , unburden their emotion through the play . She moved to the frame of the stage , and sat there . Now she realized , right but far from in front of her face , a huge , very huge cross hung above the entrance oak door , where she came in few minutes before . That cross was made from white blur glass , Jesus' figure didn't hung on it , looked very plain . But it also had its own spell , which could make her smile with pleasure .
She laid her body down then , looked up to the ceiling far above her . Not one words to describe it except wonderful . A big dome that filled with magnificent paintings ; Mother Marie with all of Her archangel , doves , the last supper , Golgota with its holy cross , and other picture that she had never known . And , completed its perfection , A great chandelier hung at the center of it , beautiful but also terrifying . " I never want to sit below it . " That sentence was the first thing that run through her mind . She was the member of the bravest trio in Hogwarts , and had fallen into many dangerous incident . Hermione herself didn't know why. That chandelier covered with crystals and sharp diamonds , with two meters diameter . Everyone would lost their life in instance if it cracked their body to the ground .
But , generally , This place was really meant to her . Its warmness , rows of seats , stage , boxes , and intoxicating atmosphere felt like heaven to her .
" My concealed paradise . "
Her heart whispered .
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A/N : That's only the opening . ! REVIEW , PLEASEEEE . !!!
THEATRE ; Phantom of The Opera ACT 1 : My Concealed Paradise
Written by : Liz-zy-eve
A/N : This is my new fic ! I think this fic is darker than the first one , ( not that dark. ) , because there'll be some of the dark side coming along , ( with a most wonderful pairings of all . ! ) . I pick the title ' Theatre ' because the main idea of this story was theatre , not opera . ( I can't write about opera , because it was impossible to students of Hogwarts to play opera ) . I've tried my best to describe 'Phantom of The Opera' in this fic . The idea of phantom appeared from the theme of my school's marching brass performance . It'll be too much description in this chapter , but next will be more conversation . Now . please enjoy , and . REVIEW PLEASE . !!
~ + ~
My life flew for nothing , I couldn't feel but darkness and cold . But it was that night , that night which took my soul away . -behind fears- and slow , silent steps of mine , I finally found you , Through the shadow of my visions , My concealed paradise .
~ + ~
Everything is in white now , Hogwarts had fallen into its winter fashion . Seemed like the snow trying to finished their duty as soon as they could , showering the ground with lack of flurry snows, covered all the fields and castle with frozen atmosphere . But all of them never lessen the spirit of its citizens , as our story begins at the Great Hall , when breakfast time had started with the surroundings that even much more than thunderous and ear-splitting .
Hermione Granger sat like usually in front of her two very best friends , who hadn't change a little except one thing ; body height . They still had the same hobby , talking about quidditch in every leisure time .
Harry , the black haired one , doesn't look much different than few years ago . He still had the same historical scar , the same round and thick glasses , polite and friendly face . He has grown a few inches last summer , his figure and tone had modified perfectly now . The same thing happened to the flame headed one . But of course he still had his comical face and jokes , which has made Hermione pleased all over the day . Hermione herself has grown up ; without she realized . Her brown hair is not as wild as it used to , and all of her relatives told her that she is much more beautiful now . But every time she looks in front of her mirror , she never find anything special .
Hogwarts itself didn't change a lot , except this four important issue ( I doubt that they're important for her . ) ; The first one , their DADA teacher was a female , pureblooded , and totally attractive ( source : Ronald Weasley ) . And the second and the most important issue ; Snape falls in love with her . ! numerous students swore that they had seen Snape give her his love potion , which , of course , had ended with a horrible ending . And the next thing ; the most delightful issue for Hermione , was the leave-taking of the 'stupid ferret' Draco Malfoy . He just vanished without a trace at the beginning of sixth year . Hermione had started to realized that something is missing when three of them arrived at Hogwarts without any accident , without rude insults , familiar smirk and abusive words from him . It is weird , actually . everything seemed very peaceful , unchallenging and boundless , felt like something important flew away to someplace unknown .
Because of that , disaster had fallen onto the girls of Slytherin , especially the squad of Pansy Parkinson . All of this time they had always praised Draco Malfoy as their very-perfect-slytherin-handsome-and blonde- prince , so they started to crying hysterically when sorting ceremony occurred few months ago .
" It's impossible !!! He couldn't just dissapear without saying anything to me !!! It can't be !!! "
She could still remember the hoarse screams of the pug faced Parkinson . And about his two dim-witted cronies , Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle ,they only kept silent like idiot trolls within two months . But of course it didn't last longer , they had started to disturbing the first years who had only 1/5 of their volume to took away their home-made cakes .
" He moved to Durmstrang . ! "
That was the first rumor which exist few months ago , then replaced by another rumors quickly .
" I think he was engaged with his father's selected girl ! That's why Pansy kept crying all over the day . ! "
" He was accepted as a seeker in National Quidditch Team ! "
" No ! He is working in the Ministry of Magic now , as his father's assistant ! I'm sure of it ! "
But , from all those gossips , the one that Hermione believes most was this one ;
" How do I know !? Maybe he had been a death eater just like his horrible father ! The most suited job for him , really . "
Yes . That's true . It was the answer of Ronald Weasley , the Malfoys' eternal foe .
But whatever going on with him , Hermione Granger doesn't care at all . Now , nobody could made her angry and cried all over the day , ruined all of her precious time , called her mudblood , insulted her with his familiar smirk . That ferret had gone forever , and ever .
And the last thing ; Neville Longbottom had changed his pet ! He has the new pet now , but still . toad , named Trevor ( 2nd Trevor ) . What happened to the past Trevor ? Yes , we came back to that ferret again . Trevor was trampled down right beneath Draco Malfoys' Quidditch leather boots . And of course , he has an unique type of apology ;
" Oops .. ! Congratulations , Longbottom !! I'm just helping you to get another pet ! Now you had a reason to your snappish grandmother to buy another toad , because she couldn't even buy a skinny and old rat . ! What a pity . I think I should buy a new boots . "
Six months had passed after that accident , and not one important occasions happened . Everything went by like a scheduled life ; wake up , breakfast , study , quidditch , library , study again , and sleep at the end of the day . All of it had made her boring . So , tonight , Hermione had decided to take a different route to her common room , went around the north corridor that ran through Hogwarts' lake . Viewed the white snows fallen onto the silent and serene lake was more than enough to relaxed her mind from her routinity . It was two hours after dusk , and within few minutes the night hour will be accomplished . Ten minutes more . She told to herself . She is a prefect . What will happen if she was few minutes late anyway ?
So she stood there , face detached to the glass window . This is a full moon night , the surface of the lake looked pale shimmering behind the window which vapored by her heavy and white breath . For about few minutes she nailed there , watching the snow fallen slightly ,
until a sight made her shivered with fear .
Through the shadow of the window in front of her , she could saw a black big shadow ran pass through her shoulders . She turned around mindlessly , but that black shadow had gone to end of the corridor , turned right with the speed of light . Fear and coldness ran through her spine in instance , but her curiosity had defeated all of them . Without thinking twice , She grabbed her wand from her robe .
" Lumos . "
She whispered , and the yellow pale light spread out from the end of her wand . She pointed it to the end of the corridor , but she got nothing about its traces . Hermione moved forward , step by step , until she reached the end . She pointed her wand again to her right corridor , and the result is also the same .
Empty .
But of course Hermione Granger was not her name if she just give up in this situation . She continued turned right now , followed the light from her wand . Only her little - silent steps , and sigh of breath was heard , full with interest and curiosity . She stopped her feet right in front of the large oak door , almost four meters tall . She reached her hand to touch it , and she felt the soft , strong but cold surface meet her palm . It was out of a handle , but with a small touch of her palm , it was opened . She just couldn't vanished her confutation , why did the huge oak door can be so weightless ? Without any doubt , she stepped in . the dusty air greeted her at once , followed by the rage of warm breeze .
Warm ? It was winter outside . Why it is very warm inside of here ?
She asked herself , then winked her eyes . She could see nothing , all went black . Again , she felt confused . In Hogwarts , the torches will blaze automatically when someone get in there . But here . nothing happened . She lifted her wand , but it was off ! no light came from its end again .
She must went on , she decided . So she continued to stepped left , but something hard bumped against her ankle , sent her body to something hard and terraced ; a stairs . She really understand how it felt to be a blind person right now . She reached her hand everywhere she could , until it landed on a soft and smooth surface . She lifted her body and stood up , her hand continued to moved up , until some object like iron laid under her palm . " What's this ? "
She whispered softly . She could felt that thing ; its form was an upside down letter Y , and she had found out that it was an electricity control . So she pushed it down , formed a letter Y now . In a few seconds , nothing was heard . But then , a sound like a motor machine was heard , and then .
PLASH . !!!
At once , a light that could blinded her eyes exploded from every part of the room , made her felt like she was standing inside of a labyrinth of light . She covered her eyes with her arms , protected them form the light that hurt her hazel eyes . Few minutes later , her eyes started to got used with the light , although red little spots covered her vision , blurred like a watery glass after the rain , she couldn't see clearly . When everything came back to its focus , a huge red ocean laid in front of her . Hundreds of red covered seats stood in a row , formed a wide and long stairs to the bottom , that bring her vision to something down there , a huge stage ; an opera stage .
From the place which she stood right now , she was amazed . That stage looked very glorious, with its dark red curtain , and many spot light that she couldn't calculate herself . For them , she couldn't help but stepped her feet along the stairs through the rows of seats . A feeling that she was walking to someplace like heaven started to ran through her mind , until she arrived there , right in front of the stage .
That stage rise up as high as her skull , its frame covered with carved stones that felt so cool under her hands , clean , not dusty at all . Weird . the floor was so dirty , but this stage was clean from dust . looks like someone dwell on it . She walk aside the stage until its left corner , in front of little round stairs that went up to the upside of the stage . She stepped up on it , then paused on the wood surfaced floor . Just like before , it was so clean .
The red curtain that hung up within five meters from the ground locked neatly with a golden ribbon right beside her . At the center of the stage , the old equipments from the play laid abandoned there . Chairs , desks , bed with thin curtains and the iron swords , all made from iron. They still looked tough and luxury , not defeated by dust and rust . Without she realized , her steps had reached the center of the stage . As soon as she turned back , the bright yellow light from the spotlights welcomed her , showered her body from head to toe with its golden glory .
So . this is how it felt when we standing on a stage .
She told to herself . How exciting . she felt that all of the eyes only pointed to her , to Hermione Granger . This had made her felt a little drunk , intoxicated under the influence of its atmosphere. Warm feelings run through her veins , she closed her eyes , full of desire . She could hear the soft whisper of the audience's clapping hands , gasps , whimpers and tears. Seems like this opera hall pleading her with its memory to be waken up again , went back to its glorious time when thousands of people filled its seats , crying , laughing , unburden their emotion through the play . She moved to the frame of the stage , and sat there . Now she realized , right but far from in front of her face , a huge , very huge cross hung above the entrance oak door , where she came in few minutes before . That cross was made from white blur glass , Jesus' figure didn't hung on it , looked very plain . But it also had its own spell , which could make her smile with pleasure .
She laid her body down then , looked up to the ceiling far above her . Not one words to describe it except wonderful . A big dome that filled with magnificent paintings ; Mother Marie with all of Her archangel , doves , the last supper , Golgota with its holy cross , and other picture that she had never known . And , completed its perfection , A great chandelier hung at the center of it , beautiful but also terrifying . " I never want to sit below it . " That sentence was the first thing that run through her mind . She was the member of the bravest trio in Hogwarts , and had fallen into many dangerous incident . Hermione herself didn't know why. That chandelier covered with crystals and sharp diamonds , with two meters diameter . Everyone would lost their life in instance if it cracked their body to the ground .
But , generally , This place was really meant to her . Its warmness , rows of seats , stage , boxes , and intoxicating atmosphere felt like heaven to her .
" My concealed paradise . "
Her heart whispered .
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A/N : That's only the opening . ! REVIEW , PLEASEEEE . !!!