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~Chapter 9. Time Will Stop for Love~

I awoke happy at 6:30. I was high on last night. The images replayed over and over in my mind. The "I love you" felt the same every time I thought of it. I felt special. Ginny wasn't even awake yet, so I quietly shut the door and got changed. I had a lot to do today, with my manager coming. I pulled on a red low-cut tank top and black shorts, and I decided to do makeup today. Then I went downstairs and it was empty. I sat at the table with my notebook and wrote a song. For Percy of course.

Time is a rolling stone

Can't stop it in its tracks

Can't bring it back up the hill

But I don't care, I'm frozen in time

When your arms wrap around me

Embrace me

Kiss me to make my world ignite

Don't stop

You know the moment is right

Time will stop for love

Time steps on my toes

I can't seem to get it off

Can't seem to set myself free

But I don't care, as long as I have you

Embrace me

Kiss me to make my world ignite

Don't stop

You know the moment is right

Time will stop for love

I set down my pen and wandered around the kitchen humming the music I heard in my head. I started to dance to it. The I thought of something. I can play guitar. But I don't have one. Hmmm. I picked up my wand and put my pen down on the table. "Preetemps Allahmegas!" The pen turned into a guitar. There we go. I started playing the music I heard and singing along to it. I was so into singing I didn't notice a figure appear at the doorway.

"Beautiful." I was startled that I heard a voice and looked up at the person standing there. A smile came to my face as I saw Percy smiling at me. I set the guitar down and went over to him. We started kissing. It had gotten really intense and passionate by then time we heard footsteps coming down the stairs. We jumped apart and the second after we did, Ginny, Harry and Ron all came into the kitchen.

"'Mornin'!" I said gleefully to them.

"Good morning Hermione."

Knock. Knock. Someone was at the door. Was it really 7:00 already? Oh, it was. I went to answer it. Yes, it was Jason Browning, holding a lot of paperwork and followed by four witches. "Ready to get started?"

"Yes I am. Let me tell Mrs. Weasley that you have arrived." I ran up to Mrs. Weasley's room and told her, the ran back down and ushered The five strangers into the kitchen. Everyone turned and looked at me. "This is Jason Browning. He's my manager."

"Pleased to meet you." Jason gave a little wave and put the pile of paperwork he was holding down on the table. Everyone figured out they were still in their pajamas and ran to their respective rooms to rectify that. "Okay. First, the legal stuff." He sat and motioned for me to sit.

"Okay. So this legal stuff is like a contract."

"Yes. I've drawn up this contract, but I don't know whether or not it will be suffient for you."

"Okay. Payment plan?"

"You get 80% of whatever we get on your personal appearances and you get 85% of whatever we make on your actual music."

"Sounds reasonable. What about these lessons?"

"We have Kelli, your dance instructor." He pointed to the witch on his right. "And Kara, your voice instructor." He pointed to the witch on his right. "All lessons will be courtesy of us. All wardrobe will be specially made for you for appearances by us. This is Hallie, your measurement and clothing design person." He gestured to the witch on my right.

"Okay. So far, so good. How am I bound to this contract?"

"Good question. I drew this us so that you have to sign on for at least ten songs and 17 appearances for a trial so-to-speak and we'll go from there. If we like your stuff and you have a fair amount of fans then your are bound for another ten songs. But in the case of extenuating circumstances, you can terminate your contract."

"What are these extenuating circumstances?"

"Smart cookie, you didn't even need a lawyer to field that one for you. I like it. The extenuating circumstances are if you get arrested for any reason or are extremely ill that would work. Also, you can have time if you need if you get pregnant and need to slow down. You have a boyfriend, yes?"

"Yes."

"Okay. So is the contract the way you want it to be?"

"It seems in order, yes. I would like to sign."

"Here you go." He put the paper in front of me and the pen on top of it and gave me a look that clearly said to think carefully about it. I knew it was like I was signing away my soul. But this was going to be more of a curse for me. I signed it after reading it through one more time.

"Okay, now measurements." Hallie got up and put the bewitched measuring tape on my arm. It just stayed there on it's own and started shouting out measurements. It seemed to go on forever. Arm length, leg length, arm width, leg width on my thigh, leg width on my shins, ring size, hat size, waist, across my chest, just under my chest, etc. Even a few people poked their head in and laughed at me standing there looking bored.

"Done!" The measuring tape shouted triumphantly.

"Voice lessons." I went outside with Kara and did voice assessment and training for two long hours until my throat was throbbing. Then Jason let me get a drink of water before he said, "Dance lessons." Dance lessons were hard too. She did the assessment thing and then we worked on a routine. That was two and a half hours. After that was all finished, Kara and Kelli left, leaving Jason and one black-haired witch that I had not talked to yet. "This is Meila Snape. She is your co-songwriter. You can decide how much of your music you want to write on your own. I have a meeting. I'll be back in two hours." Then he disappeared with a pop. Did you hear that too? Snape? Is she related to that greasy old bat? She has really pretty black hair that cascades down her back and her creamy white skin that was unflawed.

"Hi Meila. Are you by any chance related to. . ."

"Severus Snape? Yes, I am. I'm actually his daughter. He isn't married to my mother though. I'm the result of a drunk one-night stand. I know it's hard to believe, but he has a good heart and he helped us out when times were hard. He stuck with us, though he and my mother don't love each other."

"Okay, that's really nice of him then." Inside my mind was screaming WHAT? But I didn't say that to her. She was so nice and sweet.

"I really liked your song. The one moment in your eyes part was completely brilliant."

"Thank you. I'm going to say this up front. I'd really prefer to write all my own music."

"Very understandable. I'm also here because I'm the best in the business when it comes to figuring out what the business wants and what the people want to hear."

"Okay. I have a few songs. I can play them if you would like."

"I would like it very much." We spent the rest of the time with my songs and she loved them and said they would get me places. I felt really good. Then Jason showed up again. He said it was time for appearance number one and asked what song I wanted to sing. I told him I wrote one this morning called Time Will Stop for Love.

Meila gave him an approving look and he said, "Alright. Wardrobe!" There was a flurry of activity and all of a sudden I was ready.

And I sang at the Leaky Cauldron. Everyone loved me, I think. From the first note to the final word, I had their attention.

Time will stop for love

Oh yes it will

Time will stop for love

Later that night, all I could feel was Percy wrapping his arms around me and kissing me gently. And he could kiss. He could tell what kind of kiss I wanted I guess, because he was pretty intense when I was thinking, hmm, we could heat this up or when I was thinking a little peck would be sweet and gentle. Oh yes, time is stopping for love.