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Harry Potter and the Scottish Play
Chapter Eleven: First Day Back
The first full day back at Hogwarts did not end up being a breeze. All the students assumed it would be simliar to the past years, and that the classes would be short and introductory.
The Gryffindors entered Professor Blackburn's classroom to find most of the Slytherins already there.
"Please be on time for next class," the new professor said without looking up from her notes.
A few of the Slytherins snicked and Ron shot Harry a look of dread.
"This is going to be a long year," he muttered under his breath. They grabbed the closest empty chairs and braced themselves for a torturous class.
Were they ever right. Professor Blackburn quizzed the two houses against each other on how much defense against the dark arts they knew. If it hadn't been for Hermione, the Gryffindors would surely have lost devastatingly to the Slytherins.
"Well now, before I dismiss you from class, I would like to encourage ALL of you to try out for the play," Blackburn announced, purposely eyeing Harry. "See you tomorrow."
The students filed out of the classroom and Harry bumped into Colin Creevey. Colin had toned downa bit on the photography over the past years but not enough to not be an annoyance to Harry.
"Hi Harry!" Colin cheerfully greeted. "Are you going to audition for the play? Are you?"
"I don't know Colin," Harry replied wearily, continuing down the hall.
It didn't seem to phase the energetic fan. "Well, I think i will. Maybe we'll both get in! Just imagine!" he said, trotting after Harry.
"Yeah. Just imagine," Harry muttered to himself. He nudged Ron to walk faster. "Alright then, I've got to go!"
"But-" Colin called out as Harry, Ron and Hermione hurried out of Colin's sight.
"That Colin! What a nuisance!" Ron cried.
The three of them headed back to the Gryffindor Common Room where Hermione managed to convince Harry and Ron to audition with her for the production.
"I can't believe you're getting me to do this," groaned Ron.
"I feel so silly reciting this!" Harry agreed.
"Silly!" Hermione exclaimed as if they had put the Avada Kedavra curse on her. "Shakespeare is not silly! It's a classic!"
Ron looked over at Harry. "Yeh, classically silly," he muttered. Harry snickered, despite Hermione's dirty looks.
She turned back to the play.
"Your servants ever
Have theirs, themselves and what is theirs in compt
To make their audit at your highness' pleasure,
Still to return your own."
She paused dramatically and looked up. "Ron! Your line!"
Ron sighed and snatched the play from Hermione.
"Give me your hand,
Conduct me to mine host we love him highly," Ron said monotonely. He paused. "Love him?? Is this Duncan character-"
"No," Hermione said exhasperatedly. "He's not."
Ron looked unconvinced as Hermione urged him to keep reading.
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Harry Potter and the Scottish Play
Chapter Eleven: First Day Back
The first full day back at Hogwarts did not end up being a breeze. All the students assumed it would be simliar to the past years, and that the classes would be short and introductory.
The Gryffindors entered Professor Blackburn's classroom to find most of the Slytherins already there.
"Please be on time for next class," the new professor said without looking up from her notes.
A few of the Slytherins snicked and Ron shot Harry a look of dread.
"This is going to be a long year," he muttered under his breath. They grabbed the closest empty chairs and braced themselves for a torturous class.
Were they ever right. Professor Blackburn quizzed the two houses against each other on how much defense against the dark arts they knew. If it hadn't been for Hermione, the Gryffindors would surely have lost devastatingly to the Slytherins.
"Well now, before I dismiss you from class, I would like to encourage ALL of you to try out for the play," Blackburn announced, purposely eyeing Harry. "See you tomorrow."
The students filed out of the classroom and Harry bumped into Colin Creevey. Colin had toned downa bit on the photography over the past years but not enough to not be an annoyance to Harry.
"Hi Harry!" Colin cheerfully greeted. "Are you going to audition for the play? Are you?"
"I don't know Colin," Harry replied wearily, continuing down the hall.
It didn't seem to phase the energetic fan. "Well, I think i will. Maybe we'll both get in! Just imagine!" he said, trotting after Harry.
"Yeah. Just imagine," Harry muttered to himself. He nudged Ron to walk faster. "Alright then, I've got to go!"
"But-" Colin called out as Harry, Ron and Hermione hurried out of Colin's sight.
"That Colin! What a nuisance!" Ron cried.
The three of them headed back to the Gryffindor Common Room where Hermione managed to convince Harry and Ron to audition with her for the production.
"I can't believe you're getting me to do this," groaned Ron.
"I feel so silly reciting this!" Harry agreed.
"Silly!" Hermione exclaimed as if they had put the Avada Kedavra curse on her. "Shakespeare is not silly! It's a classic!"
Ron looked over at Harry. "Yeh, classically silly," he muttered. Harry snickered, despite Hermione's dirty looks.
She turned back to the play.
"Your servants ever
Have theirs, themselves and what is theirs in compt
To make their audit at your highness' pleasure,
Still to return your own."
She paused dramatically and looked up. "Ron! Your line!"
Ron sighed and snatched the play from Hermione.
"Give me your hand,
Conduct me to mine host we love him highly," Ron said monotonely. He paused. "Love him?? Is this Duncan character-"
"No," Hermione said exhasperatedly. "He's not."
Ron looked unconvinced as Hermione urged him to keep reading.