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Authors Note: Thank You Reviewers! You all made me smile! :)
I especially want to thank Madame Mad- you've reviewed every chapter and have really made my day! Thank you so much! And I do have a musical in mind (and its NOT Grease :) )but I'm completely open to any suggestions! I may just take you up on your offer for help with terminology stuff too! Thanks for your suggestions about "accidentally" going on stage! I may just use it!
Lives Untold
Chapter 4
"Checkmate!"
Ron merrily grinned at Harry who sat, shocked.
"But… How did you… I was about to…" Harry fumbled
"Sorry mate," Ron said as he put away the chess game. "Better luck next time"
Hermione looked up from her Transfiguration textbook. "Don't you two think you should be doing something a little more productive, like, I don't know, studying?"
"Aww, Hermione," Ron whined, "We've been in school for like 48 hours and you want to study?"
Hermione gave him a Look as if to say 'Have you forgotten whom you're speaking to?'
"Right then."
"You need to be prepared Ron. You too, Harry," she said as if she just remembered he was there, "What would you do if we had a pop quiz tomorrow?"
"Um, fail?" Ron asked perkily.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Hopeless. Absolutely hopeless."
Harry had been quiet throughout this exchange. "Guys? What do you think is going to happen," he asked suddenly.
Ron and Hermione exchanged looks. They knew he was not referring to Transfiguration.
"I don't know, Harry," Hermione said softly, "I really don't."
"He can't hide forever. He's out there right now, doing who knows what! Dumbledore is so concerned that we have to take this stupid class now!" Harry said, banging his fist on the table.
"It will be okay, Harry. It has to be," Hermione said with wide-eyes
"Will it? Will it really? Because I don't know if it ever will be," Harry replied
"Whatever happens, we'll get through it together, mate," Ron said seriously, in an unusual show of affection.
Hermione reached over and grabbed Harry and then pulled Ron in for a group hug. The three of them sat like that for a while before they went upstairs to sleep.
* * * * *
"Alright! Are you ready class?" Prof. Starr asked brightly.
The entire class groaned.
"Great to hear it! Now, don't worry. We're going to start out very slowly. We are going to learn the scales this week and then we will go into karaoke."
Lavender raised her hand.
"Yes, Ms. Brown."
"Um, what's a kare-a-okay?"
"Karaoke is when you sing along with the music."
Ron brightened up immediately. "Hey! That means we can just mouth the words," he whispered excitedly to Hermione.
"But," Prof. Starr continued, "If I do not hear any noise coming from your mouth, I will stop the music and the entire class will not leave until you have sung the entire song by yourself without the music."
Ron's face fell.
Hermione leaned in, "Don't worry, Ron. You only have to see these people for the next two years anyway."
"That's a real comfort, Hermione! Only two years!" he mimicked. "Don't forget, you have to sing too!"
That got Hermione quiet and she turned away from Ron with a little huff.
"Okay, class!" Prof. Starr announced. "We are going to learn a little song that goes," she nodded to the pianist who was situated in the middle of the music room and cleared her throat, "Do-Ra-Me-Fa-So-La-Te-Do!" (A/N I don't know if that's how you spell it so pretend it's right!)
The entire class got quiet. Ms. Starr was good. Very good. She had hit the high notes perfectly.
"I really hope she doesn't expect us to do that!" Ron whispered nervously to Harry.
Obviously Prof. Starr had overheard Ron because she quickly reassured the class. "Now, it has taken me years of practice and hard work to learn to do that scale so well. I do not expect any of you to do it like me, even at the end of the year. All I ask of you is that you try your hardest. Really give it your all. You might be surprised about how well you do."
Prof. Starr quickly spoke up again, "Oh! I almost forgot to tell you! As you know this is a Muggle class which means no magic at all to assure that you do not change your voice. The outside of this room will be charmed tomorrow morning so that all spells will be undone as soon as you walk into this room. So if you have any acne prevention of anti-bed-head, think again. You have to do it the Muggle way from now on."
Draco Malfoy looked absolutely appalled and he gave a shudder every time Prof. Starr said the word 'Muggle' as if it physically hurt him to hear it.
"Ok, class. Let's try the scale together. Try to stay in tune. Everyone now, one, two, three go!"
The room was all of a sudden engulfed by a horrible noise that gave singing a bad name. Most people screeched out the Me Fa So part and others must have been tone deaf since they couldn't carry a note for the life of them.
When they finished Prof. Starr just stared at them with a look of utter horror. "Ok. Um. Well. That was..umm… a good start. Yeah. A great start. But maybe I started out too fast. Maybe we need to slow it down a little. Right. That must be it. Ok. Good job. I think that's enough for today. My ears couldn't really handle any more of that… unique… singing. Good job. Yeah." Prof. Starr then realized what a job teaching a group of 15 year-old wizards and witches could be. And they were supposed to dance too? Oh boy.
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