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A/N- Thank you so much reviewers! You don't know how much I enjoy your comments and pointers. Wow! 8 chapters already and I've barely touched the action part! Get ready for a long ride!
Amy- Thank you so much for your ideas! I was actually thinking of something along those lines (without the guitar though) so I just might take them into consideration!
Firechild- Thank you for your idea also! Again, I was thinking of something very similar to that so be looking for something like what you suggested.
Darkest Pixie- Thanks for your pointers! Do you think that disclaimer looks ok? Thanks for the tip on detail. I just get kind of bored when I spend too much time on one thing. I know, it's terrible! I'll try to do better. I'm sorry that this chapter is short but I really wanted to get it out of the way so I could begin something besides row row row your boat!
Chapter 8
"Ok, who wants to go first?"
Professor Starr's students all looked nervously at one another. It was finally Friday, or as they preferred to call it, Dooms Day.
"Now, please. Don't all volunteer at once. You'll all get your turn," Prof. Starr said sarcastically.
Hermione snuck a look over at Parvati and Lavender. They gave her a thumbs-up under the table. They had their Hogwarts robes over their costumes so they could really knock the socks off of everyone when they went up.
"If there's no volunteers, I guess I'll just have to chose who goes first. How about…," Prof. Starr looked down at her list and and a strange little smile came on her face. "Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle! You're up!"
Hermione noticed Malfoy get even paler, if that was possible. Crabbe and Goyle looked unaffected as they simply sat there like lumps. Malfoy had to sit and explain to them how it was their turn ("Turn for what?") and they needed to move.
"Mr. Malfoy? The class is waiting." Prof. Starr said crossly.
Malfoy sighed finally got his bodyguards to move. They went to the center of the room and Prof. Starr nodded to Mr. Susi who began playing the piano. Malfoy started singing first.
"Row row row your boat gently dow…" Malfoy trailed off as her realized no one had jumped in and started the next verse. He smacked Crabbe in the arm and hissed something that Hermione couldn't hear. It must have been a death threat or what have you since when he began again, Crabbe did accompany him.
They looked so stiff up there and Crabbe's singing
closely resembled a dying cat. When Goyle started, it was too much. He didn't
exactly sing; it was more like mumbling at a faster tempo than normal. Malfoy
wasn't too terrible alone but when all three were put together they were like
American Idol rejects.
Hermione caught Harry's eye and they were mentally laughing together at them. Ron saw this and he joined in. Hermione loved how the three of them could say so much without even opening their mouths. She doubted even Lavender and Parvati could do that.
"Thank you boys. Very nice," Prof. Starr managed to choke out. "Next are Dean and Seamus."
And so it went. No group was out of this world nor so bad you had to cover your ears. Hermione was surprised to find out that Pansy actually had a nice voice. Of course, it was ruined by Millicent and Blaise's screaming that they called singing.
Finally, Ron's group was called. Ron,
Harry, and Neville went to the "stage" and nervously waited for the music. Once
they started, Hermione's jaw nearly dropped to the floor. Ron had a really good
voice. And she doubted he ever had lessons, which made it even more incredible.
Harry's voice was enjoyable also and Neville could have been great if his voice
didn't waver every two lines.
When they finished, the class gave a booming applause. Well, except for the Slytherins who kind of put their palms together once or twice.
"Boys, I am very impressed. That was very nice work. I do hope you all will be trying out for the play?" Prof. Starr asked.
They mumbled a reply and sat down. Hermione could tell they were pleased with the praise by Ron's red ears.
"Ok, last group is Hermione's for today."
The girls went to the front of the
room and simultaneously shed their robes, revealing the costumes. Hermione had
taken Lavender's
advice and gone for matching costumes. She wore baby blue, Parvati pastel pink,
and Lavender, naturally, wore lavender.
They were soft flare pants with a top with long flowing sleeves. Lavender had liked Hermione's start and preceded to make the top end right under their bra so their entire stomach was exposed. Hermione would not go for that and had been adamant about not wearing it. After begging, pleading, and promising to do their homework instead of gossiping at night, she surprised herself and gave in. She had wanted a change for the normally pretty conservative Hermione Granger. And now she was regretting her decision. The entire class was staring at them and a few boys gave catcalls. Ron was blushing and Harry was motioning for her to put her robe back on. Hermione rolled her eyes.
They had their hair in messy buns with a few tendrils poking out and had on sandals to match their costume color. All in all, they looked pretty good. But, could they sing?
The music began and Lavender started with "Row row row your boat" and she even danced around a bit to the music. Hermione and Parvati remained motionless until it was their turn to begin. They were in perfect harmony with one another and even had choreographed a few hand motions to go along with the song. When they finished the entire class erupted in applause and many (everyone except Slytherins) gave a standing ovation.
"Girls. That was brilliant. I love the costumes. Your three will be getting extra credit. Absolutely marvelous," Prof. Starr commended when the applause died down.
Hermione looked over at the other two and they all grinned. Maybe this class wasn't so bad after all.
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