Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING RELATED TO THE WORLD OF HARRY POTTER. I ALSO DO NOT OWN ANY PARTS OF THIS STORY THAT'S TAKEN FROM THE MOVIE "CHICAGO". OKAY NOW ON WITH THE STORY!!!
Mysterious Murders
Chapter 1
On a Friday night close to the opening act at the Wizards Club, in Hogsmead, the cabaret owner couldn't find his two famous stars.
"Hermione! Luna!" Has anyone seen those two?!"
All he got were shaking of heads from everyone he came across.
"Damn it! They'll get it this time!"
Outside, a mysterious woman got out of a carriage and was headed towards the Wizards Club. As she got near she saw thousands of signs advertising "The Amazing Duo: Hermione Granger and Luna Lovegood" As the mysterious woman read the sign she ripped through it were Luna's name appeared.
"Stupid Bitch" she said.
She went through the door and she saw the owner.
"Hermione! Where the Hell have you been?"
"Sorry I'm late. I lost track of time."
"Where's Luna? How the hell are you going to perform without her?"
At this point Hermione was getting sick and tired of talking about her "friend".
"Don't worry about it! I'll manage."
Quickly, Hermione went to her dressing room to change. She took off her coat and went to the sink. She turned the water on and started washing her hands clean of all the blood she had. "Shit" she said. She went to her bag to get her wand. She said a couple of simple spells and changed quickly. As she was exiting her dressing room she stopped at a picture of herself, her best friend Luna, and her husband Ron.
"Why did you two do this to me! I should have listened to Harry when he told me something was going on!"
Hermione left the dressing room in a mad rush. She was near the stage when she heard Justin Finch-Finely approach the stage.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! The act that you have all been waiting for! I am proud to present to you Hermione Granger and Luna Lovegood as the Amazing Duo!"
***Cheers, Whistles and Catcalls***
As Hermione was emerging from the bottom of the stage, everyone stopped the noise as they noticed that Luna was nowhere in sight.
"Stupid people! I'll show them who the REAL star is from this duo!"
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Harry was just entering the Wizard's Club when he heard all the noise.
'Good. I'm not late' he thought.
Harry was working late that night at the Ministry of Magic. He couldn't believe all these men that were suddenly being murdered! More men were being killed now than there were when the war against Voldemort was going on. He had so many cases to take care of that he didn't know where to begin!
He needed a break. That's why he came here. He wanted to forget about everything for a while.
He took a seat near the middle of the club and ordered a Butterbeer.
As he got his beverage he could see Hermione was a little irritated.
"Don't worry Hermione, I'll take all your troubles away later" he smirked at the thought as he heard music playing in the background.
Come on babe, why don't we paint the town?
And all that jazz
I'm gonna rogue my knees and roll my stockings down
And all that jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all...that...jazz!
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A few seats away from Harry a tiny, young, blonde lady was watching Hermione with Awe.
'I wish I were her' she thought.
Slick you hair and wear your buckle shoes
And all that jazz
I hear that father dip is gonna blow the blues
And all that jazz
Hold on hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at united drug
In case you shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do...that...JAZZ!
Suddenly, she heard someone behind her. It was Seamus Finnigan.
"Come on Lav, let's go!" he said.
"But I didn't even get to meet your friend!" Lavender said.
Seamus had been telling her for the longest time that he knew someone at the Wizard's Club that would give her a gig.
"Let's go! He wasn't here today. We'll come back some other time."
'Oh well' she thought.
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Find a flask we're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I betcha lucky lindy
Never flew so high
Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
To all that jazz!
Hermione was kicking ass without Luna.
'Everyone loves me!' she thought.
Oh, you're gonna see your Sheba shimmy shake
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy till her garters break
And all that jazz
Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood will curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all...that...jazz!
All...that...jazz!
She was looking around the audience when she laid eyes on that one person she was looking for.
Come on babe why don't we paint the town
And all that jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees and wear my stockings down
And all that jazz
The Famous Harry Potter. The-Boy-Who-Lived. All those names were insignificant to her. She only knew him as her Harry. No one else's.
So what if she was having an affair! So was Ron! Besides, she never loved Ron! She never really understood why she married Ron in the first place. It just felt safe.
But, what she didn't understand was why she was so upset over this. It's not as if she loved him to death. If anything she only loved him as a brother. Maybe she was just jealous of Luna. After all, she was stealing the spotlight from her. She was always taking everything she ever wanted away from her! Yeah...that's why she did it. She wanted revenge!
She always felt so angry! The only time she was never angry would be the times that she spent with the one she loved with all her heart. Her Harry. Her Harry that did indescribable things to her!
She never took her eyes off of him as she performed and he never took his eyes off of her.
Suddenly she had this sick feeling in her stomach.
She took her eyes away from Harry and looked near the entrance of the club.
'Shit! I'm screwed!' she thought.
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
Its just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all that jazz!
Harry saw her look away from him and looked at where here eyes were.
No, I'm no one's wife
But, oh I love my life
And all that jazz!
That Jazz!
'Damn it' he thought.
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