A/N: Yay, the cast list is finally up. To the best of my knowledge, all of these characters are canon. Thank you.
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Hermione's stride was swift and determined as she made her way toward the Great Hall. Her mind was spinning with what she had just learned from Snape. Dumbledore and McGonagall were married and their son was dead. She wondered what secrets the rest of the faculty had. She'd probably find out a lot of things if she ever joined their ranks. Hermione hadn't really told anyone, but she often entertained thoughts of being a Hogwarts instructor herself some day. If nothing else, she would be very qualified for Muggle Studies, being a Muggle-born witch and all. She didn't think she'd ever become powerful enough to teach something like Transfiguration, but one of the minor subjects just might be right for her.
As Hermione drew closer to the Great Hall, she saw that a lot of students were waiting around. "Hi, Hermione," said Harry, waving at her. "Did you talk to Professor McGonagall?"
Hermione bit her lip. "Um... no, I didn't. There's no Transfiguration classes today. Use the time to study your lines."
"Lines?" Harry repeated. "I got a part?"
"Of course you got a part. You were one of the better readers." She glanced around. "Are all these people waiting for me to post the cast list?"
"Probably," Harry answered.
Hermione worked her way to the wall next to the entrance and pulled a sheet of parchement out from her bookbag. It was the final draft of the cast list. She unrolled it and attached it to the wall with a sticking charm. "Cast list!" someone shouted, and Hermione was nearly trampled by all the students who crowded around to see it. She managed to get out in time, though, and stood off to the side.
"Look," Parvati Patil commented as she and Neville Longbottom came out of the Great Hall and saw the crowd. "Hermione must have posted the cast list."
Neville cringed. "I can't bear to look."
"Fine," she said. "I'll look. Watch, you're probably Banquo or something."
He wrung his hands together and mumbled something that sounded like, "Probably not."
Parvati gave him a reassuring smile, then squeezed her way through the crowd in order to get a look at the cast list.
~
King Duncan - Justin Finch-Fletchley
Malcolm - Anthony Goldstein
Donalbain - Kevin Entwhistle
Captain - Dean Thomas
Macbeth - Neville Longbottom
Lady Macbeth - Ginny Weasley
Seyton - Michael Corner
Porter - Ernie McMillan
Banquo - Draco Malfoy
Fleance - Colin Creevey
Macduff - Harry Potter
Lady Macduff - Pansy Parkinson
Macduff's Son - Dennis Creevey
Ross - Terry Boot
Lennox - Ron Weasley
Angus - Seamus Finnigan
Caithness - Hannah Abbott
Menteith - Millicent Bulstrode
Siward - Owen Cauldwell
Young Siward - Graham Pritchard
Doctor - Padma Patil
Gentlewoman - Susan Bones
English Doctor - Stephen Cornfoot
First Murderer - Vincent Crabbe
Second Murderer - Gregory Goyle
Third Murderer - Terry Boot
Hecate - Parvati Patil
First Witch - Lisa Turpin
Second Witch - Lavender Brown
Third Witch - Tracey Davis
First Apparition - Elenor Branstone
Second Apparition - Orla Quirke
Third Apparition - Natalie MacDonald
Old Man - Wayne Hopkins
Messenger - Megan Jones
ALL-CALL, AFTER CLASSES IN POTIONS CLASSROOM TO READ THROUGH ENTIRE THING. BE THERE. - H.G.
~
"Neville!" Parvati practically screamed as she saw his name. "Neville, where are you?"
Neville waved at her.
Parvati forced her way back out and ran toward him. "Neville, I don't believe it!" she cried, throwing her arms around him and hugging him tightly. "I'm so proud of you!"
"What part did I get?" he asked.
"Macbeth!" she exclaimed, and kissed him on the cheek.
Neville was shocked. "I am?"
"Yes!" she answered, hugging him even tighter.
"Who are you?"
"Hecate," she answered. "Not a major part, but I've got a few speeches. You, on the other hand... you're Macbeth! Wow!" She kissed him again.
The other students were also reacting to their parts. "Um, Hermione?" Terry Boot called. "I think there's a mistake. I was double-cast."
"No, you weren't," Hermione answered. "Professor Snape and I decided that Ross and the third murderer are the same person."
"Ha!" Gregory Goyle said, looking at Draco Malfoy. "You're Banquo! Crabbe and I get to kill you!"
"And Boot," Vincent Crabbe added.
"Oh yeah, and Boot," Goyle said. He paused, then said, "We kill Boot, too?"
Draco rolled his eyes. "No, you moron. You, Crabbe, and Boot kill me." Draco was elated at landing the part of Banquo, but he didn't dare show it.
"Nice!" Harry said when he saw who he was. "Macduff!"
"I'm Lennox," said Ron. "Who's that?"
"A Scottish nobleman," Hermione answered.
"Ugh," said Pansy Parkinson. "Lady Macduff." She glared at Harry.
"Relax," Hermione said. "You two don't even have any scenes together."
Pansy appeared less irritated.
"Lady Macbeth!" Ginny shrieked when she saw her part. "Really?"
Hermione smiled and nodded. "Really."
"I'm going to hug someone!" Ginny cried, and, arms opened wide, turned to the nearest person. She froze when she saw that it was Draco Malfoy and said, "But not you!"
"Thanks," Draco mumbled.
Ginny opted to hug Justin Finch-Fletchley instead, who was in a daze over landing the part of King Duncan.
Millicent Bulstrode blinked and scratched her head. "Isn't Menteith a man?"
"We had to do some cross-casting because there weren't enough female parts for all the girls that tried out," Hermione answered. "You weren't the only one."
Millicent didn't look delighted, but she didn't look angry, either. She began talking to Pansy Parkinson. Pansy glanced at Harry, and the two girls giggled.
"Cool!" said Anthony Goldstein. "Malcolm! Sweet!"
Kevin Entwhistle came over to him and smiled. "Hey, big brother," he said, and they high-fived.
Justin Finch-Fletchley joined them and said, "Hello, sons," and all three of them laughed.
Hermione felt good. She enjoyed seeing how excited her fellow students were over the play. The best reaction, she felt, was Neville's, simply because he didn't have one. All he did was stand there with a blank look on his face as people came over and congratulated him. She hoped he would get over his shock in time for the all-call, though.
Harry made his way over to Hermione, and she smiled at him. "Hi, Macduff."
"Hi, Director," he replied, smiling as well. Then, he got to the point. "Okay, was I hearing things a few minutes ago, or did you say there were no Transfiguration classes today?"
"No, you weren't hearing things," she said. "There's no Transfiguration classes today."
"Why?" Harry asked.
She searched her brain for an excuse that wouldn't give away what she knew. "Um... something came up, and Professor McGonagall won't be able to teach today."
A look of concern crossed Harry's face. "What happened?"
So much for that idea. She decided to just tell him the truth and get it over with. "Her son and his family were killed in an earthquake in Japan last week, and they just found out."
"That's horrible!" Harry said. Then, in a confused tone of voice, said, "She has a son?"
Hermione replied in the affirmative.
Even more confused, Harry asked, "She's married?"
She nodded.
"To who?"
"To whom," Hermione corrected, and said, "Believe it or not, she's married to Professor Dumbledore."
Harry slapped himself.
"What did you do that for?" a confused Hermione asked.
"Just making sure I was awake," he said. "I thought you said she was married to Professor Dumbledore."
"I did, you dip," she said. "If I repeat it, will you slap yourself again? That was pretty funny."
Harry blinked twice. "That's crazy."
"I don't think so, but it's really not our business either way," Hermione said. "Just leave them be. And get working on those lines. You've got a big part, Macduff."
"Yeah, I know," Harry said as Hermione excused herself and walked away. "I get to kill Neville."
Neville heard his name. "What was that?"
"I said I get to kill you!" Harry called.
"Oh, that's nothing!" Parvati said. "Crabbe and Goyle get to kill Malfoy!"
"And Boot," Goyle said.
Crabbe blinked and scratched his head. "We kill Boot, too?"
~~~
Hermione's stride was swift and determined as she made her way toward the Great Hall. Her mind was spinning with what she had just learned from Snape. Dumbledore and McGonagall were married and their son was dead. She wondered what secrets the rest of the faculty had. She'd probably find out a lot of things if she ever joined their ranks. Hermione hadn't really told anyone, but she often entertained thoughts of being a Hogwarts instructor herself some day. If nothing else, she would be very qualified for Muggle Studies, being a Muggle-born witch and all. She didn't think she'd ever become powerful enough to teach something like Transfiguration, but one of the minor subjects just might be right for her.
As Hermione drew closer to the Great Hall, she saw that a lot of students were waiting around. "Hi, Hermione," said Harry, waving at her. "Did you talk to Professor McGonagall?"
Hermione bit her lip. "Um... no, I didn't. There's no Transfiguration classes today. Use the time to study your lines."
"Lines?" Harry repeated. "I got a part?"
"Of course you got a part. You were one of the better readers." She glanced around. "Are all these people waiting for me to post the cast list?"
"Probably," Harry answered.
Hermione worked her way to the wall next to the entrance and pulled a sheet of parchement out from her bookbag. It was the final draft of the cast list. She unrolled it and attached it to the wall with a sticking charm. "Cast list!" someone shouted, and Hermione was nearly trampled by all the students who crowded around to see it. She managed to get out in time, though, and stood off to the side.
"Look," Parvati Patil commented as she and Neville Longbottom came out of the Great Hall and saw the crowd. "Hermione must have posted the cast list."
Neville cringed. "I can't bear to look."
"Fine," she said. "I'll look. Watch, you're probably Banquo or something."
He wrung his hands together and mumbled something that sounded like, "Probably not."
Parvati gave him a reassuring smile, then squeezed her way through the crowd in order to get a look at the cast list.
~
King Duncan - Justin Finch-Fletchley
Malcolm - Anthony Goldstein
Donalbain - Kevin Entwhistle
Captain - Dean Thomas
Macbeth - Neville Longbottom
Lady Macbeth - Ginny Weasley
Seyton - Michael Corner
Porter - Ernie McMillan
Banquo - Draco Malfoy
Fleance - Colin Creevey
Macduff - Harry Potter
Lady Macduff - Pansy Parkinson
Macduff's Son - Dennis Creevey
Ross - Terry Boot
Lennox - Ron Weasley
Angus - Seamus Finnigan
Caithness - Hannah Abbott
Menteith - Millicent Bulstrode
Siward - Owen Cauldwell
Young Siward - Graham Pritchard
Doctor - Padma Patil
Gentlewoman - Susan Bones
English Doctor - Stephen Cornfoot
First Murderer - Vincent Crabbe
Second Murderer - Gregory Goyle
Third Murderer - Terry Boot
Hecate - Parvati Patil
First Witch - Lisa Turpin
Second Witch - Lavender Brown
Third Witch - Tracey Davis
First Apparition - Elenor Branstone
Second Apparition - Orla Quirke
Third Apparition - Natalie MacDonald
Old Man - Wayne Hopkins
Messenger - Megan Jones
ALL-CALL, AFTER CLASSES IN POTIONS CLASSROOM TO READ THROUGH ENTIRE THING. BE THERE. - H.G.
~
"Neville!" Parvati practically screamed as she saw his name. "Neville, where are you?"
Neville waved at her.
Parvati forced her way back out and ran toward him. "Neville, I don't believe it!" she cried, throwing her arms around him and hugging him tightly. "I'm so proud of you!"
"What part did I get?" he asked.
"Macbeth!" she exclaimed, and kissed him on the cheek.
Neville was shocked. "I am?"
"Yes!" she answered, hugging him even tighter.
"Who are you?"
"Hecate," she answered. "Not a major part, but I've got a few speeches. You, on the other hand... you're Macbeth! Wow!" She kissed him again.
The other students were also reacting to their parts. "Um, Hermione?" Terry Boot called. "I think there's a mistake. I was double-cast."
"No, you weren't," Hermione answered. "Professor Snape and I decided that Ross and the third murderer are the same person."
"Ha!" Gregory Goyle said, looking at Draco Malfoy. "You're Banquo! Crabbe and I get to kill you!"
"And Boot," Vincent Crabbe added.
"Oh yeah, and Boot," Goyle said. He paused, then said, "We kill Boot, too?"
Draco rolled his eyes. "No, you moron. You, Crabbe, and Boot kill me." Draco was elated at landing the part of Banquo, but he didn't dare show it.
"Nice!" Harry said when he saw who he was. "Macduff!"
"I'm Lennox," said Ron. "Who's that?"
"A Scottish nobleman," Hermione answered.
"Ugh," said Pansy Parkinson. "Lady Macduff." She glared at Harry.
"Relax," Hermione said. "You two don't even have any scenes together."
Pansy appeared less irritated.
"Lady Macbeth!" Ginny shrieked when she saw her part. "Really?"
Hermione smiled and nodded. "Really."
"I'm going to hug someone!" Ginny cried, and, arms opened wide, turned to the nearest person. She froze when she saw that it was Draco Malfoy and said, "But not you!"
"Thanks," Draco mumbled.
Ginny opted to hug Justin Finch-Fletchley instead, who was in a daze over landing the part of King Duncan.
Millicent Bulstrode blinked and scratched her head. "Isn't Menteith a man?"
"We had to do some cross-casting because there weren't enough female parts for all the girls that tried out," Hermione answered. "You weren't the only one."
Millicent didn't look delighted, but she didn't look angry, either. She began talking to Pansy Parkinson. Pansy glanced at Harry, and the two girls giggled.
"Cool!" said Anthony Goldstein. "Malcolm! Sweet!"
Kevin Entwhistle came over to him and smiled. "Hey, big brother," he said, and they high-fived.
Justin Finch-Fletchley joined them and said, "Hello, sons," and all three of them laughed.
Hermione felt good. She enjoyed seeing how excited her fellow students were over the play. The best reaction, she felt, was Neville's, simply because he didn't have one. All he did was stand there with a blank look on his face as people came over and congratulated him. She hoped he would get over his shock in time for the all-call, though.
Harry made his way over to Hermione, and she smiled at him. "Hi, Macduff."
"Hi, Director," he replied, smiling as well. Then, he got to the point. "Okay, was I hearing things a few minutes ago, or did you say there were no Transfiguration classes today?"
"No, you weren't hearing things," she said. "There's no Transfiguration classes today."
"Why?" Harry asked.
She searched her brain for an excuse that wouldn't give away what she knew. "Um... something came up, and Professor McGonagall won't be able to teach today."
A look of concern crossed Harry's face. "What happened?"
So much for that idea. She decided to just tell him the truth and get it over with. "Her son and his family were killed in an earthquake in Japan last week, and they just found out."
"That's horrible!" Harry said. Then, in a confused tone of voice, said, "She has a son?"
Hermione replied in the affirmative.
Even more confused, Harry asked, "She's married?"
She nodded.
"To who?"
"To whom," Hermione corrected, and said, "Believe it or not, she's married to Professor Dumbledore."
Harry slapped himself.
"What did you do that for?" a confused Hermione asked.
"Just making sure I was awake," he said. "I thought you said she was married to Professor Dumbledore."
"I did, you dip," she said. "If I repeat it, will you slap yourself again? That was pretty funny."
Harry blinked twice. "That's crazy."
"I don't think so, but it's really not our business either way," Hermione said. "Just leave them be. And get working on those lines. You've got a big part, Macduff."
"Yeah, I know," Harry said as Hermione excused herself and walked away. "I get to kill Neville."
Neville heard his name. "What was that?"
"I said I get to kill you!" Harry called.
"Oh, that's nothing!" Parvati said. "Crabbe and Goyle get to kill Malfoy!"
"And Boot," Goyle said.
Crabbe blinked and scratched his head. "We kill Boot, too?"