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What-If-Vision

Chapter Eight - The Tragedy of Another Juliet and HIS Romeo Part II

(On The What-if-vision)

ACT II SCENE I

The Program- Professor Snape is working 'hard' in his dungeon just as Draco Malfoy pushes open the door

Draco: Did you use electronic telepathy to call for me Sir?

Snape: Ah yes, Mister . . . er . . . Miss . . . uhm . . . Draco, I did call for you because there is something I need to discuss with you. Please take a seat.

Draco took a seat on an orange electronic beanbag and focused his attention to the programmed professor

Snape: I received an email from your father yesterday. He is extremely concerned about your wedding engagement with your fiancé Gregory Goyle . . .

Draco: But I never agreed to marry him, professor, he is not even good looking!

Snape: I'm sorry Draco, but he was the only candidate from Slytherin that agreed to marry you without the influence of iTech drugs! Plus, Lucius absolutely adores him, and that's the real reason why he bestowed you to Gregor . . .

Draco races out of the dungeon before the Computerised Potions master could finish

Snape: (To himself) Oh dear, if only poor Draco could choose his own lifetime partner, he would choose someone who really understands him for what he is. Someone like me . . .

ACT II SCENE II

In a secret hiding place that nobody knows except for our star-crossed lovers . . . and maybe the Weasley Twins

Harry: My love, why are you weeping? Did you Tubo II Vacuum Cleaner crash again?

Draco: (snob) No, it was my father, he is making me marry a dreadful, dreadful man.

Harry: Who is this stranger that dare steal my precious away from me? I shall stab him to death with my self-stabbing sword!

Draco: It is that horrible Gregory Goyle. Oh just saying his name makes my heart throb with metallic pain.

Harry: How could this be? That Gregory Goyle was engaged to Draco Malfoy of Slytherin not two days ago!

Draco: I must come clean to you darling, that Draco Malfoy you speak of is none other than the one you are holding now!

Harry: You mean my digital chocolate frog is . . . Draco Malfoy?

Draco: No, I meant me! I am Draco Malfoy of Slytherin!

Harry: No, this cannot be, if you are who you said you are, than we are sworn enemies!

Draco: Then you are a Gryffindor?

Harry: Not just any Gryffindor, but I'm afraid to tell you I'm the Quidditch playing, Voldemort bashing Harry Potter!

Draco: All this is too sudden, first the engagement and now you! I cannot take this anymore, I need to go to the toilet. And plus I need some time to digest all this data. Farewell my love . . .

ACT II SCENE III

Upon the Balcony of Slytherin House stands Draco Malfoy, staring into space where evil aliens dwell

Draco: (sigh) Oh Harry, my dearest Harry, why do you have to be the one we Slytherins were brainwashed to hate? Why were our destinies programmed to intertwine in war yet unable to join in peace? Oh dearest God up in the Heavens whom I have met through Angel-Chat, please grant my e-prayer . . .

A sudden movement in the artificial bushes below stirred Draco from his thoughts

Draco: (shouting) Who dares spy on a fair maiden? Which pervert is hiding under my bushes?

Harry: It is I, my love. I have come to answer your e-prayers!

Just then, two Slyth-bots enter the scene

Slyth158: Lady Draco? What is wrong? We heard your plea for help from some certain pervert . . . incorrect vocabulary, please update language list.

Draco: Nothing is the matter. It was just an insignificant wildlife that appeared in the bushes, most probably a Pokemon.

Slyth899: Would you like us to make a UV-scan of the grounds?

Draco: That would not be necessary. Now leave!

Exit Slyth158 and Slyth899

Draco: My Darling, you can come out now, the 'chaperones' are gone.

Harry: My ever so dearest Draco, did I tell you how marvellous you are looking tonight? The blue moonlight shining upon your face, you look like an angel from above . . .

"Cut! Hey I said 'Cut'! Can't you see what this is doing to Potter? He's been puking in that popcorn bowl for ages now!" Malfoy laughed, "even I won't use this method to get the worst of him!"

Ron patted his best friend's back, "Harry, would it make you feel better if I killed your 'angel from above'?" Harry nodded before throwing up even more.

"Weasley GET OFF ME you. . . PERVERT!"

Hermione rushed forwards to pull the red-faced red-haired Weasley off the pale-faced pale-haired Malfoy, "Everyone calm down, lets just finish watching this like okay? Oh and Harry, drink down this potion, it should stop you from feeling sick alright?"

A/N: Want to know the ending to this Shakespearean Masterpiece? Stay tuned for the third of The Tragedy of Another Juliet and HIS Romeo

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