Chapter XLIII
The theme of the ball was the space. There were lots of shining stars at the ceiling and a big moon at the left corner; galaxies were traveling between the students. The tables were gone and there were only chairs in every wall. A kind of a galactic bar was constructed near the entrance of the great hall and a thin boy was delivering the drinks.
"I'm really curious about who will play. The seventh years' made so much mystery" Ginny's eyes were shining.
"I can't say the same. I never know who is successful at the magical show business"
"Neither do me, Hermione" Harry looked at her.
"Magical show business? What is it? I never heard about it".
Hermione laughed. "That's ok, Ron. I think it doesn't exist anyway, at least not the term. 'Show business' is how the muggles call the industry of success. Musical groups, actors and actresses belong to the show business. Got it?"
Ron shook his head. "Nevermind".
"You mean we don't have this kind of thing in our world?" Harry asked.
"Well, a musical group I understand, but act... atr..."
Hermione laughed. "That's ok, Ron. I understand".
They found seats at the right side of the great hall, near the entrance.
"Oh... I'm really sorry. If we had been a little faster we could have found seats near the stage". Hermione said, sounding disappointed.
"Don't worry, Hermione. I'm sure we will have fun, no matter where we are". Ron smiled to her.
The lights of the three feet stage were turned off.
"I think the show will start" Ginny said, excited.
The sound of strings filled the room. Suddenly four guys appeared on stage. All were playing strange instruments but their sounds were really great.
"OH MY GOD!" Ginny yelled.
"What, Ginny?" Harry asked.
"The Dark Owls, Harry. They're the Dark Owls! I can't believe it" Ginny was really excited.
Harry looked at the guys. They seemed to be more than 20 years old. They were using black clothes and one of them, which seemed to be the drummer if it was a muggle band, had long black hair. He turned to Ron. "Who are these guys?"
"Ginny's favorite musicians".
"Really?"
"Yeah. Last summer she almost drove everybody mad at home cause she was singing their music all the time".
Harry felt someone pulling him.
"C'mon, Harry, let's dance".
"Ginny, I don't..."
He could not say anything more. In a few minutes they were in the middle of the dance floor.
Ron smiled. "I think Harry will have to learn how to dance".
"Why are you smiling at him, Mr. Weasley?" Hermione said, mocking. "You'd better learn how to dance too".
"C'mon, Hermione, I don't like to dance".
"So you think you will make to me what you did to Padma at the Triwizard's ball? No way!"
"Hermione..."
She pulled him to the dance floor too.
The theme of the ball was the space. There were lots of shining stars at the ceiling and a big moon at the left corner; galaxies were traveling between the students. The tables were gone and there were only chairs in every wall. A kind of a galactic bar was constructed near the entrance of the great hall and a thin boy was delivering the drinks.
"I'm really curious about who will play. The seventh years' made so much mystery" Ginny's eyes were shining.
"I can't say the same. I never know who is successful at the magical show business"
"Neither do me, Hermione" Harry looked at her.
"Magical show business? What is it? I never heard about it".
Hermione laughed. "That's ok, Ron. I think it doesn't exist anyway, at least not the term. 'Show business' is how the muggles call the industry of success. Musical groups, actors and actresses belong to the show business. Got it?"
Ron shook his head. "Nevermind".
"You mean we don't have this kind of thing in our world?" Harry asked.
"Well, a musical group I understand, but act... atr..."
Hermione laughed. "That's ok, Ron. I understand".
They found seats at the right side of the great hall, near the entrance.
"Oh... I'm really sorry. If we had been a little faster we could have found seats near the stage". Hermione said, sounding disappointed.
"Don't worry, Hermione. I'm sure we will have fun, no matter where we are". Ron smiled to her.
The lights of the three feet stage were turned off.
"I think the show will start" Ginny said, excited.
The sound of strings filled the room. Suddenly four guys appeared on stage. All were playing strange instruments but their sounds were really great.
"OH MY GOD!" Ginny yelled.
"What, Ginny?" Harry asked.
"The Dark Owls, Harry. They're the Dark Owls! I can't believe it" Ginny was really excited.
Harry looked at the guys. They seemed to be more than 20 years old. They were using black clothes and one of them, which seemed to be the drummer if it was a muggle band, had long black hair. He turned to Ron. "Who are these guys?"
"Ginny's favorite musicians".
"Really?"
"Yeah. Last summer she almost drove everybody mad at home cause she was singing their music all the time".
Harry felt someone pulling him.
"C'mon, Harry, let's dance".
"Ginny, I don't..."
He could not say anything more. In a few minutes they were in the middle of the dance floor.
Ron smiled. "I think Harry will have to learn how to dance".
"Why are you smiling at him, Mr. Weasley?" Hermione said, mocking. "You'd better learn how to dance too".
"C'mon, Hermione, I don't like to dance".
"So you think you will make to me what you did to Padma at the Triwizard's ball? No way!"
"Hermione..."
She pulled him to the dance floor too.