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Chapter 2 Enter Romeo
Ginny walked into the Great Hall that night like she was being led to the guillotine. She saw Harry and Hermione sitting off to the side and automatically walked over to them and sat down.
"Hey, Ginny," Harry said, smiling. "We heard you got Juliet. Congratulations!"
She smiled weakly. "Thanks."
"What's wrong, Ginny?" Hermione asked.
Ginny shook her head. "Nothing. Don't worry about it. Where's Ron?"
"Oh, he tried out for a part too, but he kept bumping into everything," Harry replied. "So he's doing behind the scenes stuff with Fred and George."
Ginny groaned and sank into a chair. "Fred and George are here?? What are they doing here?"
"They got special permission from Dumbledore to come back and work backstage," Hermione replied.
Ginny put her head in her hands and started rocking back and forth. "I'm going to die. That's it, it's official."
"Why, Ginny, what's wrong?" Hermione asked after exchanging a worried glance with Harry.
She shook her head and kept rocking.
"Hey Ginny," Harry asked, hoping to change the subject. "Who got the part of Romeo? I don't think I ever heard."
She just groaned again and shook her head.
Just then Malfoy sauntered up and eyed them all with disdain.
"Shove off, Malfoy. This doesn't concern you." Harry said in annoyance.
Malfoy's eyes narrowed and he turned to Ginny. "I've just been informed that I have to kiss you or I forfeit my part to the understudy, but don't think for one second that I'll actually be enjoying it."
That said, he turned and stalked off.
Harry and Hermione turned to her, their eyes wide in shock. "He's Romeo??" They both asked in disbelief.
Ginny nodded in mortification and buried her head in her hands. She wished the floor underneath her would just open up and swallow her, then she'd never have to deal with this again.