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Chapter 3 Rehearsing Romeo's Death
Professor McGonagall clapped her hands to get everyone's attention. "One more time, please. Let's start again from 'Come bitter conduct.' And Mr. Malfoy, please try and keep the disgust off your face and out of your voice. Remember, you're supposed to be in love with her. And Miss Weasley, kindly stop squirming every time he goes to kiss you. You're supposed to be dead, remember?"
The two leads nodded grudgingly and returned to their starting positions. Professor McGonagall returned to her seat and cued Malfoy to start.
Malfoy held up the small potion bottle and began again at the end of his soliloquy. "Come bitter conduct, come, unsavory guide! Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on the dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark! Here's to my love!"
Malfoy drank the contents of the bottle, which was nothing but water, then continued his lines. "O true apothecary! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss-" He leaned down and kissed Ginny on the lips. Then he tried pulling back so he could finish his line and die, but he couldn't lift his head.
"Now, Mr. Malfoy that's enough. Finish your line please." Professor McGonagall said briskly.
He tried pulling back again, but his lips seemed to be cemented to Ginny's.
Ginny's eyes flew open in horror when she realized what was happening and she tried to push him off her, but he wouldn't budge. A muffled shriek sounded in her throat and she bolted into a sitting position.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Fred and George doubled over in laughter backstage. Her eyes narrowed.
"Miss Weasley, Mr. Malfoy, what-" Professor McGonagall came up on stage but Ginny ignored her.
Instead she stalked over to her brothers, Malfoy still firmly stuck to her lips, and glared daggers at both of them.
"Oh, come on Ginny," Fred said, still laughing uncontrollably.
"Yeah, it was just a joke!" George added amid giggles.
She and Malfoy glared at them, then at each other, then they both spontaneously lashed out and kicked the twins in the shins.
Fred and George grabbed their aching shins, but couldn't stop laughing. Both Ginny and Malfoy went to kick them gain, but Professor McGonagall stopped them.
"Mr. Malfoy! Miss Weasley! I will not have any violence in my play, is that clear?"
They both nodded grudgingly and went back to glaring at the twins and each other.
"Now," McGonagall continued. "It's off to the hospital wing for both of you. Perhaps Madam Pomfrey can reverse this-" she cast a sideways glance at the Weasley twins. "Interesting charm." She turned to the door. "Come."