A/N: well, I didn't get the reviews I expected, but I got. That was the point. Anyways, I hope to get at least 10 reviews for this chapter. It has the song Paris Holds the Key in it. And hopefully will be long. Enjoy the chapter, savvies! oh yeah, the Italics in the first part is a small song, but in the second part it is Maya's dream state. the normal writing is whats really happening. you'll understand when you read it, trust me.
"Here I bought you a dress." Said Draco, giving Maya a blue dress with lace on the cuffs and bottom.
"You bought me a…tent." She said, looking at it.
"Just put it on." Said Draco, throwing the dress at her and going to find Blaise.
They were on the boat leaving from England to Spain, where they would take a car to Paris.
She went into the cabin and started to play with the dress to see if she could do something with it.
She came back to the top deck where Draco and Blaise were playing chess. With Draco losing miserably.
"Checkmate." Said Blaise, moving his knight. Maya cleared her throat loudly to get their attention. She spun around to show off what she did to it. She took off the lace and shortened the sleeves to above her elbows and put a brown belt on her waist to keep the dress in place. She also had her hair down for the first time. She revealed long brown locks that curled at the bottom and reached her waist.
"Wonderful! Marvelous!" said Blaise, getting up to take Maya's hand.
"And now you are dressed for a ball," said Blaise. "And you will learn to dance for one as well. Draco." He called Draco to teach her to dance with a partner.
"And 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, no, no, no Maya, you don't lead. Let him."
She grabbed his hand again, but this time so he would lead her in a waltz.
"That dress is really beautiful." Said Draco.
"Do you think so?"
"Yes. I mean, it was nice on the hanger, but it looks even better on you. You should wear it."
"I am wearing it."
"Oh, right. Of course you are. I was just trying to give you a…" he drifted away in thought as he looked into her chocolate brown eyes.
"Compliment?" Maya said, offering a word.
"Of course, yes." He drifted away once again but this time he wasn't alone. She looked at his silver-blue eyes full of love and warmth.
They kept on dancing as they were gazing into each others eyes. Both their eyes were sparkling, much like a certain headmaster.
It's 1-2-3
And suddenly
I see it at glance
She's radiant and confident
And born to take this chance
I taught her well, I planned it all
I just forgot romance
Blaise, how could you do this?
How will we get through this?
I never should have let them dance……
When he finished they were still dancing, but planning to stop soon because Maya was getting dizzy.
"Probably lightheaded?" asked Draco softly.
"Yeah."
"Me, too. Probably from spinning," he said when they stopped dancing. "Maybe we should stop."
"We have stopped." Replied Maya.
"Maya, I……" he looked straight into her eyes, their faces getting closer and closer every second.
"Yes?" She closed her eyes to kiss him, but he pulled back when he realized what he was about to do. Her eyes were still closed when he pulled back. She was still waiting for the kiss to happen.
"You're doing fine." Draco said, patting her hand and leaving to the cabin.
He left her feeling heartbroken. Blaise was standing in the back saying to himself how much of an idiot Draco is.
When they got to the cabin, Draco decided to sleep on the floor seeing as there was only a bunk bed. Blaise got the top and Maya slept on the bottom. But Blaise and Maya sat up talking.
Blaise grumbled.
"Are you alright?" asked Maya.
"Fine, fine. Just riddled with envy," he replied. "Look at him," he said looking at Draco. "He can sleep through anything."
Pooka was playing with Draco's bag and knocked it over by accident. Something fell out. It was a gold box with diamonds on it and flower decorations all around the middle. But as Maya inspected it more closely, it had one flower missing. Almost as if it fell off with time.
"Pretty jewelry box, isn't it?" asked Blaise.
"Are you sure that's what it is?" asked Maya.
"What else could it be?" Blaise said with a smile.
"Something else. Something special." She replied, still looking at it. "Something to do with a secret. Is that possible?"
"Anything's possible. You taught Draco how to waltz didn't you?" he said with a small chuckle. Maya laughed as she said she was going to turn in for the night.
She lay down on her bed without knowing that in another world, someone was plotting.
"There she is, master. All sound asleep in her little bed." Said Peter to his master.
"And pleasant dreams to you, Hermione." Voldemort said looking at her from something in the form of a Pensive.
"I'll get inside your mind. Where you cant escape me." He said, smiling evilly.
He said a spell over the pensive and watched as his plan was put to action.
Green creatures went into the cabin by way of the door. They looked almost like spirits because they were just a wisp of smoke. They made a circle around her head and turned into butterflies, to make themselves pleasant.
In her dream, Maya thought that it was a picnic she was in. a boy with red hair and blue eyes came to her and signaled her to follow him. Curious, she got up from where she was sitting and followed him.
In reality, she was sleepwalking and she got up from bed and went out the door. Pooka woke up and saw that Maya wasn't in her bed and started to bark at the door. But seeing that wasn't working, he went to Draco and started to wake him up by barking in Draco's ear.
But Draco, being the heavy sleeper didn't wake up. Maya, meanwhile, was outside on deck where there was a fierce lighting storm. She went up some stairs to go to the side of the ship.
She went up some rocks and kept on following the boy until they reached a sort of rock overlooking a lake, where there were three girls waving to her, then they all turned and jumped at the same time and a splash was heard not too long after.
She was still in the storm and was being blown back onto the ship because of the rain and wind. Back in the cabin, Pooka finally succeeded in waking Draco.
"Pooka?" he said sleepily. "Pooka what?" he said when he saw how frantic the dog was. He looked towards Maya's bed to see if Pooka's barking had woken her up. But realized that she wasn't there.
"Maya? Maya!" he screamed as he got up and went to the door.
"Maya!" he kept on calling to see if he would get a response. He ran all over the ship, but the storm was too strong. So he decided to get onto a higher platform to see if he could spot her in all the water.
Maya stood on the edge of the ship looking as if she was about to jump.
"Hello, 'Mione!" said a man with black hair and green eyes from the bottom of the little jump.
"Jump in! jump!" he said. And the boy next to her jumped and splashed all the girls that were there.
Maya laughed at their childish antics.
Draco was still looking for her and was still calling out her name. when Maya was about to jump, he saw her and took a rope and swung over to her to get her, but she was kicking him all over because she thought he was something else.
The boy with green eyes melted away and in his place was a creature similar to the one that came into her room, but this time he was over 15 feet tall.
"Jump!" said the creature. "The Mudblood Curse! Jump!" the creature tried to grab her, but one came from behind and got her and pulled her down from the side of the ship.
"Maya! Maya, wake up!" Draco shouted, shaking her after they were safe on deck.
She opened her eyes and started to mumble something about the Mudblood curse.
"What are you talking about, Maya?"
"I keep seeing faces, so many faces." She said as he wrapped his arms around her to comfort her.
"It alright. It was just a nightmare." He said holding her, as the storm calmed down.
Voldemort was furious at his plan not working. He grabbed at his own throat and tried to kill himself, but Peter reminded him why it was important to kill her.
"I'll just have to kill her myself. In person." Voldemort said.
"What? You mean physically?" asked Peter.
"You know what they say. If you want something done right!" said the Dark Lord.
"But that means going to the surface."
"Exactly." He said. "I have so many fond memories of Paris. And killing the last of the Mudbloods with my own hands will be so delicious!"
"But you're dead! You're falling apart, master! How do you expect to get to Paris in one piece?"
"I thought we'd take the train?" said the Dark Lord evilly. He got his wand and held onto Peter in his animagus form and apparated with a loud crack.
in Paris, Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley were still trying to find Hermione. They were now interviewing a young girl who sort of resembled Hermione, but was answering her last question.
"I remember so well. Professor Dumbledore was the headmaster. Professor McGonagall was the transfiguration teacher. And every time we had an exam—"
The woman was cut by Harry who spoke, "You would make an exam schedule for all of us." He waved her away and asked if she didn't have anything better to do. She was the maid of the house.
Ron sighed and looked at Harry. Harry looked at a picture of all 3 of them taken the very night that was rumored she died. He put the picture down so he would not see it.
"I'm sorry, Harry. I really thought that was her this time." Said Ginny Weasley.
"Gin, she was your best friend, too! How could you think it was her!" shouted Ron.
"Calm down, Ron. I'll try harder next time. I'll think of some really hard questions."
"No. I can't take it anymore! We will see no more girls claiming to be Hermione." He got up and left the room and slammed the door on his way out.
"Let him go. He needs time to cool off." Said Ron, grabbing his sister by the arm.
"I know him. He's just a little hard-headed, that's all." She said smiling.
"Right now the only thing that will make him happy is to have her back."
"I know."
Blaise, Maya, and Draco were riding a car to get to Ginny's house. In the meantime, Draco was quizzing Maya.
"What does McGonagall teach?"
"What if Ginny doesn't recognize me?
"She will!"
"Well, it's just that 3 days ago, I didn't have any past at all, and now I'm trying to remember an entire lifetime!"
"That's why you got me. Now, what did she teach?"
"Transfiguration?"
They reached the house in no time and were soon walking to the front door where a maid answered. She was pushed aside and was replaced by a girl about their age with fiery red hair up to her elbows and beautiful blue eyes.
"Genevra Molly Weasley!" shouted Blaise.
"Blaise Anthony Zambini! Well, this is unexpected! Come in, come in everyone!" she said pulling Blaise in and giving him her hand, which he took and kissed all over.
"May I present," said Blaise to Ginny. "Hermione Jane Granger, Head Girl and valedictorian of Hogwarts and best friend to Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley."
Ginny gasped at the resemblance, but many of the others looked like her as well.
She began her questioning.
"Where were you born?"
"London, England."
"Correct."
"And how does Hermione like her tea?"
"I like it with 1 ½ teaspoons of sugar and 2 seconds of cream."
"Good."
And so it went on for almost two hours until they got to the interesting part of the questioning.
"And finally, you may not find this an important question, but humor me. How did you escape during the siege of the castle?"
She sat there trying to remember because this wasn't something they had gone over. Draco was deliberately avoiding the topic for obvious reasons.
"There was a boy, about our age at the time. He lead me and someone else down a corridor and opened a wall." She started to laugh at what she was saying. "I'm sorry. That's crazy. Walls opening."
"So is she Hermione?" asked Blaise.
"Well, she answered every question." Ginny said.
"You hear that? You did it!" he hugged Maya for her excellence and asked Ginny when they were going to see Harry and Ron.
"You won't."
"Come again, my pet."
"They simply won't allow it."
"Ginny, surely you can arrange something. A brief meeting between her and Harry and Ron."
"Do you like the Russian Ballet? I believe there performing in Paris tonight. I always make them go with me!"
"WE DID IT!" screamed Blaise. "Were going to see them tonight! Were going to get the 10 million pounds!"
"Blaise, she is Hermione." Draco said seriously.
"Maya was extraordinary! I almost believed her!"
"Ginny wants to take us shopping for the Ballet! Shopping in Paris! Can you believe it?"
They all walked out of the CHANNEL store wearing expensive dresses and tuxes.
Draco in white, Blaise in black, Maya in a light purple and Sophie in a light yellow.
ACCORDIAN PLAYER
Lovers!
LADY FLOWER SELLER
Ooh La La!
(GINNY)
Welcome, my friends, to Paris.
Here, have a flower on me.
Forget where you're from.
You're in France!
Friends, come!
I'll show you that French joie de vivre!
Paris holds the key to your heart.
And all of Paris plays a part.
ACCORDIAN PLAYER AND FLOWER SELLER
Just stroll two by two
Down what we call "la rue"
GINNY AND ALL
And soon all Paris
Will be singing to you!
Ooh La La
Ooh La La
Ooh La La!
LEE JORDAN
Paris holds the key to l'amour!
POMPHREY
And not even Pomphrey knows the cure.
AVIATOR
There's love in the air!
ANGELINA JOHNSON
At the Follies Begere!
ARTISTE
The French have it down to an art!
ALL
Paris hold the key to your heart!
(GINNY)
When you're feeling blue
Come to Le Moulin Rouge.
When your heart says don't,
The French say do!
CAN CAN GIRLS
When you think you can't
You'll find you can-can!
(GINNY)
Everyone can can can!
GINNY AND CAN CAN GIRLS
You can can can too!
Whee!
Whee!
Whee!
DRACO
Paris hold the key to her past.
Yes, My Lady, I've found you at last.
No more pretend,
You'll be gone,
That's the end...
ENSEMBLE
Paris hold the key
To your heart!
COUTURIER
You'll be "très jolie" and so smart!
KATIE BELL
Come dance through the night
DEAN THOMAS
And forget all your woes
GINNY AND ALL
The city of light
NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM
Where a rose is a rose!
GINNY AND ALL
And one never knows where to start!
Paris
Holds the key...
DRACO
To her...
GINNY AND ALL
Heart!
(GINNY)
Ooh La La!
ALL
Ooh La La!
A/N: I hope you are all satisfied! That was 10 pages in Microsoft word! I'll be expecting at least 10 reviews for this chapter alone. I hope that you all review. Cookies to those who do!
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