Authors note: well how was the first chapter? I don't know cause I just posted it and am already on the second chapter 

Disclaimer: why do we even bother with these, you people should know by now that I don't own anything. If I did do you really think I would be this poor.

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Chapter 2: Auditions

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Saturday arrived all to late in Harry's opinion. The constant chatter about the up coming auditions and the terrible singing in the hall ways was driving Harry up the wall. ' he had become well acquainted with a creak on the Gryffindor common room ceiling'

At least now that the auditions were here the noise level would hopefully drop, since the only ones that would be having to worry about it were the ones in it, and they would be away most of the time for practice.

It was noon that Hermione came bounding down the entrance hall steps. The smile on their faces telling them she had just got done with her audition, and in her opinion had done very well.

" Hey Ron, Harry."

" Hey." Both boys muttered as Hermione latched herself onto Ron.

" Did your audition go well?" Ron asked.

Harry was secretly hoping that she didn't try out for the major rolls. The couple times he had heard Hermione sing made him want to rip his ear drums out.

She had a nice voice, if she could ever control her pitch.

" I don't know I think it went well. Hey are you two trying out."

Harry shook his head while Ron nodded.

" Harry's not, but I am."

Hermione squealed with delight and flung her arms around Ron.

" That's great, who are you trying out for?"

Ron grinned like he was the man of the hour.

" Raoul and the phantom."

Harry sputtered and began hacking and coughing like he was trying to bring up both his lungs.

" Harry are you alright?" Hermione asked coming to her friends side.

Harry regained his composure and straightened himself.

" Really Weasley, what ever made you think that you could actually play the two leading male roles."

' This is not my day' Harry thought to himself as he watched Malfoy saunter up with his two goons, and Pansy.

" Hey Granger, were you trying to bring down the chandelier with that voice." Pansy sneered.

Harry rolled his eyes, he was not going to get into this fight, if they wanted to beat each other into a bloody pulp all the more power to them.

" Hey Potty, where you going, not going to defend your friends…or are you scared."

Harry didn't even turn around, Malfoy could be so childish.

" I don't want anything to do with this argument or this stupid play, you guys want to beat each other into a bloody pulp, that's your choice."

He continued walking up the entrance hall stairs ignoring the shout from below him.

This was going to be a bloody nightmare.

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It was close to 7:00 that an ashen face Ron stumbled into the common room. Harry looked up form his book, a single eyebrow cocked upwards.

" you look like you just walked through the bloody baron."

Ron shakily sat down. It was several minutes before he began speaking.

" I got the part of Raoul."

Harry nearly lost his lunch.

" your kidding me right."

Ron shook his head, still looking how Harry felt. ' well I see there's not much talent in this school if Ron scored that big of a roll.'

" That's not the worst of it." 'Oh god there more!' " I have to kiss Ginny."

If he wasn't to shocked he probly would have fallen of his chair laughing.

" Ginny is playing Christine?"

Ron gave Harry a searching look. Harry fidgeted nervously.

" How did you know That Raoul and Christine kissed?"

Harry kicked his feet over the side of the chair. That chessher cat grin back on his face.

" Lucky guess."

Ron felt unnerved by the grin, but brushed it aside as Hermione rushed into the room, clearly upset.

" Hey Herm, WAIT UP!"

Harry did fall off his chair laughing as he watched Ron try and chase Hermione up the girl dormitory stairs, only to get half way up and have them collapse under him.

He slowly got up to stand over Ron.

" did you forget that males can't get up into the girls dormitory. Remember we found that out the painful way last year."

Ron glared up at Harry from his spot on his floor.

" Shut it, I was trying to see what she was upset about."

Harry sighed, trying to find the strength and patience to deal with his friend. Removing his glasses he pinched the bridge of his nose trying desperately to stop the headache he was getting.

" She obviously didn't get the part she wanted. Might not have even gotten into the play….Don't stare at me with that look, it makes you look like a cod fish that's been caught in a fisher net for a while."

A sudden popping noise made Harry turn. A new piece of parchment had appeared on the bulletin board, no dought the casting list.

Pushing his way through the crowd that had gathered with in the short walk across the common room. Getting a glance at it he was able to see that it indeed was the casting list.

'Raoul – Ron Weasley 'well now there is a stupid choice'

Christine – Ginny Weasley 'Never heared her sing'

Phantom – Draco Malfoy 'what the hell, he sound like a toy dog when he sings'

Meg – Cho Change ' don't know don't care'

Carlotta – Pansy Parkinson 'couldn't have found a bigger prima donna to fit the part'

Madam Giry – Padma Patil ' Ron won't like that

Piangi – Gregory Goyle ' now this will be interesting'

Firmin – Andrew mason ' never heared of him'

Andre – Seamus Finnegan ' maybe…but probly not'

The list continued on with all the little extra people, but he paid little mind. Just from the casting calls, this play was going to be a nightmare.

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I know it's shorter then the first chapter, but there wasn't really that much to say in this chapter. That and it's hard to type when you have a phone in your ear  well tell me what you all think Third chapter is the Rehearsals.

Blip from the next chapter:

" Well smart ass, if you think you can do it better get up." Draco yelled

Harry merely shrugged and hopped up onto the stage.

Malfoy thrust the script into Harry's hands only to have it thrust back.

" I don't need it."

Sneering Malfoy jumped off the stage and took the seat Harry had just vacated. Ginny was standing nervously, watching Harry's movements. She didn't know how Harry was going to act, or even if he could.

Harry picked up Draco discarded mask and slipped it on. This was the real thing and was formed to Draco's face, so it didn't fit right no his face and made it irritating to wear.

" Dumbledore, act six, right before Christine rips off the mask if you please." Harry said taking his place behind what was soon to be the pipe organ in the phantoms lair.

The music started and Harry felt Ginny's uneasy movement.

Who was that that shape in the shadows?

Whose is that face in the mask?

Ginny succeeds in prying the mask from Harry's face. Instantly Harry rounded on her, his hand covering the part of his face the mask had just been covering. The sudden movement caused Ginny to fly backwards onto her butt.

Dame you!

You little prying

Pandora!

You little demon-

Is this what you wanted to see?

Harry's voice held such anger and betrayal, but yet it held such beauty, it mesmerized her. That's when she notice.. he didn't have a script book, how did he know all the lines this perfectly