Chapter 9

Opening Night

Backstage on opening night of the show was hectic. Hermione and Draco were in their separate dressing rooms; they had barely spoken since the kiss. You could see that it was killing the both of them, but to be frank it confused the hell out of them. Hermione had read Romeo and Juliet many times and was starting to realize that the tale of star-crossed lovers was mirroring what she was going through right now. She wanted to be with Draco but he was slitherin and she was Gryffindor. I could never work. Or could it? Hermione had an idea. She was about to get up and leave when Ginny came in shutting the door behind her.

"Hermione I need your help." Ginny said. She was dress in her costume, a red-fringed flapper dress with cowboy boots, "I like Harry." she said simply, "and I need your help."

"I'll help you if you help me." Hermione said and then they proceeded to tell each other their plans.

Ron was also in his dressing room when he heard a knock on the door.

"Ron!" Willa said from the other side of the door, "are you descent? I have your hat!"

Ron opened the door and let the petit blond in. "hey." he said.

"Hi!" she said handing him his hat. Ron put it on. "Now the look is complete!"

Ron was trying to master the art of acting calm around Willa.

"Places!" someone yelled

"Ya know what I don't get?" Ron said his voice shaking slightly as he played with the money in his hat, "Why can't they give us real money?"

Willa laughed as they headed to their spots on the stage.