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A/N: YAY! All great reviews! I'm so happy you guys liked the first chapter! I just love the show Newsies and I've ALWAYS wanted to be in the show! Sadly, I doubt that will happen so I thought why not write it! It's sort of original…anyway, hope you liked this chapter just as much! Thanks for all of the great reviews! ENJOY!
Last time on Why Romeo REALLY Killed Himself…"Newsies? What's that?" Ron asked.
"Tell me it's not another show by that Shakespeare guy?" Ron pleaded.
"No, it's actually a Disney movie." Hermione began.
"A what?" Ron asked.
"It's a muggle man who makes films. People moving on a screen." Hermione explained. Ron nodded somewhat confusedly.
"So this guy created the show?" Ron asked slowly. Hermione shrugged.
"It was actually based on real events in muggle history. It's about newsboys who sold papers for a living. Joseph Pulitzer is out to get money to beat his competitor, so he raises the price and the boys go on strike." Hermione explained.
"Okay, I think I follow you but what's a musical?"
Now on Why Romeo REALLY Killed Himself…The next day Ron, Harry and Hermione strolled into the Great Hall for auditions. When they looked around they noticed the lack of Slytherins and immediately grinned.
"Nothing can ruin the show now." Ron said cheerfully. His two companions nodded with sighs of relief.
"Alright, let's begin shall we?" Flint asked from the front of the room. All of the students wanting to try out moved forward.
"Alright everyone," Johnson began with a smile. "in a moment we will ask you all to step out into the corridor before we call you one by one to try out. Now did everyone leave their name with either me or Flint?" She asked. The group nodded and she smiled.
"Alright then, out you go." With that the group was ushered out into the hallway.
"Can't we stay and watch the auditions?" Someone begged.
"I'm sorry but no." Johnson replied flatly.
"Well this was a waste of time then." A few people turned to find Draco Malfoy leaning against the wall looking bored.
"Good luck with all this Flint." Draco drawled before heading down the corridor.
"Malfoy!" Flint called. Draco stopped and turned with a slender eyebrow raised at his fellow Quidditch teammate.
"Come on in, you can be first." Flint said with a glint in his eye. Draco opened his mouth to protest when Flint grabbed him by the shoulder and dragged him into the Great Hall.
Once the doors shut after Johnson and the initial shock of it all went away, the students gathered at the doors to hear what was happening inside. Much to their chagrin, they heard nothing. Inside Malfoy turned a cold glare to Flint who smirked at his long time friend.
"Come on Malfoy, show us what you've got." Johnson sneered. Draco looked to the heavens but quickly remembered what he was praying for and looked at Flint.
"I am not going to be apart of this group of tap dancing fools you call a production crew." Draco said flatly. Flint nodded ever so seriously before sitting on the table that had the names of all of the people trying out.
"You do realize, if you got the lead role, that everyone would be listening to you? If you tried out for the lead role, the one with the most power, then everyone would look up to you more than ever?" Flint asked boredly fiddling with a script.
"Let me see that." Malfoy said, roughly taking the script out of Flint's hands. Flint's eyes sparkled with mischief as Malfoy looked over the part of Jack Kelley. Draco looked up at Flint before sighing.
"I can't believe I'm going to do this…" He mumbled with a role of his eyes.
"You'll do great Malfoy. Now, how's your singing voice?"
"It's awfully quiet, you don't think Malfoy killed them do you?" Neville asked fearfully.
"Nonsense Neville. Flint is in there. He's Malfoy's friend." Hermione said calmly.
"Then do you think Johnson is dead and now they're looking for a place to hide the body?" Ron gulped. Harry looked at the door suspiciously before opening his mouth. However, halfway through speaking the doors swung open and out came Malfoy. He walked unlike he usually did, with his shoulders down and a slight blush to his cheeks. A frown graced his lips unlike the usual sneer and he looked almost bored. As everyone's eyes followed him Johnson's voice interrupted the group's thoughts.
"Miss Ginny Weasley."
"Alright everyone, wonderful job! We really enjoyed it. We'll post up the list tomorrow night, as all of your auditions were tremendous and we'll need time to think it over. Thank you for your time and don't worry, there are enough extra roles in this musical that no one will have to worry about not getting a good part. Good night." Johnson said warmly. She was really starting to get excited about the play idea and even Flint wore somewhat of a smile on his Slytherin features.
Hermione couldn't sleep. All she could think about was her audition.
"What part will I get? Will I even get a part? What if I'm the only one who doesn't make it? What if Malfoy even makes it and I don't?" Hermione thought panicked to herself.
"That's ludicrous Hermione. You're a brilliant actress. Johnson said they had plenty of roles, you'll get one of them…I hope."
"I promised him." Flint argued. It was late into the evening after auditions and already Johnson and Flint were arguing over who got which role.
"Well you shouldn't have bloody well promised him anything then!" Johnson stated with her hands on her hips.
"Well, who do you want as Jack Kelley then?" Flint asked calmly. Johnson smiled.
"Harry Potter…" She began.
"Hell no! Boy wonder gets everything, give it to Malfoy." Flint argued. Johnson stayed silent for a moment before Flint continued.
"He needs this alright? I'll let you put Potter anywhere else you want to but…" Flint trailed off. Johnson frowned but nodded.
"Alright Flint…alright. Malfoy gets Jack and Potter gets David." Johnson said with a grin.
"Now you're talking." Flint remarked with a nod.
The next day, the only talk in the castle was that of the play. Even those who weren't in it were excited about seeing who won which part. The day went by fast for the cast and it was finally time to find out who would play each part. As Draco approached the crowded hall he pushed people aside to see if he'd made anything. When he spotted the list he quickly ran through it. He didn't have to search long before a grin made it to his face.
Hermione rushed through the crowd and bit her lip as she read over the list. Draco looked to his left after finding his role and saw Hermione looking nervous.
"Nervous Granger?" Draco sneered. Hermione turned to him and glared.
"No." She said a little bit too quietly to believe. Hermione turned her attention back to the list praying that she had gotten some role in the show. As her eyes scanned the list she found her name and grinned at the thought of at least being on it. As she followed where it lead to the characters her face fell.
"Why the glum face Granger?" Draco asked with mock pain as he looked at the list and found her name as well.
"Sarah?" He asked curiously before looking back at her. When Draco turned he found Hermione to be gone. The thought left his mind quickly as he escaped the crowd and wandered around looking for Flint or one of his lackeys.
Hermione was hyperventilating.
"This can't be happening, it just can't!" She thought panicked. Hermione slid down the edge of the wall she was leaning on.
"Hermione! There you are! Who is David! Are you alright?" Harry asked her as he rushed forward and landed on his knees by her side. Hermione shook her head.
"You didn't get a part?" Harry asked softly. Hermione looked at her friend and shook her head.
"I'm Sarah." She said with a pained expression.
Harry smiled.
"That's great…isn't it?" Harry asked uncertainly. Hermione sighed.
"Sarah is in love with Jack." Hermione explained. Harry gave her an odd look before she continued.
"Malfoy won the role of Jack." Hermione breathed quietly. Harry's mouth dropped open in realization.
"Oh, I guess that would be a problem." Harry said sheepishly.
"Yea…" Hermione said sadly.
"Don't worry Hermione, it's only a play. Ron and I'll keep an eye on him for you." Harry said reassuringly. Hermione gave him a smile and nod.
"So what part did you get?" Hermione asked. Harry looked surprised at the question before smiling brightly.
"David…um could you tell me who he is?" Harry asked sheepishly. Hermione smiled.
"You're my brother and the second lead role!" Hermione said giving Harry a hug. Harry smiled.
"Cool." Harry said with a nod of acceptance.
"I wonder if Ron got a part." Hermione thought aloud. Just then Ron came up to them with a confused expression on his face.
"Did you get a part?" Harry asked after helping Hermione to her feet.
"Yea, well I think it's a part." Ron said confusedly. Harry and Hermione stared at him expectantly.
"What's a Racetrack?" Ron asked. Hermione laughed at her friend's expense.
"Racetrack is his nick-name." Hermione began to explain.
"Why do they call him that?" Ron asked confusedly.
"Because he likes to bet a lot." Ron still stared at Hermione blankly.
"Alright, a race track is where muggles go to bet money on horses for an ultimate prize. So they call your character Racetrack because he's constantly betting. Understand?" Hermione asked. Ron nodded.
"Sounds alright." Ron nodded.
"So who'd you get?"
Yea the title of the story really has no point, considering the only reference I think I'm going to use from Romeo and Juliet is in the first chapter…however, I thought it was catchy! Thanks for reading! R&R please! I really appreciate comments! Ttyl! Thanks!
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