Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: I really like this story so far, don't you? I'm not sure where I'm going with it though…..
The next two days passed quickly, and Hermione was the first to get to the Great Hall after dinner. Once everyone had gathered, they sat down to read through their scripts.
Phillip:
Who are you, what's your name?
Briar Rose:
Hmm? Oh, my name. Why, it's, it's ... Oh no, no, I can't, I ... Goodbye! runs off
Phillip:
But when will I see you again?
Briar Rose:
Oh never, never!
Phillip:
Never?
Briar Rose:
Well, maybe someday.
Phillip:
When, tomorrow?
Briar Rose:
Oh no, this evening.
Phillip:
Where?
Briar Rose:
At the cottage, in the glen.
Malfoy changed his tone from that of a bored young man reading an equally boring script to that of a young man who was deeply in love. Hermione found herself blushing, and realized he was doing it to bother her.
Soon though, her voice changed too. An innocent young girl meeting a man for the first time…Everyone else in the group stared at the two in shock, but didn't notice the hated looks they were flinging at each other.
They finished the script to many mutters from the assembled cast, and Professor McGonagall got up to speak.
"We will now rehearse the scene used during the auditions. Please cue the music."
Hermione scrambled up, and waited for her cue before bursting into song. As she began to sing, Hannah changed her robes into a flowing blue dress made of light, silky material. As Hermione sang and danced, the other students experimented with her dress and the scenery around her. It was incredibly distracting.
Hermione and Malfoy managed through the dialogue, and even through the duet. As Malfoy placed his arm around her, Hermione became rigid. Suddenly, he planted his lips on hers. Hermione was too shocked to do anything. One wonders if she would have kissed back or pulled away.
Whatever the case, Malfoy was promptly slapped on the cheek as Hermione stormed out of the Great Hall, red dress flowing out behind her.
One of the students spoke up. "That isn't in the script, is it?"
The next morning, Hermione was awakened by her newest least favourite people; Lavender and Parvati.
"Why wouldn't you kiss him if you're dating?" Lavender asked, bouncing onto the bed.
"I told him I wanted to keep it professional while we were at practices," Hermione replied, quickly remembering her charade.
"But isn't there lots of kissing in the script?"
"No, just once, and that wasn't it."
"Oh…..Is he a good kisser?"
"PARVATI!"
"Sorry," she said, looking sheepish. Hermione faked a sigh.
"We wanted to keep it secret, but now that I've told you two…." The two shot each other guilty glances.
"We didn't really tell anyone."
"Will he be mad once he finds out?"
Hermione groaned, and peered at them through her fingers. "Very mad." She paused, looking thoughtful. "Does he HAVE to find out?" She asked, slyly.
"Well, we did ask some of the Slytherins for confirmation…..They said they had no idea."
Hermione groaned again. "They'll probably ask him. Oh dear, what am I going to do?"
"Go public," Lavender replied grimly.
"And fill us in on all the details," Parvati added.
A/N: I actually liked this chapter, but it took me forever to get it where I wanted it to be. I must have started this five times. Please review.