There it was, right in front of all of them, a notice. Harry, Hermione and Ron looked at it in disbelief – and this is what they were reading:

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Hogwarts will be putting on its first ever musical – Wicked!

Extra marks will be given out to all students who audition!

Scripts will be given out in your first classes!

Good luck!

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How could this be happening? Who knew? Still, how were they to give up a few extra marks? All they had to do was audition for the show! It couldn't be that hard! So, all three decided that they would try out, and see what would happen. The question was: who to audition for?

"Any ideas Herm?" asked Ron as they walked into the common room.

"Oh, gee Ron. I have no idea! I've read the book that the musical is based on, but cast recordings don't play here at Hogwarts – as you both know because of the great book, 'Hogwarts: A History.' Oh, but of course, you haven't read that book yet have you? Honestly!"

"How come every single conversation we have always ends up in you lecturing people about not reading that stinking thing!" the writer complained to her. "I mean, sure, this is a fan fiction story, but does 'Hogwarts: A History' have to be in every single one!

"Well, excuse me for being too cultured for your tastes!"

"Hermione, just tell us who you want to try out for!" Ron said to her, extremely annoyed

"Well, I have heard a few songs from the show, because I hang out with little fourteen year-old fan girls like our author and that's all they ever do-"

"Hey!" the authoress yelled down at Hermione, shocked that she was being mentioned as a 'fan girl!' So what if she actually was…

" -So from what I know, I think I'll try out for Nessarose…or, if I'm feeling particularly lucky, Elphaba."

"Eilfa-whata?" Harry turned to Hermione, thoroughly confused…he knew absolutely nothing about the musical, only that it was about the Wicked Witch of the West…before she ate the cheesecake…or something like that…

"Well, it's the witch's real name. It's based on the initial LFB, which are the initials of the brilliant writer of "The Wizard of…"

Harry stared at her, complete blankness in his mind. Well…there were some thoughts of cheesecake in there, but we'll get into that later...

"Oh, never mind. Who are you trying out for Ron?"

"Well….probably Boq….or Fiyero would be fun. I like straw.

"Wait! How do you know about this thing Ron?" Harry asked, still completely confused.

Ron replied, "Well, my dad likes musicals, and he gets cast recordings through the Ministry. It's all for his research."

"And you actually listen to all of them?"

"Are you kidding! Of course I do! Especially Les Misérables….gotta love Les Misérables…."

"Well, who doesn't love Les Mis! Have you read the book?" Hermione asked cheerfully.

"Have I! Of course! Victor Hugo is a genius!" Ron yelled happily, and he and Hermione got into a huge discussion about whether or not Javert is evil, or just misunderstood…they decided on evil, because of something about guns and battles…or, at least, that's what Harry told me, I was still too angry about being called a fan girl to pay attention. Finally, Hermione spoke.

"Oh, so, you can read all of Les Mis, but not a page of Hogwarts: A His-"

"Stop it!" the writer shrieked, completely annoyed. "This is a Wicked/Harry Potter fan fiction, not a Les Misérables/Hogwarts: A History fan fiction!"

"But I love-"

"I don't care!"

"But-"

"Shut up!"

"Please, just-"

"Shut up!"

"If you'll-"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

"Ok."

"Thank you."

Anyway, the trio decided that it was time to go to sleep. So they did. And they had dreams of sugar plum fairies and flying witches and loud, belting voices all throughout the night. All of this was in time for the next chapter….the auditions. A place where all they wanted to do was be Popular, Defy Gravity, March like Witch Hunters, and say Thank Goodness when it was all finished! Then they would feel Wonderful, Not Mourn the Wicked, sing about their Dear Old Hogwarts, and live in the Emerald City! Oh, and Harry was trying to learn how to spell 'Les Misérables,' which is an adventure in itself!