Alright, it's here... and it's kinda long... enjoy it because I have finals and I don't know when the next will be up. Unless I get tons of reviews and I know people are craving it... I can't deny a craving can I? (Have I mentioned I'm a comment whore?)
Anyway... here it is...
A Rocky Hogwarts
Chapter 3
The next day Harry found himself extremely apprehensive about the musical. He really did enjoy the movie, but would he be able to act it out? And why did Malfoy have to be in it. And did he even want to think about that little scene he'd have with Ron? No, no thinking. Just eat. Eat food and maybe if he'd get lucky he'd choke and die. Yes, hope for a pending death.
Harry dropped his fork to his plate. He couldn't eat, "What do you think Dumbledore's gonna make us do today?"
"I dunno," Ron replied.
"Well, I heard that we're going to start working in scenes. He'll take a group of us to work on the stage while the rest of us rehearse on our own."
"Ugh, no matter how hard I try, I honest can't believe he's making us do this!" Harry pushed his plate aside and dramatically plopped his head to the table.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Harry, Dumbledore picked you for a reason, and I'm starting to see that reason."
"Oh and why's that, Hermione?" Harry picked his head up and glared at her.
"You're very melodramatic," she simply replied and took a sip from her glass.
Harry ignored her and returned to and upright position. He glanced over at the Slytherin table and say Malfoy sitting. He had the same look on his face - impending doom.
After supper everyone met back in the theater room. Less excitement then the day before but most everyone was more apprehensive. Dumbledore walked in with Snape billowing behind. Snape shot looks Avada Kedavra worthy at anyone looking at him.
"May I have your attention please." Dumbledore requested, "Today we are going to start rehearsal. I believe the best way for us to do so is to have Hermione and Ron, if you will, please come up to the stage and we will start with you first. Now, while I work with them you may watch but it would be in your best interest to get together with the person you were with yesterday and go over your lines. Now, if you would be so kind." Hermione and Ron timidly walked up a small flight of stair and onto the stage as everyone watched. No one seemed to want to rehearse for themselves. "Now, if we could have some music" and immediately music started playing, "This is the song you will be singing together, if you would excuse me it's called-"
"Dammit Janet," Snape interrupted miserably, "As I'm sure you remember from the video."
"Yes, thank you Severus. Now, Ron, if you'd be so kind as to read your lines, I'm sure Hermione is already nearly to the point of memorization." Dumbledore smiled at Hermione. "Please start with 'Hey Janet'."
Unenthusiastically and nervously, Ron dully replied, "Hey Janet." which actually was quite in character.
To which Hermione replied uncharacteristically for her but quite accurately energetic for Janet, "Yes Brad!"
"I've got something to say."
"Uh-huh."
"I really love the skillful way you beat the other girls to the bride's bouquet."
"Oh Brad." Hermione replied and softly hit Ron on the chest.
"Now Ron, try you best to listen and hum along with the words - sing them if you feel comfortable." Dumbledore said as music started.
Looking stunned, he didn't sing at all but Harry abruptly stood up and belted out, "The river was deep but I swam it," everyone turned to Harry and looked at him in confusion and many people started giggling. Harry blushed and sat back down.
After Harry's outburst no one said anything. That is until Hermione's part came and she sang out quite in character, "Oh, it's nicer than Betty Munroe had", and she continued to sing her part of the song by herself, in perfect pitch. Finally Brad's audio came so at least she wasn't singing alone, until finally the song was over.
Various claps were distributed throughout the theater. Even Draco was impressed, although he'd never admit it. After this first performance people finally started going into their groups to practice on their own. Harry walked over to Malfoy and said, "Oy, come on - I don't want to look completely stunned up there when we have to go."
Malfoy followed him to the same corner they were in the night before. "Sounds like you don't need to practice, Potter." But as he said it he realized it was a compliment, so he hastily added, "I think you convinced Dumbledore to do this just so you could be close to me."
Harry stared at Malfoy as if he'd gone as insane as Dumbledore, "Yeah, right. Just keep telling yourself that."
Draco frowned and returned, "Potter, you think you so great. Well, scar head, why don't you show me what you're made of. Sing and dance and make a fool out of yourself because while your chasing me around the stage, just know this, the only time I would run from you is if your after me for sex. Something that you'd never get, might I add. And by the way I still think you had a part in this, you and Granger. You're the only two who know this entire play by heart."
Harry stood steaming in front of Malfoy. "Malfoy," He said while backing him into the corner, "Do you really think that I arranged all of this," He put his hands up on either wall cornering the now cowering but ever statuesque blonde. Draco stared in return, "If I wanted you, Malfoy," Harry leaned into Draco's ear and whispered, "I'd have you - play or not."
He brought his head back and stared into Malfoy's silver blue eyes before he dropped his hands and backed away completely. "And anyway, you're the only one who's gay here."
At that statement Draco pushed Harry and said, "I am not gay."
Harry saw that he hit a nerve there so he decided to just leave it alone, "Look, we should try to get along ok. This can't last too long and then we can go right back to hating each other, ok? Truce?" Harry held out his hand for Draco to shake in acceptance.
Draco crossed his arms, "I never hated you, Potter. Disliked immensely maybe-"
"Coulda fooled me." Harry replied sarcastically and started to put his hand back down.
Draco abruptly grabbed his hand in acceptance. He noticed how rough the other boys hand felt in his own soft delicate one. They let go from the handshake and both stood speechless until draco finally said, "So, now what?"
"Well, I suppose we should look over the script and pick a spot to rehearse." Harry paged through his script, "Any place specific you want to start?"
"Well apparently you're more acquainted with this musical, as you little performance showed,"
"I just got caught up in the song - And I knew there was no way Ron was gonna sing!" Harry defended.
"Quite the hero, anyway since you know it so well, where do you think we should start?"
"Well, you have a song, and as you mentioned early, I chase you around during it, but I don't really want to rehearse that right here. But after that then I talk a bit and then I have a song. So it looks like we'll be doing the stuff in between the songs."
"Sounds like a plan, Potter."
"Ok so we'll start after you're song. So... you just ran away from me and now you're standing to my right," Harry grabbed Draco and pulled him on the right while reading his script. "Ok, now I'll start." Harry let go of Malfoy and read out loud with perfect accuracy, "Now really, that's no way to behave on your first day out! But um, since you're such and unexceptional beauty, I'm prepared to forgive you." Harry looked at Draco, "now you pound your hands."
Draco hopped up on a near by desk and "I can't believe this..."
"Just do it."
Draco pounded the table unenthusiastically.
"Now I say, 'Oh, I just love success.' and then blah blah blah... Magenta, and Riff Raff talk and Columbia. And I get angry and say 'Ok? OK! I think we can do better then that,' then," Harry grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him over to the right and Draco angrily came with. "Now I talk to Janet and Brad and then I get mad. And then I have a song... where we're... interacting," Harry blushed at the lack of better word choice.
"Well sing away, Potter," Draco smirked.
"Fine, but don't get angry because of what I do - it's just in the song,"
"I understand Potter," Malfoy said angrily. "I know how 'acting' works."
"Fine," Harry said and then began to sing, "A weakling weighing 98 pounds will get sand in his face when kicked," Harry paused and kicked, "to the ground." Draco looked at his script and laughed accordingly, "And soon in the gym. With a determined chin."
Draco walked over to Harry even closer and Harry gently placed his hand under Draco's chin. Draco blushed. Harry backed away and continued to sing, "The sweat from his pores and he works for his cause." Harry pretended to hand Draco dumbbells as he continued, "We'll make him glisten and gleam and with massage and just a little bit of steam." Draco pretended to lift the weights as both he and Harry bushed when Harry traced his index finger down Draco's chest over his robes and down to his belly button. "He'll be pink and quite clean. He'll be a strong man."
Harry stopped singing and quickly glanced down the script he saw the part where he would have to wrap his arms around Draco's neck and while blushing he said, "Malfoy, I know we're going to do this in front of the whole school... but I'm not ready for that right now."
Draco glanced down the script as well and saw the same part, "So what are you suggesting?"
"After tonight lets see if Dumbledore will let us go some where else and rehearse?"
"Just us?" Draco blushed, "I don't want to be locked in a room with you all during rehearsal!"
"I don't want it anymore than you do, Malfoy, but I don't want to do this in front of everyone right now? Do you?"
"Hell no! Fine, ask Dumbledore afterwards and then I'll be waiting outside the doors after."
"Ok," Harry replied just as Dumbledore announced the finish of rehearsal.
The old man said, "I would like to thank all of you, especially Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley for a very good rehearsal today, you are all dismissed."
"I'll go talk to him," Harry said as he walked away from Malfoy and up to Dumbledore.
"Hello Harry, how was rehearsal?" Harry simply stared daggers at Dumbledore before the man replied, "Do you have something you wish to ask?"
"Yes," Harry said, "Can Malfoy and I have a different room to rehearse in? It's more than a little distracting with everyone here."
"Certainly, I will arrange a room for you two tomorrow." Dumbledore smiled.
Harry nodded and took off out the doors trying to find Hermione and Ron. He saw Draco on his way out and just nodded at him to confirm they'd get their own room. Finally he saw his friends waiting for him. He ran over to Hermione and gave her a hug, "You did a great job 'Mione." Then he turned to Ron, "Ron, you need a little more practice." He said sarcastically as Ron lightly punched his arm.
"Hey, I did better after you were gone! How did today go for you anyway?"
"Not looking forward to it - it's so embarrassing in front of everyone so Dumbledore is arranging a room for us."
Hermione looked confused, "Just you and Malfoy?"
"Yeah, I know it sounds bad but there's no way out of this and it's just easier for now if we're alone."
Ron shivered, "Sorry mate. Good luck tomorrow then!"
"Yeah, I'll need it." Harry replied as they continued to walk up to their house.
Alright, end of chapter 3...
It got kinda long too didn't it? I've been working on it all week which is more than I can say for the other two.
I really got into this one more then I thought I would. Also... I'm becoming horrified with this idea... Seriously scaring myself. I just can't imaging the Hogwarts cast becoming the Rocky Horror cast - which is bad b/c they must!
Also the Harry/Draco ship is going to start to progress soon (probably way too soon but they need to be together right?)
Another "also": I just can't picture Dumbledore saying "Dammit Janet" so I had Snape interrupt! He he he :)