Sorry for the wait, the chapter, and everything else that makes me a terrible writer. Enjoy, or not.
Hermione woke up the next morning feeling refreshed, until she remembered the previous day. So she descended into the common room in a melancholy mood. Seamus was at the computer, as usual. "What are you doing?" Hermione asked friendlily.
"I'm submitting my story to Fred and George's site. Because of gay issues in the muggle world, or some other strange reason, my homosexuality was totally left out of the books. However, it seems that muggles aren't as dense as one might have thought, many have picked up on it and included it in their fan fictions," he said.
"If they already know then why are you wasting your money on Fred and George's site?" Hermione asked, curious.
"Because some muggles ARE dense," he said and turned back to the computer.
Hermione proceeded down to the Great Hall for some breakfast. She was relieved to see that the Great Hall was back to its normal state, perhaps because it was a Monday. She noticed that Malfoy was looking a bit preoccupied, in contrast to the other Slytherins, who if anything looked happy. Hermione decided she was imagining things, because the closest she had ever seen the Slytherins come to happy, was smug.
When she got to the Gryffindor table, she noticed that Ron and Harry weren't present, so she sat down alone. They eventually arrived, but sat down at the other end of the table. She was just feeling guilty again when her thoughts were interrupted by Professor Dumbledore.
"I would like to make an announcement," called from the teachers table. The students looked at him, confused because announcements were normally made at dinner. "We have a little treat for you," he said a little deviously, "the faculty has decided that it is time the Hogwarts has a little bit of creativity included in the curriculum. So it has been decided that Hogwarts will be putting on a play this term. All of your classes will be involved in the project, and you will al contribute. Every aspect of this play will be covered during your normal classes. The two weeks preceding the production will be class-free so that you will be able to concentrate more on whatever aspect of theatre you decided to specialize in for the time being. You may submit ideas for the play we will be performing to your heads of houses. If you think it should be an original play and would like to write it yourself or collaborate with another student feel free to talk to your head of house about it. That is all I have to say at the moment, I will now allow you to get back to your eating," he finished.
The great hall was dead silent. Eventually people began to look away from Dumbledore and exchange confused glances. Since when did Hogwarts do plays? It had never had a theatre department before, and now the whole school was involved! Before long people began to either get excited or annoyed. All of their classes were going to be involved. Maybe they would be interesting, maybe they would be boring. No one knew. In the confusion everyone forgot about fan fiction. Well they didn't forget, they just weren't as concerned about it anymore. As the following weeks went by, their lives became more and more intertwined with that of the characters they played and the fate of the sets they made. Most importantly, the thought of the play brought Hermione back to her normal self, she immediately began preparing for auditions, she was looking toward the lead, like everyone knew she would. Harry and Ron forgave her, and chalked it all up to stress, something they knew even Hermione couldn't avoid. Draco forgot his confusion over what Potter had really been doing, and the Slytherins lost their smiles to contempt over the inferiority of Drama. Least surprisingly of all, the Hufflepuffs were the ones to get the most excited over the play, after all, it's the shy one that shines on stage.
Look for the sequel to this story, coming to a fanfiction site near you!