Chapter 3
To Draco's dismay, his father had insisted he audition for the part of Prince Charming in the Hogwart's production of Cinderella. "It will give you an appreciation for the fine arts Draco; and you can't possibly accept any part but the best. I hope this will open your eyes so you can enjoy any kind of artful performance like a true and refined Malfoy."
So, here he was in the dreadful stuffy tower waiting in line with a bunch of other morons to audition for the part of Prince Charming. He found it was more tolerable if he occupied himself by watching other auditions. He watched Cho Chang do a passable job on her audition, standing in line just in front of Pansy. He had already missed the auditions of Lavender Brown, Padma Patil, and Millicent Bulstrode to his dismay. Pansy did a dismal job trying to be Cinderella, tripping on her large elephant-style feet. She stuttered nervously over her words and kept glancing over her shoulder at other auditions around her for tips on her own.
Also, to his complete surprise, Neville was acing his audition. He stood as tall and proud (most unlike himself…) as a king, which coincidentally was the part he was trying to portray. Who knew the blundering idiot could act? He probably got mudblood Granger to brew him some of that bloody luck potion for the occasion.
Draco smoothly and inconspicuously glanced around the room, curious as to which part the mudblood was going to audition for. Looks like the know-it-all isn't big headed enough to try out for the part of Cinderella. Who would have thought? He narrowed his eyes in attempt to read the sign on the table nearest to her. When the words finally registered those same steel grey eyes widened in shock. Evil step sister! What the bloody hell does she think she's doing? There is no way that die hard Gryffindor could even muster enough dramatic ability to portray something so decidedly evil. I mean… honestly. Bloody hell!
It was at that particular moment he experienced true astonishment. The look on Hermione's face was one of pure evil; even down to the sneer and expression of absolute haughtiness present on her face. Draco watched awe as she spectacularly performed with confidence and grace.
"Mr. Malfoy…..….Mr. Malfoy!" Professor Flitwick cried as loud as his lungs would allow, which naturally sounded barely louder than a normal tone of voice. Fortunately, this was enough to pull Draco out of his reverie. "Mr. Malfoy, we need to continue on with auditions. Please take a script and begin to read, starting on page 15 on paragraph two. Read until I instruct you to stop."
"Yes Professor," he replied with a smooth recovery. The shock he still felt was quickly and efficiently hidden from his handsome face. A Malfoy never shows surprise; especially not to his superiors. After reading until Professor Flitwick was satisfied, he continued on for voice auditions with Headmaster Dumbledore.
After completing this audition with his usual suave and debonair Malfoy style finesse, he looked around to find and harass the mudblood. She must have finished and left already. Oh well, no matter. There will be plenty of time for more verbal abuse later. She'll never hear the end of this from me. T he perfect know-it-all Gryffindor behaving like a Slytherin…inconceivable. At least this means I won't have to pretend to like her though, seeing that she isn't going to be Cinderella. Good thing too. That one I'm not so sure even I could manage to pull off.
Malfoy, auditioning for the part of Prince Charming…impossible! I mean sure, he is refined and charming and snobby, but really! Malfoy! It was definitely an excellent decision not to audition for the part of Cinderella, especially though I know I could have gotten it. I mean really, there wasn't much for competition.
Hermione flopped onto her bed with a sigh of resignation. She knew she wasn't going to get much sleep that night, and she absolutely had to be the first one there in the morning to see the results of the auditions. Well, I may as well get some homework done if I'm not going to sleep. I think I might be falling behind. I'm only three weeks ahead in transfiguration, and only four or five days ahead in arithmancy. Yes, I think a night of homework should put me back in the right place. And with another sigh, she pulled out her books, quill, and a few roles of parchment. Yes, definitely an excellent decision not to be Cinderella.
Draco slid into bed with confidence, knowing he had already gotten the part his father had requested. There had really been no competition. Zabini had done an outstanding job in the speaking auditions, but Draco knew for a fact he couldn't sing. He could speak from his experiences of rude wake up calls he had gotten from the mornings past. Whenever Blaise had woken up and started to shower before him, the sound coming from the showers was one resembling a cat being strangled. And that was being nice about it.
I wonder who the lucky girl will be, the Cinderella who will get me to sweep her off her feet and dance with her though all of the rehearsals. I hope it will be Chang. That would really miff Potter. I would give anything to see the expression on his face while I give her the final kiss to end the performance. Yes, that would be utterly priceless.
As he was about to slip into dreamland, with the story of Cinderella dancing though his head, he awoke to reality with a start. The stepsisters throw themselves at Prince Charming the entire production. Granger, without a doubt is going to be one of those sisters, which means the mudblood will be throwing herself at me through hours and hours and hours of rehearsal. Oh for Merlin's sake… The girl who gets Cinderella had better be good.
And with that, he finally skipped off to dreamland.
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