a Seussical Event

by ggmaxwell

Not a silly story, but has some humor in it. Hogwarts does a musical because Dumbledore wants to. Snape's upset, McGonagalls nervous, and Harry's the Cat in the Hat?

3. music and group rehearsals

A Seussical Event

Hellloooo. Okay, so I've only got about four reveiws, but thankyou for stiken with me.

I will indeed get to explaning what seussical the musical is about, but that will be after or during the tryouts. So you have no need to worry about that. But just so you don't get mad, I'll give you the general idea of the story.

A boy is bored when he runs into the cat in the hat, and for anyone who's read Dr. Seuss, you'll know that that never comes out to be a good thing. Basically, what the cat does is he takes all the thoughts that the boy has and makes them real. The musical involves several characters from Dr. Seuss's books and goes everywhere from the Jungle of Nool, to Whosville. A lot of things happen but the lesson behind the musical is to be yourself and think what you want and not worry about what other people think. Don't be afraid of your imagination.

And now without further ado. I give you act three...

Act Three: Music and group rehearsals

"Uh...What?" Harry asked staring at the poster.

"Do you guys want to try out?" Hermione repeated.

"Should we, I'v never really tried to sing before." Ron stated, more to himself really then anybody else. Just then they where joined by Ginny who walked up behind them without them noticing.

"Well, I'm going to try, it sounds like it'll be fun." She stated cofindently. The rest of them just shrugged and muttered what sounded like "I guess." reluctantly. "Well then, lets go down to Proffessor McGonagalls office and see if we can find out more, and give our names for tryouts." Once they all agreed upon what they where going to do, they all headed to breakfast.

They ate in silence, each contemplating how much of a fool their going to make of themselves during tryouts if they really go through with it. Proffessor McGonagall came around handing out course schedules as usuall. However, when she came to them, they thought it best not to ask her about the musical infront of the hole hall, so they just took they're schedules with forced smiles. All dreading the meeting they where going to have with her later. Really to distract himself more then anything, Harry looked down at his schedule.

Monday

Transfigureations: 9:00am - 11:00am

Herbology: 11:00am- 12:00pm

lunch

Charms: 1:00pm- 2:00pm

Defence Against the Dark Arts: 2:00pm - 4:00pm

Tuesday

Herbology: 9:00am - 10:00am

Free period 10:00am - 11:00am

Potions: 11:00am - 12:00pm

lunch

Defence Against the Dark Arts: 1:00pm - 3:00pm

Charms: 3:00pm - 4:00pm

Wednesday

Defence Against the Dark Arts: 9:00am - 11:00am

Potions: 11:00am - 12:00pm

lunch

Transfigureations: 1:00pm - 2:00pm

free period

Charms: 3:00pm - 4:00pm

Thursday

Herbology: 9:00am - 11:00am

Transfigureations: 11:00am - 12:00pm

lunch

Defence Against the Dark Arts: 1:00pm - 2:00pm

Potions: 2:00pm - 4:00pm

Friday

Charms: 9:00am - 11:00am

Transfigureations: 11:00am - 12:00pm

lunch

free period

Potions: 2:00pm - 3:00pm

Herbology: 3:00pm - 4:00pm

"Transfigureations first thing in the morning." Ron moaned. Harry happened to be thinking along the very same lines, but decided that it's better then potions, which, he was glad to see, he didn't have until the next day. However, Ginny seemed to.

"At least, you have McGonagall, you don't have to deal with Snape first thing." Ginny said scathingly.

"Yeah, guess your right about that." Ron said misserably.

"Well, if we're going to talk to McGonagall about tryout for the musical, we'd better get going." Hermione said, snaching up her bag and standing up. Ginny sprang to her feet. Ron and Harry on the other hand took their time. As they where exiting the great hall, Neville caught up with them.

"Are you guys headed up to McGonagall's about the musical?" Neville asked anxiouly.

"Yeah." They all answered.

"Great, I'll go with you." Neville said.

"Yeah, sure..." Harry started as he heard Malfoy's voice, cocky as allways.

"I'm going to go out for it, naturally, there shouldn't be any trouble getting the main part. When your as talented in the theatre as I am. I even had voice and acting lessons as a child. Mother thought it would be good to broaden my horrizens..." They could hear him say as they walked out the door.

"So Malfoy is trying out as well, I'm going to laugh if he dosn't even get a part." Ginny said smiling evilly.

"He'll get a part, remember, the poster said everyone who trys will be put in the musical, if we're lucky he'll just be an extra or in the lighting or stage disigner or something. Just forget him." Hermione said uninterestedly.

"To bad." Ron said.

"Well, we don't have to worry about him until tryouts, and the classes we're stuck in with him." Harry said off-handedly.

"But, he said he'd had voicing and acting lessons, he'll probably get a main role, he sounded pretty confident." Neville stated.

"That's probably just a show for Parkinson, she's trying out as well and I'll bet he was just trying to impress her." Hermione said.

Pondering if what Hermione said is true, they reached Proffessor McGonagalls office and Ginny knocked. Proffessor McGonagall opened the office door looking curiously at them all.

"Can I help you?" She asked.

"Yes Proffessor, we where wondering what we had to do to try out." Ginny asked without hesitation.

"Oh, well come on in." Proffessor McGonagall said taken somewhat aback. She stood aside and let them all in and gestering them to sit down in the five chairs she had undoughtably conjured. They all sat down and Proffessor McGonagall moved around her desk and sat down on the other side facing them. "So you would like to audition for the musical the school will be preforming at the end of the year?" She asked.

"We were thinking about it." Hermione answered.

"Well, then, I must tell you that you are the first ones from Griffindor to come to me about it, but most certainly not the last now that someone has stepped forward to enter their names...There for, I must ask you, this isn't a joke, and your serious right?" McGonagall asked looking at them all. When they gave no assent that they where just fooling around, she continued. "Very well, if your serious then all you have to do is fill out these forms, " she handed them each some forms. "and take this sheet music. Rehearsals for tryouts will be every Saturday before auditions and the week before auditions rehearsals will be held everyday after lessons until the Saturday of auditions."

"There will be rehearsals before the tryouts, Proffessor?" Hermione asked, somewhat surprised.

"It is to ensure that everyone has equal chance to know the music for those who do not have a background in the theatre." McGonagall stated. "They will be held in one of the spare class rooms on the second floor along with all who wish to participate so the room will be rather large."

"When you say 'all who wish to participate' do you mean everyone from every house?" Ron asked.

"Yes, Mr. Weasley, I do." McGonagall said curtly.

"That's just fine, at least we'll know that no one is getting more attension then everyone else." Hermione said, staring pointedly at Ron who was on the verdge of saying that he was not going to try out.

"As it should be." McGonagall said handing each of them the sheet music as they handed her their forms. "Now, Ms.Weasley, you better hurry along or you'll be late to your first class. Good day to you"

"Good day, Proffessor." Ginny said as she stood to leave, "See you all tonight."

"See you." Harry, Ron, Neville and Hermione said in farewell as Ginny left.

"Now, you three better be getting along to your class as well, I will be there shortly, and Longbottom, have a good morning." McGonagall said, getting up and opening the door for the rest of them. They stood up and left, bowing to her as they past.

Proffessor McGonagall entered the class exactly three minutes after them. As she made her way to the front, the class settled and everyone became quiet. When she reached the front, she turned around and began the lesson.

"Now, this being your final year at Hogwarts, you will be taking your N.E.W.T's this year." At this, most of the class groaned, while the rest (Hermione) sat up straighter in their chairs, looking nervous and attentive. McGonagall continued. "This means that we teachers will be eager to give you all the knowledge you will need, not just for your exams, but for the rest of your lives. I therefore urge you to pay attention allittle more then usual this year. The N.E.W.T.'s are, perhaps the most important exams you will take. They will help in determining what career you persue after your schooling. So you see my point. They effect your future very much so. So therefore, we will be pulling a more severe workload. Now on that note, let us begin..." She then went into a extremely long and complicated lecture on turning other humans into inanamate objects. Something she warned them was extremely dangerous, considering, if done wrong, they could kill the person their transfiguring. Most of the class took this rather seriously. (MOST being the operative word, but thats another story.)

The rest of the week went on in pretty much the same fasion. The Proffessors continued to lecture them on N.E.W.T.'s, and their lessons became increasingly more difficult. All, with the exeption of D.A.D.A. wich, everyone was pleased to find out, the Professor was not a complete lack of know how in this particular subject. She seemed to know what she was teaching and how to teach it, which was something that was rather rare in that particular class. Ron maintained however that they where right to have presumed her to be creepy, because she was, alittle. But Harry argued that that was to be expected in a D.A.D.A. teacher, because it was getting increasingly difficult to find any teacher in that particular subject, let alone a normal one. Snape turned out to be just as cruel and sadistic as usual, if not more so, but they all seemed to be used to that by now.

The end of the week seemed to have come pretty quickly and antisupation hung heavy in the air for the first rehearsal for the seusical tryouts. It seems that most of the school decided to audition once they heard that Harry Potter was. Harry suspected that most of the Slytherins did just to watch him make a fool of himself, well, Harry believed that they where likely to get their wish, considering that he had never sang before. However, the thought of their laughing faces only help to push Harry into trying to learn the music by himself. A difficult feet since he had never learned how to read music. Ron said that he was being stupid, and that he was just wasting his time, because Hermione had told them that they would be taught how to read music and sing during rehearsals, and she had found out from Ginny, who room with the director.

But it was with a nervous excitment that they all assended to one of the spare classrooms that had been cleared for the rehearsals after lunch that Saturday. As they entered the classroom, they found no desks, but a long system of risers with chairs for people to sit, there was nothing to seperate the students from eachother, and there where just enough seats to hold everyone with no extras. All the chairs seemed to be facing the same direction, facing a podium and a piano. Not everyone seemed to be there yet, which gave Harry, Neville, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny to find seats together in the right section two rows up. As people began to file in, they where joined by Luna who sat beside Ginny who was sitting on the end. Hermione found it weird that Luna choose to sit on the floor, rather then in a chair, but she soon found out that there wasn't even enough chairs for everyone. For being in a class room, everyone seemed relaxed and not as diciplined as they would in a class room, but since this is a voluntary class, Harry thought, the rules where not as strict.

To keep order, or so it appeared because a Griffindor third year and a Slytherin Fifth year looked as if they where about to start a fight with eachother, posibly because there where only two seats left when they entered and they where right next to eachother. The heads of houses walked into the room and took seats behind the podium as, to Harry's amazement, a student walked in and the heads all immeadeitaly called for order. She walked, and took her place behind the podium in front of the teachers. Harry knew her only by sight, usually flashing through the Griffindor common room and up the girls domitories, or in the halls walking to class with a glare on her face sujesting that anyone who got in her way would get a punch in the gut or the nose. She looked around the room and took out a list, she didn't say anything, but seemed to be counting the number of people in the room.

"Now, it seems that everyone is here, so lets begin." When she spoke, she sounded as if she was used to doing this, but her low voice seemed rather high out of nerves and projected in a way that sujested she had a history in theatre, slightly controlled, crisp and clear. "For starters, my name is Amelia Pain and I will be your director. The heads of houses and the Headmaster will be here in turns to keep order, since I have a feeling that some people," at this she looked pointedly at the Slytherin and Griffindor boys that where fighting. "will not be able to contain themselves unless there is a teacher presant. On that note, when we enter this room, house rivalries will be terminated. I don't intend to give anyone special treatment just because of what house their from, so I expect everyone to have the same attitude. This is a production, where if one person has a bad attitude, the whole production will fall down. This is a child's musical, well, it's for children to watch, which means that the school will be open to the public on the nights the Musical is performed so that they may watch. That being, we have to put on the best show possible. Which of course means that we have to all get along. We'll have more fun that way to, if we hate eachother, it's going to suck for all of us. This is a pretty loosy-goosy envirorment, being strictly voluntary the rules are going to be pretty lax. However, we still need to maintain order otherwise we will never get this done and ready to perform by June. So we have to move as quickly as possible and get as much done as we can...Which of course means that we start now." She looked around at them all with a sturn and determined smile, then whipped out the audition music, from seemingly nowhere.

"Now, who has acually looked at this music, and knew how to read and understand it." She asked as she looked around again. A scattering of people raised their hands, including Malfoy, and a few, Harry and Ron included, have raised their hands stating, they looked at it but didn't understand it. "Good, now before we begin learning the notes and rythem of the songs, I'm going to have you listen to them and then your going to try and sing along. So, lets start..." She raised her wand and conquered an old fasioned record-player and started the record that was already setup in it, they started with the boys song and Harry listened hard, trying to learn it as quickly as possible...

There's a far away land so the stories all tell

Somewhere beyond the harizon

If we can find it then all will be well

Troubles there are few

Someday we'll go to...

Salla Sallew,Salla Sallew

Salla Sallew,Salla Sallew

They say breazes are warm there

And people are kind

Maybe it's something like heaven

I close my eyes and I see in my mind

Skys of bluest blue

Salla Sallew

I've had so much trouble finding my way there

When I get close, it disappears

If we can get there, we're gonna stay there

If it takes us miles, If it takes us years

High on a mountain, or lost in the sea

Sooner or later I'll find it

I have a picture of how it will be

On the day I do

Troubles will be through

And I'll be home with you

Salla Sallew...Salla Sallew

Salla Sallew...Salla Sallew

Salla Sallew...Salla Sallew

I'll be home...with you.

Once the song had ended, Harry was thinking, it didn't sound to hard, he already knew the words, it was just the melody he was having a problem with, and it didn't seem horrobly complicated. I can do this, he thought, I think. Then he looked up and noticed that half the girls were in tears, including Proffessor Sprout. Then Harry wondered, was the song that sad, it sounded happy to him, floating off into dreamland. Then, it could be that the girls song was just a bit more difficult. Just as he thought this, Amelia began to speak.

"Yes, it is a beautiful song, but ladies, pull yourself together, because now it's your turn..." She started the record again and, what sounded to Harry like a salsa song started up...

I was once a plain little bird like you kid,

One pathetic feather was all I grew

I had nothing showoffish

What's a plain bird to do

And theres certainly nothing showoffish on you

Thank you Maizy

Then I made a plan for my self-improvment

No more crubs, I vowed I would have the cake

So I went to the doctor

Doctor Dake by the lake

And he told me what sort of a pill I should take

Now, I'm a mazing Maizy

As feathered as feathered can be now

A mazing Maizy

It was all for sale

A mazing Maizy

The birds are all whistling at me now

A mazing Maizy

Baby that's my tale

High or low

Gee, It's fabulous

Whatch her go

Gee, I'm envious

Too and frow, Maizy's fabulous tail

I wish I had one like it

Left and right

Best I've ever seen

Day or night

Kid your turning green

What a sight Maizy's fabulous tail

Get those pills, get the pills

And you can have frills

Your Horton is certain to see

And you, can be amazing

Well almost,

As amazing as meeee!

Harry's thoughts after he heard the song was, 'I'm glad I'm not a girl. That was fast.' Looking around, he noticed that most of the girls seemed to be alittle nervous after hearing it. Hermione was accually staring hard at the music, as if trying to learn it as quickly as possible. She eventually gave up, mumbling something about not being able to read sheet music, and she'll have to learn quickly. Harry thought that was impossible, but soon found out, during the rehearsal, not as hard as it seemed, in fact, he took to it rather naturally. Some thing he was very happy about by the end.

After two hours of learning and singing until their throughts where dry, Sylvia baid them good day and to rest their vocal cords for next week. For that, as she put it, "Is when the real work begins."

Thank you all for reading. C&C accepted.

Next chapter, Auditions...dun,dun,dun

Will Harry flip out and lose it completely in the face of Malfoy and Snape, or will he surprise everyone with his amazing singing talent.

FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON 'A SEUSSICAL EVENT'

WARNING: I will be changing the summary of the story, because nobody else seems to want to read it exept for you few kind people, thank you. The new summary will appear next chapter.

See ya' then.