Chapter 5

An Unveiling

Later that night the gang approached the stone gargoyle that led to a room that they were dreading to face.

"Albus", Harry said quietly. The gargoyle sprung to life revealing a turning spiral staircase. All of them jumped on in silence, each one remembering the last time they had been there. They reached the top a walked to a large polished wooden door. Before Hermione could knock a voice from inside spoke.

"Enter." McGonagall's voice said through the door.

Harry pushed open the door and they entered the large room.

"I take it your here to talk about the musical." she said from the desk. The group nodded, "good. Sit." She conjured up a set of chairs. "when do you plan to have the auditions?"

"we're not really sure." Ginny said, "we were hoping that you would have some ideas."

"well I think it would be wise to let the other students time to settle in and prepare, so how about we have them is two weeks."

The kids nodded in agreement.

For the next two weeks the halls were buzzing with excitement over the auditions. Tonks and Lupin, along with McGonagall, had volunteered to help with the show. The day of the audition came much quicker then anticipated.

The day before the audition McGonagall called Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny into her office.

"I just wanted to thank you four for coming up with this idea. I think that Dumbledore would have really loved this, and that is why I have decided to let you four be the first to see a new addition to the castle. Come fallow me." She stood up and headed to the large door, the group followed closely behind her wondering what awaited them. They hadn't walked far when McGonagall stepped stopped at a door that none of them had see before. The door was made from a deep red wood that shine like it had flecks of gold in it. McGonagall smiled and opened the door and the kids looked in with amazement. Inside was a real theater with rows and rows of plush red seats and a huge stage with balconies over looking it.

"welcome" McGonagall said softly, "to the Albus Dumbledore Theater."

The four teenagers looked at her in shock.

"you mean", Ron said, "this is for us!"

"No." Hermione said, "It's for him."

Later that night Hermione sat in the common room thinking about the thing that was almost always on her mind. Ron.

'I cannot believe him.' She thought, 'He always acts like a bumbling idiot around me, but won't do anything about it!' she sighed, 'I'm sick of it. I give up! I can't take it anymore!'

Just then Ron came down the stairs a music in hand. Looking up he saw Hermione sitting there.

"Hey 'mione, what are you singing for the audition tomorrow?"

"you'll have to wait and find out Ronald." She slammed her book shut and left the room.

Ron watched her walk away and shook him head. He hated to admit it but she scared the bloody hell out of him. He sighed and plopped down in a chair and opened his book. He looked over the song and then began to hum.

Above him Hermione stood at the landing that overlooked the common room. She was sick of him not caring while she cared too much.

'I feel too much' she thought, 'no more!' she turned away with tears in her eyes,

"No more." She whispered.