Title: The Point Of All Emotions
Author: ThePhantomsRedRose
Disclaimer: Ido not own Harry Potter or the Phantom of the Opera.
Summary: AU 7thYear. Dumbledore wants house unity, so he plans a Hogwarts version of the Phantom of the Opera. Will his plan work or will there be more problems to face in the end?
Authors Note: Thank you to my beta ReignOfSlytherin. This chapter has taken me hours so I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 5

The Point of

"What the -? I got a 'T' on my potions essay!" Harry said as they were coming up from the dungeons.

"Well it was a horrible essay!" Hermione said trying to defend Snape

"Stop defending the brooding git and defend your best friend!" yelled Ron.

"I'm not defending him! I was simply stating that it was a horrible essay!" she said, now defending herself. They didn't hear it as someone came up from behind them.

"Is there a problem here?" Professor Snape asked.

"No sir, it's just that Hermione is in love with you!" Harry joked. There was a tense silence for a moment.

"Indeed?" Snape said with a raised eyebrow, "Hermione may I talk with you in my office?"

"Yes sir," she responded as they walked away.

"I hope he doesn't think I was serious!" said Harry.

"I hope Potter was joking, otherwise I may have to kick you out of school," Professor Snape said with an air of sarcasm

"He was. Is that all sir?" Hermione asked hopefully.

"No it is not. I understand that you have a great knowledge of the play. Am I correct?"

"Yes sir, I mean that is not to say that I know everything about it but I have seen the show multiple times," she rambled.

"Yes, well, I have gotten tickets to go see the muggle show at Her Majesty's Theater in London, and as you are playing Christine I think it is appropriate to invite you," he said. Hermione gaped at him.

"Are you asking me to go, because I would absolutely love to! When do you have tickets?" she asked excitedly.

"This Saturday, which is the next Hogsmade weekend so you would not be missing class," he told her, knowing she would worry about school, "please meet me in the Great Hall at six o'clock," he finished and dismissed her.

"Hurry up we haven't had practice in a day! We really need to make sure we are there on time!" Hermione said when she caught up to the boys later that day after Ancient Runes.

"But Hermione, It's Friday! We shouldn't have to go to rehearsals on Fridays," Ron grumbled to himself.

"Come on you great big logs! Pick up the pace!" she snapped.

"I think it's that time of the month for someone we know," Ron mumbled to Harry

"I heard that Ronald!"

Once inside the auditorium Dumbledore began announcements.

"Today we will be working on the seen from Hannibal. We will rehearse this seen once a week for now. It is very difficult without stage magic. Everybody take out your wands. And cast the spell 'Curvatura' on your legs," He watched as everyone did this then looked up at him.

"This spell will allow you to bend and become more flexible. We will need this for the split in the dance of Hannibal," he explained.

Dumbledore had the stage charmed so that it would show dance paths in a different color for each dancer. Hermione followed her purple line quite well for someone who had never danced before. She stumbled a few times but was quickly learning the dance.

Dumbledore decided to add Carlotta and Piangi to the mix. Pansy was shrieking out random notes and treating everyone with cruelty. Apparently she was upset that she did not get the role of Christine

"Move out of my way mudblood!" Pansy hissed. Hermione was on her line but Pansy was about a meter off of hers.

"Pansy you're supposed to be singing!" called a voice from the audience.

"Move the bloody mudblood bitch from my path!" she exclaimed as she pulled at Hermione's hair. She then punched her in the eye. Hermione fell back in shock.

"Miss. Parkinson, go to the Slytherin girls dressing room now! I will be there in a few minutes," Professor Snape roared.

"Miss Granger, please go to the Infirmary."

Madame Pomfery took care of Hermione's black eye in a few minutes, but Hermione's wounded emotions were not suppressed as easily. She went back to her dressing room because it was faster than walking seven flights of stairs. She changed into a different pair of Hogwarts robes and went down to dinner where Pansy was not.

She hoped Pansy would not give her anymore problems.

"Hermione we are still going to Hogsmade tomorrow right?" Leo said as he was approaching her.

"Oh, that's right yeah we are still going to Hogsmade tomorrow. Do you mind if I stop in one of the dress stores tomorrow, I need one for a special occasion?" she asked him.

"Sure, that's fine. I guess I will see you tomorrow," Leo said as he walked away.

"Why are you going to Hogsmade with Leo?" Harry asked as he rounded the corner. Hermione sighed.

"Because, he asked me to go over the play with him!" Hermione said in a voice that said she did not want an argument.

"That's not all he wants to go over," Ron mumbled.

"Ronald Weasley, I am going to kill you!" Hermione said shrilly.

Ron dunked his head into the pudding bowl to hide himself. Hermione sighed and ascended the stairs to the auditorium. She could not resist the power of the stage.

She began to sing 'The Phantom of the Opera'. Just then Professor Snape entered and began to sing his verses. Their voices meshed together like two turtle doves flying.

"I will meet you here at six o'clock Hermione," Snape said before muttering his password into his dressing room and closing the portrait behind him.

The next day Hermione woke up at eight. She was not supposed to meet Leo until noon. She threw on Hogwarts robes and went down to breakfast. She sat down with Harry and Ron who were surprisingly awake. She ate her bacon and then listened to the boys as she was spreading her jam on her toast.

After breakfast, Hermione went up the auditorium staircase and went into her dressing room. She had dressed her mannequin in muggle clothing last night. She put the black slacks on with a light blue blouse. She threw on her small black heeled shoes and sat down at the vanity. She braided her hair into two braids. Glancing at her clock she made haste down to the Entry Hall.

Leo greeted Hermione kindly and handed her a red scarf like the one that he rescued from the water so many years ago. Hermione smiled in appreciation and wrapped it around her neck even though it did not match. They walked for a while until Leo led her down the road to Madame Puddifoot's.

"Were going in that sleazy place?" Hermione said under her breath.

"What'd you say?" Leo asked.

"Nothing, lets go in, it's cold outside," she said brightly.

Hermione ordered a green tea and Leo had black coffee. They did not seem to talk much about the musical.

"So why is it that I have not seen you in all my years at Hogwarts?" Hermione asked as she sipped her drink.

"Because, this is my first year at Hogwarts. Before now I lived in Sweden and went to school at Beauxbatons in France.

"Oh, really? I have always traveled with my family but I never went to Sweden. You don't look fully Swedish. Your eyes do, but the light brown hair color isn't right?" She asked curiously

"That's because my dad is half French, half German," he replied, "would you like to go to a robe store now for that special occasion outfit?"

"Actually I need to go to a place with muggle dresses. There is a little shop behind the three broomsticks I heard is good," she replied.

Inside 'Vestito da Sera', the evening robe/gown shop Hermione was in the dressing room trying on a beautiful silver dress. It was full on the top then it slimed down in a triangular shape and poofed out at the waste. She went to the back wall and picked out some silver strap heels with a matching purse. The dress only cost 60 galleons so she quickly paid and walked back to Hogwarts forgetting that she left Leo at the store.

It was time for Hermione to get ready for a night on the town.