I do not own Phantom of the Opera or Harry Potter. All of the songs in this chapter are from the musical Phantom of the Opera.

Thoughts

(Translations)

Chapter 5

Nicole was sitting in an old dressing room she was given. She was waiting nervously for the show to start. "I can do this," she kept repeating to herself. She stood up and went over to the gold, floor length mirror. "I can't believe this is happening to me," she said as she looked at herself in the mirror.

Someone knocked on the door. "Come in," Nicole said. The door opened and Meg walked into the room. "Mama wanted me to tell you that you need to be backstage in five minutes," Meg said.

"Thank you," Nicole said nervously. Her was shaky.

Meg walked over to Nicole, and hugged her. "You are going to be fine, Nicole. You proved you could this at the dress rehearsal," Meg said.

"I know, Meg, but that was for people I knew," Nicole said while pulling out of the embrace. "I've never sung infront of an audience of strangers before."

"Just do your best," Meg said. "Cone on. I'll go backstage with you."

Nicole was backstage waiting for her queue for the last aria, her solo. When she finally heard it, she took a deep breath and went on stage. She looked at the audience and sang from her heart.

The opera was a success. Nicole got a standing ovation for her aria. She bowed and looked around at the crowd. A shadow in box five caught he eye. She looked at the box and saw the figure of a man completely dressed in black. He also wore half of a white mask. She gasped and closed her eyes. When she looked at the box again, he was gone.

After another bow, Nicole went to her dressing room. Patrons and others who congratulated her on her performance crowded her way. Finally in her dressing room, she sat down at the vanity. On top of the vanity she saw a red rose with a black ribbon tied around the stem. There was, also, a letter underneath the rose. She picked it up and read it.

Mademoiselle Turner,

Congratulations on your performance. Your voice is very good, but there are still many things you need to learn.

Your obedient servant,

O.G.

Nicole stared at the letter in wonderment. "So, the Opera Ghost is real," she thought. "I wonder why he's contacting me."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Nicole quickly put the letter and the rose in a drawer and said, "Come in." Madame Giry stepped into the room. Meg followed her mother in and immediately went to Nicole. Meg captured her friend in a huge hug.

"You were wonderful, my dear," Madame Giry said.

Nicole smiled at her ballet mistress. "Thank you, Madame," she said. " I wouldn't have been able to do it with out the encouragement you, Meg, and the young ballerinas gave me."

"Nicole, all we did was give you a push," Meg said. "You did the rest."

"You know what I mean," Nicole said.

Madame Giry stepped up to Nicole and hugged her. "We should go. I am sure you want to get out of that costume," said Madame Giry. Nicole nodded and Madame Giry and Meg left the room.

Nicole changed into a simple dark blue dress. She was going to leave, but the door was locked. "Who would want to lock me in," she thought. She took out her wand. "Alohamor," she started to say, but she heard someone singing.

"I am your Angel of Music. Come to me Angel of Music," a voice was singing.

Nicole turned and looked around the room. No one was there. Then she looked at the floor length mirror. It was glowing. She started walking toward it. She could clearly see a man in the mirror. The same man she saw in box five. He held his hand out to her, and she took it.

They walked through dark corridors that lead to the cellars of the opera house. Nicole kept starring at the man in front of her. Suddenly she realized something. "He's the Phantom of the Opera," she thought.

The Phantom kept turning his head and looking at Nicole. He thought she might vanish into thin air, but she was always there. He didn't want to lose her when had just found her.

After a while they came to the side of a lake. There was a black gondola waiting for them. The Phantom helped Nicole into the satin covered front seat of the gondola. He climbed in behind her, and steered them away from the shore.

Nicole looked around in wonderment. She had never been in the cellars before. There were faces on the wall. As she was looking around, she could feel the Phantom's eyes on her.

A gate opened up ahead of the gondola, and a black curtain was pulled back from both sides. Candelabras came up out of the water. The gondola finally reached shore.

The Phantom got out of the gondola, and took off his cloak. Nicole stared at him, still wondering why he had brought her here. He began to sing.

I have brought you

To the seat of sweet music's throne

To this kingdom

Where all must pay homage

To music, music

You have come here

For one purpose and one alone

From the moment I first heard you sing

I have needed you with me

To serve me to sing

For my music, my music

Night-time sharpens

heightens each sensation

Darkness stirs and

wakes imagination

Silently the senses

abandon their defenses

The Phantom helped Nicole out of the gondola and led her towards the organ.

Slowly, gently

night unfurls its splendor

Grasp it, sense it -

tremulous and tender

Turn your face away

from the garish light of day,

turn your thoughts away

from cold, unfeeling light -

and listen to

the music of the night

Close your eyes

and surrender to your

darkest dreams!

Purge your thoughts

of the life

you knew before!

Close your eyes,

let your spirit

start to soar!

And you'll live

as you've never

lived before

Softly, deftly,

music shall surround you

Feel it, hear it,

closing in around you

Open up your mind,

let your fantasies unwind,

in this darkness which

you know you cannot fight -

the darkness of

the music of the night

Let your mind

start a journey through a

strange new world!

Leave all thoughts

of the world

you knew before!

Let your soul

Take you where you

long to be!

Only then

can you belong

to me

The Phantom put his hand on Nicole's cheek. "What am I doing," he thought. "She's not Christine." No matter what he told himself, he couldn't stop. He turned Nicole around so that her back was against his chest.

Floating, falling,

sweet intoxication!

Touch me, trust me

savor each sensation!

Let the dream begin,

let your darker side give in

to the power of the music that I write -

the power of the music of the night

The Phantom moved away from Nicole, and went to the other side of the organ. He stretched out his hand to her. She took it without hesitation, but looked down at the floor as soon as she did. He lifted her chin to meet his gaze.

You alone can make my song take flight -

help me make the music of the night

Nicole continued to stare at the Phantom. He was surprised that she hadn't fainted, and it was clearly written on his face for a few seconds. "Is something wrong," Nicole asked.

"Nothing. The last person I sang that song to fainted," the Phantom replied.

"It takes more than a wonderful song to make me faint," Nicole said.

The Phantom nodded and sat down on the organ bench. "If you are ready, we can begin your lesson," he said. Nicole moved over to the organ and asked, "What is your name?"

Author's note

That's chapter five everyone. I told you the Phantom would be in this chapter. I'm sorry that it's been a while since I last updated. I had a lot of things on my mind. I have already started on the next chapter, but I'm not sure how I want to continue it. It may be a little while before my next update. Please review. All flames will be used to make a bonfire. He, he, he