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Characters: Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and guest star Shawn Spencer (from before the first season of Psych).

Song: Psych Musical Soundtrack (Original Cast); "(When You're) Making up a Song" performed by Shawn, Juliet, Gus, Mr. Yang and Lassiter.

Word prompt: Sandals.

"Sandals? Sandals! We don't need any stinking sandals."

"Auditions to be held this Saturday," Hermione murmured as she read the new poster that was pinned to the Gryffindor Common Room's bulletin board. Apparently Professor Dumbledore decided to reinstate the practice of putting on plays at Hogwarts. He had already greenlighted the drama club that Luna had spearheaded last month. Hermione tore the stripe of paper with the audition details off the poster and smiled as she folded it into her bag. Hermione had always wanted to act. Granted that had been a dream of hers before Hogwarts; but now was her chance to try her hand at being a thespian. "I better wear my lucky sandals just in case."

"Please don't make me do this 'Mione," Ron whined as he dragged his feet after his girlfriend to the Great Hall that had been redecorated for today's tryouts. A stage had been transfigured out of the head table at the end of the big hall. Rows of students were lined up awaiting their chance to audition. The headmaster's idea had been brilliant and obviously popular.

"Ronald, I have to have someone to read off to. And, as my boyfriend I thought you would be willing to help me more so than a stranger." The line had moved and she continued forward. Soon they were the next in queue. Ron's continuous grumbled mutterings told her he would read his part and that he agreed with her logic. Although, he did so reluctantly.

"Granger, Hermione." Called Professor Spencer, a professor who had begun teaching Muggle Studies that term. "Show me what you got. I want you to make up a song."

"What?" Hermione blanched. "I - I thought we would be reading lines, not -"

He waved her off and grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. "This will be a musical."

"A musical?"

"Yes."

"Which musical?"

"Sandals: the Music of Happy Feet."

Hermione opened and closed her mouth repeatedly stunned. Yep, that was the word. She thought. She was stunned.

"Is it like that Cats one?" Ron asked clearly interested.

"Similar. Except with more pineapples."

Hermione eyes grew even larger at this which caused the young American professor to chuckle. "Relax. Just sing a song." He gently supplied, his smirk now firmly in place.

"Just make up a song?" Hermione asked again bemusedly.

"Yep. Nothing can go wrong when you're making up a song." Professor Spencer added motioning for the pianist to begin playing a melody.

Hermione took a long breath and sang her heart out. She pulled her soul into the song, and was overjoyed when she got the lead part. Another dream come true.

Fini

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A/N: I had totally forgotten I had this one in my media player till it popped up. . . So, the randomness is blamed on the song that played while I wrote this. (And, I did have to replay the song three times to write this particular story.)

Written for both the iPod Shuffle Challenge and the Every Letter Has A Story Challenge (under week one, the R in HERMIONE is for Ron.)