If We Fall in Love Chapter 9: Simple Plan, a harry potter fanfic

Chapter 9: Simple Plan

Hermione's POV

"Great rehearsal, everyone!" Professor Vesta greeted after our final run through. The performance was tomorrow. It's all happened so fast. Everyone had surprisingly gotten along well and we were just a bunch of friends who loved music. It's all thanks to this project.

"Are you sure we can do this?" I asked Draco when we were back to our dormitory, cuddling together on the couch. The past few weeks have been amazing, and it was all thanks to him. Suddenly I wondered if I had a different partner and if there was a different Head Boy. Would it still be like this?

"Of course we can," he reassured, playing with a lock of my curly hair. "The song you wrote was great."

"You mean 'we,'" I argued.

"All the better," he replied, smiling down on me and kissing my nose lightly. "Besides, it was still your idea." I was about to say something but he put a finger on my lips before I even made a sound. "Mione, let's not argue any more about this, okay? We're great. You're great."

Mione . . . even after all this time, butterflies still flutter in my stomach every time he says my name. It was a good feeling, and I wondered what the world would be like if he wasn't the one here by my side.

"I'm still nervous," I mumbled.

"Don't be," he replied. He took my face in his two hands and kissed me on the lips softly. "Feel better?" I was too speechless so I just nodded. Draco gave a chuckle, seeing the state he left me in after just one peck on the lips.

I basically floated to my room that night. I slept easily and dreamed of Draco, except now there was happiness in the place of guilt and sadness.

"Are you finally ready?" he asked when we walked to the Great Hall holding hands. I didn't say anything. Everyone was sitting with their concert partners, so we sat together with the other seventh years. Some were still doing vocal exercises and tuning their instruments.

In around a few hours we arrived at the backstage of the Quidditch Pitch, which was set up as a concert arena for tonight only. The stage rose a few meters above the ground. There was a catwalk in the middle which stretched out to a smaller stage. There were seats all around the pit and in front of the smaller stage. I estimated that it could seat roughly ten thousand people. At the main stage, the lower years that were also in the project as crew were setting up lights and doing final touches on the design. All of us performers were sitting on the main stage and waiting for Professor Vesta and Bacchus.

"This is it," Professor Vesta said, her voice hinting nervousness. Bacchus was right behind her. "This is the day we've all been waiting for."

"You have prepared for this the whole year," Bacchus said. "In a few hours you are about to execute a performance that should be able to skyrocket you to stardom. Enjoy your thirty seconds of fame because frankly, not everyone is given the chance that you have now. Live your moment, because after thirty seconds, they might not remember you anymore. Own your spotlight because this could be your first and last chance.

"Now—ARE YOU READY?" he asked, his voice suddenly booming. Everyone cheered in agreement. "Let's get this concert on!"

We exited the stage and went to our dressing rooms to rest. After thirty minutes we were called back onstage for sound check. At around five in the afternoon, we were all beginning to prepare. The hall will be filled with students and music lovers and teachers and guests. Imagining that probably wasn't good. I paced up and down the corridor outside my and Draco's dressing room, anxiously running the lyrics and notes over and over my head.

"Mione, love, chill," Draco said, peeping out of the room. "We'll do fine."

"I can't help but be nervous," I said. He put an arm around my waist and led me back into the room and onto the couch.

"It's just pre-show jitters," he said. He kissed my forehead. "We'll be okay."

One of the stage managers popped his head inside the door. "Show starts in five, guys, good luck." I breathed heavily in and out and Draco nodded in thanks. I began taking deeper breaths. The minutes ticked by and soon enough, the arena was already filled by an audience roaring for the show to start.

Another stage manager poked his head into our room, this time to lead us to the lifts that were placed under the stage.

"THREE! TWO! ONE!" the crowd screamed. The band began playing and soon the platforms we were standing on began moving. All of the students were there, waving banners and conjuring sparks that bore our names.

Bright bright, turn off the lights
We're gonna lose our minds tonight
What's the deal-o

I love when it's all too much
Five AM turn the radio up
Where's the rock and roll

Party crasher, penny snatcher
Call me up when you are gangster
Don't be fancy, just get dancing
Why so serious

So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways
All my underdogs
We will never be, never be
Anything but loud and nitty gritty
Dirty little freaks

Won't you come on and come on and
Raise your glass
Just come on and come on and
Raise your glass for me

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Professor Vesta announced. "Presenting Hogwarts first and only Muggle-style singing group, The Renegades!" The crowd cheered even louder. We went off and broke in pairs as we did in the rehearsals.

"Harry Potter and Parvati Patil!" The crowd cheered as Harry grabbed the electric guitar that was thrown to him by a stage manager. Parvati grabbed a bedazzled microphone.

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

"Ronald Weasley and Millicent Bulstrode!"

I know sometimes it's gonna rain,
But baby can we make up now
cause' I can't sleep through the pain (can't sleep through the pain)
girl I don't want to go to bed, mad at you
and I don't want you to go to bed, mad at me
no I don't want to go to bed mad at you
and I don't want you to go to bed, mad at me (oh noo)

"Blaise Zabini and Ginny Weasley!"

Can we bring yesterday back around?
Cause I know how I feel about you now
I was dumb, I was wrong, I let you down
But I know how I feel about you now

"Seamus Finnigan and Lavender Brown!"

'Cause I can't help it if you look like an angel
Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain so
Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you
Can't help it if there's no one else
Mmm, I can't help myself

"Dean Thomas and Pansy Parkinson!"

Cause baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again
Yeah, baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again
So dance, dance, like it's the last, last night of your life, life
Gonna get you right
Cause baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again

"Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger!"

Somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it
At all

The tune changed back into the original arrangement.

"Oh shit, my glass is empty!" Ron said, walking to the middle of the stage.

So if you're too cool for school
And you're treated like a fool
You can choose to let it go
We can always, we can always
Party all night long

So raise your...

So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways
All my underdogs
We will never be, never be
Anything but loud and nitty gritty
Dirty little freaks

Won't you come on and come on and
Raise your glass
Just come on and come on and
Raise your glass for me

The crowd cheered loudly as the last of the fireworks set around the stage exploded. We stood in place for a while and then the lights were dimmed. We left and went to the backstage as a spotlight was focused on Professor Vesta and Bacchus. It was time to change into our performance costumes. After dressing, the program was formally started by them. There was a big screen in the backstage so we could watch whatever what was happening. Harry and Parvati were up first with their rock number. After Harry struck the final chord on his guitar, the crowd roared widely.

"See, how can we top that opening?" I said, still on the couch with Draco right beside me. He chuckled softly and kissed the top of my head.

"We're finale for a reason, love," he said. Ron and Millicent stood up to prepare, and we applauded as Harry and Parvati entered the room. I never knew that she had that kind of range.

Blaise and Ginny performed after them, followed by Seamus and Lavender. Dean and Pansy came next. Draco and I prepared backstage when they were just about to finish their song. When the crowd cheered for them, I felt my body stiffen. We were up.

"This is it," he sighed. He swung his guitar over his shoulder and grasped my hand, giving me a small squeeze of reassurance. When we were prepared, the slowly brightening lights focused on us and the crowd cheered, waved banners and conjured sparks. I ran my fingers over the keys of the grand piano and began playing.

There will be no ordinary days for you
If there is someone who cares
Like I do

You have got no reason to be sad anymore
I'm always ready with a smile
With just one glimpse of you

You don't have to search no more
Coz I am someone who will love you for sure
so

If we fall in love
Maybe we'll sing this song as one
If we fall in love
We can write a better song than this
If we fall in love
We will have this melody in our heads
If we fall in love
Anywhere with you would be a better
Place..

You can watch sad movies in a different light
Coz I will be right there beside you
Huggin you so tight(oh so tight)

Your hands will never felt so cold and empty again
Coz I will keep on holding on
And won't let go(never let you go)

You don't have to search no more
Coz I am someone who will love you for sure
so

Feels so good when you're around
One smile from you
Make my days feel so right

I exhaled heavily as the crowd cheered. We'd done it! And the crowd loved it! I took Bacchus's advice to heart and closed my eyes, enjoying my thirty seconds of fame, living in my dream and owning the spotlight.

Well, with Draco, of course.

Draco's POV

"Can I open my eyes now?" I asked out loud.

"Not yet!" Hermione called in a singsong voice, probably the sweetest sound in the whole world.

"Honestly, love, there's no superstition saying we'd break up if I saw your dress before the ball," I said with a laugh.

"Well, I'm not taking any chances!" she said. I heard the door close. "Alright, open them."

I blinked my eyes open and saw an angel in front of me. Am I dead?

"What?" the angel asked in Hermione's voice. Oh, it was Hermione.

"You look stunning," I mumbled.

"So, that's it? That's what the great Malfoy says?" she teased. "You're my freaking boyfriend, you're supposed to be better than that!""

"Alright, fine. You look like an angel. When you walked out I thought I was dead," I replied hurriedly. "Now come on, we'll be late!"

I basically didn't let go of her the whole night, but I bended the rule when it came to Weasel King and Scar head. I owed them.

"You look beautiful," I said to her for the nth time as we swayed to the music.

"Thanks," she replied with a stunning smile.

"What were you and Potter talking about earlier?" I asked. He was whispering into her ear that time. I was feeling a bit threatened.

"He just gave us his blessing," she replied.

"Blessing?" I scoffed. "Who is he, your father?"

Hermione laughed. "He just says he's okay with us—"

"As if he can do anything if he says otherwise," I scoffed.

"—as long as you make me happy," she said.

"I am, aren't I?"

"But if you make me cry, he says you'll be dead before you could say Quidditch," she said. "And that they'll break your nose for me."

"That won't be happening," I said. She laughed and then tightened her arms around my neck, snuggling closer to me as we continued to sway. I looked over and found Potter dancing with Weaselette. He caught my eye and I gave him a nod for thanks. "He's grown on me, you know." The song ended and the kid who was DJ-ing for the night looked at me. I gave him the go-signal. "I have a surprise for you," I said.

"Really?"

"As much as I like dancing with you, I really want to sing tonight as well," I said. The band began playing and she looked over at the stage, maybe expecting some sort of video of me singing. I rolled me eyes.

What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time

'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
And it's you and me and all other people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you

"Don't cry, your face will mess up," I whispered to her.

"You're a crazy Slytherin," she said.

"I know," I replied proudly.

There's something about you now
I can't quite figure out
Everything she does is beautiful
Everything she does is right

'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
And it's you and me and all other people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you

And me and all other people with nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it's you and me and all other people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you

What day is it?
And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive

I held her tightly in my arms and whispered into her ear.

"I love you."

She rested her face on the crook of my neck and whispered, "I love you too."

And then everything clicked into place.

Simple Plan: Perfect, Addicted To You, Welcome to My Life

And...scene!

Thank you guys so much for the patience and for being here all this time! Now that you've finished reading this, why don't you check out the Best Thing I Never Had?

See you in the next DraMione!

Love and Sugar Quills,

~mspolapotter