Thanks for the reviews I asked for and here's the next chapter!
This is Hermione's dance number and a little somthing extra (I wanted to shove a nicer big stick in the middly of the road.) I hope you all like it and tell me what you think in a review (I want atleast ten this time before I upload the next chapter! Muahahaha, I am so evil)
Also special thanks Angelndevil1 for the idea of using Narcissa to help Hermione with her first audition! And thank's for those of you who've reviewed this story, you guys are my greatest inspiration.
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"Now it's just the twenty some-odd people ahead of me and then me," Hermione said quietly as she watched the next auditioner- who was a guy- perform his Russian folk dance. "Everything will work out great… I hope…"
Hermione paced back and forth behind stage as her time ran down, yet she still couldn't think of what she would do. She thought about doing her encore from that last night in The Nutcracker but she didn't have a partner to do it with. She thought about her other dances she'd created over the years but all the better, un-lame ones needed at least one partner.
"Hermione, are you okay?" Narcissa asked as she walked up to the obviously nervous girl with her son trailing reluctantly behind her. "You look freaked out."
"I don't know what to do," Hermione admitted as she stopped pacing and turned to look at the older woman, her eyes were pleading for help. "Most of my routines involve partners and the ones that don't are from when I was a kid and I haven't improved them at all so they suck really, really badly."
Narcissa thought for a couple second's before her eyes lit up with an idea and she turned around to look at her son. She grinned at him, a grin that terrified him so much he nearly bolted- nearly.
"Uh, Mom, why are you looking at me like that?" Draco asked backing up a foot. "You're creeping me out."
"Draco darling," Narcissa grinned even larger, even more evilly if it was even possible. "Can you do Mommy a really big favor?"
"Now it's time for the last audition of the night," the Announcer announced. "Performed as the Female lead in the hit play on Broadway for five years running starting at the age of thirteen; accepted in to Julliard at the age of sixteen. I am pleased to introduce you all to the one, the only, Hermione Jane Granger!"
The light's blacked out for nearly five seconds as the music started. A single spotlight trained on the back curtains, a lone shadow twirling gently and gracefully. As the music picked up a tiny bit the lights turned off again and another spotlight trained on the side of the stage and a figure clad in black danced onto the stage and froze as the music slowed again.
The lights turned off again, the tempo increased, the spotlight went to the opposite side of the stage and another figure emerged in a flurry of black and dark, dark green skirts. The lights turned on to show a male and female dancing towards each other as the music progressed each taking turns until they both met in the middle.
Suddenly the music changed into something with a much, much faster beat and the two figures started dancing together in what could only be called the Tango. In a flurry of legs they moved together so gracefully and beautifully that hardly anyone dared to breathe. The high sensuality of the dance only added to the beauty of it, the flawlessness of it…
Before anyone knew it the speed increased. And it didn't stop increasing either. Faster and faster they danced without pause and the audience was enraptured with them. No one dared blink for fear of missing even a tiny detail.
And as suddenly as it had started the music stopped dead in its tracks and the dancers froze, the woman grinning up at the male who was scowling down at her. No one moved or breathes for nearly five whole minutes until someone dared to take a tiny breath and suddenly the whole room was filled with applause and cheers and wolf-whistles.
"Whoop, go 'Mione," Ginny called as the twins wolf-whistled so loud that it nearly burst her ear drums.
"That was simply amazing," news reporter crowed excitedly next to the announcer who was nodding eagerly. "If she doesn't make it to the next round I'll be shocked to no end, but who is the guy and is the partnership even allowed?"
"It better be," the Announcer said. "Or else we're going to have a massive riot on our hands."
"Lucius honey, calm down before you burst a vain," Narcissa said soothingly to her husband who was panicking over what to do. "I will not raise my second child on my own and if I have to I will personally follow you in death and make your life after death absolutely miserable- after the baby's older that is; I refuse to leave it all alone in this world."
"But, but," Lucius tried to say something but Narcissa cut him off.
"No but's, Lucius," Narcissa said, her hand was over Lucius' mouth to keep him quiet. "I told her to do it since she was having a hard time deciding on her performance. I was also the one who blackmailed our son into being her partner."
As she took her hand from Lucius' mouth he spluttered, "That was Draco? Our Draco, Draco Malfoy? Since when can he dance like that? We never taught him to Tango!"
"Lucius remember when I'd go out on Thursday nights nearly four years ago and I'd being Draco with me. I said that I was going to visit the Parkinsons," Narcissa said, smirking a little. "Well, I lied. I was taking him to private dance lessons so that he could learn as many different types of dance. He was especially good at the Tango and Salsa."
"You evil, devious woman," Lucius said incredulously looking at his wife. "Do you know how much I love that about you?"
"You love it a lot and I know it," Narcissa smiled at her husband. "And you will allow this won't you?"
"I guess I have to," Lucius sighed. "Like the announcer said, there'll be a riot if I don't. And I'd also prefer to keep my wife in the same room as me at night."
Narcissa smiled happily at her husband; he was finally learning something after all those years of marriage.
"Oh my God, Hermione," Ginny squealed as she, Luna and their family ran over to Hermione backstage. "That was amazing! Who was the guy? Tell me, tell me, tell me!"
"Wasn't it obvious, Ginny," Luna giggled.
"Tell me," Ginny demanded along with Ron and the twins.
"It was Draco Malfoy," Luna and Hermione said together in absolute unison that usually only the twins could reach.
"Oh my God, was that really?" Ginny exclaimed.
"Yes, yes, that was me," Draco said dryly taking off the black hat with the dark green silk strip around the rim. "And before you say anything, my Mother blackmailed me for the first time in my life and made me do that. I will never do that again."
"Awe, why not Draco?" Blaise said coming up behind Draco with Harry and Theo. "You two looked amazing together; it was as if you two were literally made for each other."
"Because I dislike dancing with an untalented, low-class whores," Draco said meanly. Hermione's eyes snapped along with her temper. She walked up to him and looked him directly in the eyes.
"And I dislike dancing with High-class, spoiled assholes," Hermione said, her eyes as cold as ice as she slapped him across the face as hard as she could. "And we will both have to live because I will become the actress who acts as Selene Broadway, whether you like it or not."
And with that she stalked off as the guys laughed at Draco who was fuming. Ginny and Luna looked at Draco with disgust before following after their friend with their siblings and mothers trailing behind. Their father's however gave Draco a long lecture- which he promptly ignored in favor of glaring after the woman who'd dared to slap him- and then preceded to go and find Draco's parents.
Blaise grabbed Draco by the ear after the girls' fathers had walked off and dragged him into a nearby storage room to yell at him. Harry and Theo were standing guard outside the whole time, reluctant to enter the 'conversation'.
"If you don't straighten your act out and go apologize to Hermione this minute," Blaise threatened. "You can consider our friendship over."
"What?" Draco spluttered. "But she-"
"No buts," Blaise cut him off. "She had every right to call you those names- all of which were true- and to slap you and I hope that you will remember that mark and never repeat your actions. You are not a child Draco and I thought you'd been raised better than that. Seriously, calling a girl those names and such?"
Draco's eyes flashed in anger.
"I really thought that you were better than that, France," Blaise said in a disappointed tone. "But I guess I was wrong."
With that he turned around and exited the storage room with Harry and Theo following close behind him.
That night after everyone had gone to bed, Hermione was still up and pacing around the room she shared with Luna and Ginny. She was still furious at Draco for calling her that unspeakable name. She was furious at him for insulting her dancing. She hated his guts and she doubted that that hate would ever ebb.
"Hermione?" Luna's voice came from the bed closest to the bathroom. "Don't worry about it. As you said, Draco's an asshole and doesn't deserve your thoughts even in anger."
"I can't help it, Luna," Hermione fumed. "I'm so pissed off and I can't calm down no matter how hard I try."
"I know and I understand," Luna said getting up and putting on her lavender colored robe she'd gotten for her birthday the year before. "He insulted not only your dancing but you personally. Your dancing is your life and your everything. He shouldn't have done that no matter what he feels for you.
"You work your very hardest to perfect what you do," Luna continued walking over to Hermione and hugging her tightly. "He probably hasn't even worked half as hard as you ever. He's just a spoiled brat who has everything handed to him on a silver platter and has never had it hard. You have overcome so, so much in your life.
"You've been on Broadway since you were ten and at the age of thirteen you became the female lead. You are amazing and no one can deny it and even if they try, they're big fat liars," Luna said pulling away slightly to look her friend in the eye as the other friend snored really loudly. "So don't let what that complete asshole said get to you, because you are so much better than him. Now get some sleep so that tomorrow we can plan for the singing audition in a week."
"I love you," Hermione giggled. What Luna had said had helped her tremendously. "You're the bestest friend anyone could ask for."
"And don't forget Ginny," Luna giggled as Ginny gave a really big snore.
"We could never forget Gin," Hermione giggled too. "You're right, let's get some sleep."
Draco was pacing his room thinking about what had happened at the auditions. He knew Blaise was undoubtedly right because Blaise was always right. The problem was: how the hell was he supposed to apologize to Hermione?
"Ugh, this is totally helpless," he yelled irritated as he chucked a book from his bedside table across the room. "What am I supposed to say? 'Hello again Ms. Granger, I believe you may know me. I am the complete ass who called you a whore the other day and insulted your dancing. I just wanted to say I'm sorry'?
"Who in God Almighty's name would apologize like that Draco?" Draco was talking to and arguing with himself just like he had been since the storage closet. "When you see her next you'll go up to her and tell her that you are a stupid, idiotic and moronic bastard slash asshole. Oh wait she already knows that! Why does this have to be so damn hard?"
"Because women are incarnations of Hell," Lucius muttered from the doorway so low that his son couldn't hear. He'd been watching his son pace back in forth for nearly two whole hours and he had no clue how long before that he'd been pacing. Lucius was very amused by his son's insane rambling but he also felt sorry for his son because women could fight back very effectively- even more so that most males could.
A voice coughed behind Lucius and he slowly turned to see his wife standing behind him looking murderous. "So we're incarnations of Hell, huh?"
Lucius could barely say 'Shite!' before his lovely wife dragged him off by his ear and left their eldest son to his ramblings.
Later- after she'd finished with her husband- Narcissa walked back to her son's room with an icepack at hand and an open mind. "Knock, knock, may I come in?"
"Mom?" Draco said startled as he turned around fast enough to give a normal person whiplash. "Why're you here?"
"I live here, sweet," She said smiling then held out the icepack. "Here, put this on. It'll help reduce the swelling and the ace."
Draco grabbed the icepack from her and placed it on his cheek and sighed with relief at its coldness. "Thanks mom."
"It's what us Moms do when our idiotic sons goof up," Narcissa said rubbing her belly. "We help them make amends all the way up until they turn twenty-one."
"And what happens then?"
"We kick them out by their collars," Narcissa said so seriously that Draco almost believed her except for the mischievous twinkle in her eye.
"You cold hearted women," Draco joked hugging his mother with one arm. "I love you, now can you please help me? I'm ashamed of myself for doing this and I'm probably going to regret this a lot later, but I don't know what to do and if she does get the part of Selene she'll murder me!"
"So all you're worried about is your own life?" Narcissa said raising an eyebrow as she turned for the door.
"No, that's not it," Draco said quickly. "Arg, why is this so hard! I want to make amends because I was mad that you blackmailed me into doing that routine and I took it out on her when I shouldn't have. There, you happy?"
"Very," Narcissa said smiling. "My son has actually learned something."
"On second thought maybe I'd better go ask Dad," Draco said trailing off as he started for the door only to be tugged back and into a chair by his ear.
"Don't you dare," Narcissa said. "I'm right here and I'm the better choice seeing is how I am a woman myself and you men have no clue what us females really want. And besides, your father is a little preoccupied at the moment."
Draco paled and his mother went on to describe everything about reconciling with a woman and what absolutely NOT to do when reconciling with them.
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