It's been brought to my attention that the Room of Requirement might already have a VCR and speakers and stuff, but it's necessary to the plot that it doesn't. I'm sure there are going to me a lot of questionable things in my stories ;P but I just sort of . . . write them. You know, go with the flow. Also sometimes I forget older details that I change later. Also many thanks to NO FEAR SHAKESPEARE without which I would never have made it through Julius Caesar!

I ran my finger across the spines of the books on the shelf in front of me. Muggle Technology, Muggle Magic, Electricity and Other Muggle Achievements, nothing I could really use. Sighing, I settled into my seat and pulled out the tape from my bag. Okay, so the sound is in this tape, it's recorded, but it needs to come out . . .

"Hermione." I jumped a little at the voice, but turned around.

"Draco?" I said politely, deciding not to remark on the use of my first name.

"Blaise is coming, too. You know, to watch the thing." Blaise was standing a little bit behind Draco, but he moved in front of him to sit next to me.

"I love Shakespeare. My mother had a phase in which she was obsessed with Muggle literature." He rolled his eyes, and I laughed a little.

"Well, that's great! The more the merrier! I found a little theatre in the Room of Requirement. Some of my friends are coming too." Draco groaned a little. "It's, like, the modern version, though, so it might be a little confusing. You know, they use guns instead of swords and cars instead of carriages."

"So, what are you doing in the Muggle section of the library? You obviously know all about them . . ." Blaise asked. Draco sighed and sat across from me.

"Well, I'm trying figure out how to make the sound come out of the tape. I got the picture, it's clear, it's bright, it's beautiful, but . . . the sound is kind of the only reason we're watching it. It's the sound that's Shakespeare, not Leo DiCaprio running around shooting people." They looked a little confused at that. "Anyway, I can't make the sound come out of the tape itself, so I need to find something I can make it come out of."

"Why don't you use, like, a radio or something?" Draco asked.

"That's genius! Why didn't I think of that?" I grabbed their wrists and pulled them out of the library.

"Where are we going?" Blaise asked, sounding amused.

"The Room of Requirement. There's this room in there full of random junk people left over the years." I paced in front of it with a new spring in my step until the door started forming. "Help me find a radio or something," I ordered. We searched for a few minutes, unsuccessfully due to my easily distracted mind.

"Look at this stuff! I don't even know what half of it is!" I said excitedly. A tower of mysterious knick knacks toppled over to reveal Malfoy holding an old portable radio.

"Whoops," he said, looking down at the mess. I hurried over to him and grabbed the radio.

"This just might work. Blaise! We got one!" I shouted. Blaise emerged from behind a pile of old books wearing something on his head I assumed was supposed to be a hat at one point, a fur cape and holding a rusty sword.

"You look awesome," Draco said, laughing. Blaise held up his sword dramatically.

"Come on, let's go see if we can make this work," I said, shoving his shoulder affectionately. As soon as we exited and the door dissolved, I conjured up the theater. "Okay, so instead of projecting the picture, we need the sound, so it won't be too different. Draco, let me use your wand."

After a few minutes of tweaking, I was able to get some static out of the radio. "Ooh! Ooh! I think we got it!" I adjusted the position of the wand, the tape, the radio, and tweaked a few of the knobs until the sound came out clear as if she were speaking to us live. With a flick of my wand, we were able to see and hear the lady on the TV; "What here shall miss, our toil will strive to mend." I stopped it before it gave too much away, squealing excitedly. "This is great! We're ready!"

Later that night . . .

Blaise and Draco sat next to each other in the back, behind Neville, Harry, and Luna. I sat between Ginny and Ron, chatting animatedly to Ginny about one of the most famous love stories of all time. When Lavender finally arrived, she forced Ron to sit next to Blaise on the back row so she could sit closer to Ginny, Luna and I, and I started the movie.

By the end, Ginny, Lavender, and I were in tears (I think Neville was, too) and Ron was asleep. I turned it and we woke Ron by applauding loudly (except the Slytherins). Ginny and Lavender started firing questions at me.

"So," I turned challengingly on Draco. "What did you think of that?" To my surprise, he smirked.

"It was . . . okay."

"Ha! You say that now, but later, when you're all alone in your bed, you'll be thinking about it, then you'll cry!" Lavender said. We all laughed, even Draco. Except Ron, he was still kind f groggy.

"What language were they speaking?" Ron complained.

"Old English. Don't worry, Ron, Shakespeare's not for everyone," I said, patting him sympathetically. "Next time, we won't invite you."

"What? Next time? There's more?" he asked, glancing suspiciously at Draco.

"Well, maybe. I have a lot of movies. I'm pretty sure the only other Shakespeare I have is A Midsummer's Night's Dream or whatever, but we could always watch a couple of Disney classics!" I clapped excitedly. Ginny definitely needed to see Cinderella. "Besides, Disney may be a little easier to understand. The Disney princess movies are in, like, old times, without technology and stuff."

"Sounds like a plan," Blaise said. "I hereby declare Friday night Movie Night!"

"You should say that with your sword and cape," Draco chuckled. I laughed too, telling Ginny it was a private joke.

"I'll ask my mom to send the Disney princess ones." I said. "If any of you have heard of a Muggle movie, let me know and I'll see if I can get it."

Sorry it was short but I gotta be somewhere and I haven't uploaded in a while so I wanted to put something up.