HOSPITAL WING - SUNDAY 7TH SEPTEMBER - 9:35AM
"Ginny, tell me it's not true?" questioned Hermione as she came storming into the Hospital Wing, past Ron and Harry, all of them wearing full Gryffindor quidditch gear, "A fire?"
Ginny groaned, lying on the medical bed with a towel wrapped around her head.
Ron glared at Hermione "Back off, she can't remember a thing," Hermione glared back at him, then turned to Harry.
"Is that true?"
"It is, she can't remember a thing from last night," Harry quickly pulled Hermione aside and whispered, "And strangely enough neither can Theo, Dean, Blaise or Seamus," Hermione widened her eyes, "Even Draco's memory is a bit foggy too,"
"But they didn't go off on a fire-making rampage," hissed Hermione.
"The teachers think someone gave her something more," Harry gestured towards the teachers who were huddled in a corner on the wing.
"Oi! What are you two whispering about?" questioned Ron.
"Nothing!" They both said. Ron was about to say something when the Hospital Wings banged open.
"What the actual fuck, Weasellette? A fire?" questioned Blaise. Ginny groaned louder.
Draco sighed, "Lay off the ginger weasel. We've already got to tell her about the song,"
"You can't really call me the ginger weasel anymore" Ginny unwrapped the towel around her hair and winced at the shocked look of all her friends. Ron grimaced and attempted to put on a look of surprise.
"It's... Malfoy white" whispered Harry. Draco glared at him.
"I am literally engorged with disgust and attraction," Pansy pondered, receiving a glare from Harry.
"Back off," hissed Harry.
"Oh shut up, I'm as straight as can be," Everyone exchanged unsure looks at Pansy's statement.
"Wait hold on what's this about a song? About me?"
"Yeah about how you set fire to a classroom," grimaced Seamus.
"Yeah and sorry to say but it was really, really catchy. And it will probably be stuck in my head for a long time," admitted Dean ducking his head, when Ginny glowered at him. Luna laughed.
"Now we're triplets. Me, Ginny and Draco," Ron opened his mouth, probably to say something rude to her when Madame Pomfrey came, followed by the teachers.
"No, no, no, too many of you out, out!"
"Isn't this a strange mix of students," chuckled Dumbledore.
"Don't you all have tryouts to be getting too," chided Professor McGonagall. She turned to Draco and Harry, "And I'm sure you two are captains this year," Draco and Harry looked at each other then ran to the door, fighting each other to be the first out of the door.
"They do know that there is enough space for the both of them... right?" asked Sue.
"Idiots," sighed Hermione.
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GRYFFINDOR GIRLS' LOCKER ROOM - SUNDAY 7TH SEPTEMBER - 9:54AM
Hermione smiled as she heard the music startup. She finished her laces on her shoes and stood up.
"I'm fired up
Tryouts today
I'm going to blow 'em away yeah
Narcissa says I can't go wrong no
As long as I keep this on oh
Gryffindor's been the best like forever
Friends counting on me no pressure
Quidditch's in my friends' genes
Come on let's do this thing" Hermione sang as she grabbed her Thunderbolt VI and makes her way to the Quidditch Pitch.
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