A/N: Sorry if this is a bit unoriginal....it's not a Christmas Carol parody, exactly, because I'm not actually going to write out the script. This is going to focus mostly on the behind-the-curtain stuff. Next part should be up soon...it's not written, yet, but I have it mostly planned on. As always, I own nothing. And please, R/R if you like it!

"Some party, huh?" Ron yawned, making his way down to the Great Hall with his two best friends. Last night had been the annual Halloween feast, and everyone was still in a state of somewhat exhausted euphoria.

Harry groaned slightly in response. "Yes, but I'm sure I ate way too many Chocolate Frogs. I don't think I'm up to eating breakfast this morning..."

"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day." Hermione said matter-of-factly, sitting down at the Gryffindor table. Harry was about to reply when Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat. The room was soon quieted as they waited for the Headmaster to speak.

"Everyone, I have an announcement to make. I'm sure most of you are familiar with Dicken's classic story of A Christmas Carol..." There were several nods from around the room; the most blank faces came from Slytherin purebloods. "Well, although the holidays are still a couple of months away, Hogwarts is going to be holding auditions for the play form of A Christmas Carol. They will be next Friday, open to both students and staff. Thank you!" Dumbledore sat back down, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief.

The Hall was immediatly exploding with conversation. "I've always wanted to be in a play...." Ron said thoughtfully, chewing his scrambled eggs. A snort was heard from behind him.

"You? Audition for a play?" Draco sneered, on his way out of the Great Hall. "The whole lot of you Gryffindor's couldn't survive in a theatre if your life depended on it."

"Think the Slytherin's can do better?" Harry said angrily, getting to his feet. Without waiting for a response, he added, "Out of Gryffindor and Slytherin, the member that gives the best performance earns twenty galleons for their house." The words surprised Harry, but he said them before giving the matter thorough thought. Draco grinned maliciously.

"You're on, Potter. I'll see you and all your little friends at the auditions, then." With a final smirk, Malfoy walked off, closely flanked by Crabbe and Goyle. Hermione turned to Harry.

"What did you just DO?" she hissed frantically. Harry shrugged.

"Don't worry about it....you know the lot of us can act better than them any day." he replied confidantly, getting up from the table. Ron nodded in agreement, but Hermione was shaking her head.

"Harry, don't you get it?" she said, exasperated. "Most of the Slytherins are from very high-class families....they KNOW the theatre, and most of them have got to be excellent actors to lie as well as they do." Harry blanched slightly, but shrugged again.

"Eh, no matter. We'll win." he said with more confidance than he felt.