A/N: I know what you all are thinking… oh no not ANOTHER Harry Potter Musical. But please just give this a chance… I think that I put a good spin on the story. So please just read this first chapter (that's really a prologue) and tell me what you think. By the way this takes place during the sixth book… it may or may not follow the story… I haven't quite decided yet…
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter nor anything else that might show up in this chapter. All I own is a little bit of the plot… which really isn't that much…
Harry Potter: A Hot New Musical!
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all clustered in the Gryffindor Common Room. The kids just started their sixth year at Hogwarts and were eagerly anticipating tomorrow's classes.
"What do you suppose is gonna happen this year guys?" Ron asked his friend casually. The other two stopped to think for a moment. Finally Hermione spoke.
"Well whatever is to come this year I hope that it's exciting… fresh… and unexpected." The two boys nodded in agreement. No amount of thought could prepare the trio for what happened next. Suddenly there was a loud BANG and the Common Room disappeared. The entire school disappeared as a matter of fact. Shocked beyond words, Harry, Ron, and Hermione found themselves on a rather large stage facing a red curtain.
"Oh my gosh!" Hermione exclaimed excitedly. "It's the Opera Populaire!" she squealed, disbelief shining in her eyes.
"What are you on about Hermione?" Ron asked irritably. He hated it when Hermione knew something that he didn't… which meant that he was irritable a lot. Harry ignored Ron though and instead turned to Hermione, recognition showing on his face.
"I think I've heard of that… isn't this where the Opera Ghost is supposed to live in that play?" Hermione nodded vigorously, her bushy hair flinging everywhere wildly.
"The Phantom of the Opera… that was the name of the musical by Andrew Lloyd Webber," Hermione breathed. Ron just looked at Harry and Hermione in confusion.
"What's this about a Phantom?" a nearby voice sneered. There was no mistaking that voice, when the trio turned around there was Draco Malfoy. He was leaning casually against a pillar and had a characteristic smirk plastered on his face. Ron also had a characteristic feature on his face, a scowl as deep as the Pacific and ears as red as his hair. Harry and Hermione rather looked angry but not quite so much as Ron.
"What the bloody hell are you doing here Malfoy?" Ron snarled dangerously, curling a fist threateningly. Draco's smirk just grew at Ron's anger.
"Put that fist down before you hurt someone Weasley," Malfoy said in amusement. "Did you three think you were special or something? I'm sure that the whole school is here somewhere." As though to prove Draco's point, there came a high pitched cry from somewhere behind the stage.
"Ron? Hermione? Harry? Anyone?" a feminine voice called and Harry recognized it as Ginny Weasley, Ron's sister.
"Gin, come on we're over here on the stage!" Ron shouted worriedly to his sister.
"Ah so the Weasley brat managed to make it eh?" Draco sneered at Ron. If it hadn't been for Hermione's hand on Ron's shoulder he would've slugged Malfoy.
"Oh Ron, you're here! I was worried that I was alone!" Ginny cried out and hugged her brother fiercely. Ron just looked puzzled and awkwardly patted his sister's shoulder. After that all sorts of people showed up, including Neville, Luna, Seamus, Dean, Crabbe, Goyle, and tons of people that the Golden Trio had never even met before. Harry, Ron, and Hermione all looked at each other helplessly. The rest of the school looked to them to do something but the trio was at a complete loss as to what to do. Suddenly, a small letter that was carefully sealed floated gracefully to the ground for everyone to see. Harry could feel all eyes on him so he went cautiously and picked up the letter. He nervously tore open the seal and began to read out loud.
My Dear Guests,
I'm terribly sorry about the trouble. There was a bit of a mix-up… I honestly meant to grab those weird people from LOST… they deserve a break from that island. Anyway, as soon as the rest of your school shows up the show will begin, literally. You see there will be a little production going on tonight, a little something I like to call Harry Potter: A Hot New Musical, and you all are the stars! Don't try and fight the urge to sing, it will only come out anyway. Also a little word of warning, your deepest secrets and emotions will be portrayed by popular Broadway songs. So be prepared for the whole school to know what you are thinking. Now you all should be here by now so let the show begin!
O.G., or The Phantom, or Angel of Music, or Erik… whatever is easiest
Harry looked at the letter in shock… he wasn't quite sure what to make of it. The entire stage was filled with a stunned silence, except for the poorly stifled squeals from Hermione and several other phangirls. Even Malfoy looked shocked and confused, which really says something. Suddenly Harry felt something growing deep inside of him… it felt like… the need for… song!
"Oh no!" Harry cried and tried to force the song down as it tried to escape from his throat. It was clear that everyone else felt this strange new development for they were wildly clutching their throats or stomachs, trying to get rid of the song. To everyone's horror the early strains of the overture began and the audience began to clap enthusiastically.
"When did the audience show up?" Harry thought to himself but quickly brushed that thought aside as the red curtain began to pull up and the lights dimmed.
A/N: I originally wasn't going to make this a Phantom thing but… yeah it just happened. Okay anyway, I will be using songs that are as appropriate to the characters as possible though I might throw in something from left field to liven it up. I hope that this comes across as slightly humorous but also kind of serious. Thanks and please review!