Ladidah
Sep 2 2004, 12:07 PM
I kinda like the idea... Hmmm...
I was thinking about it and how I would write it, and I suppose I have some ideas... the thing is, I'm not sure that I have time to write it... Also, I don't recall the details of Romeo and Juliet (because I don't read books for classes), and therefore I don't really know what happens, except for the last chapter...
If I find the time I'll write something (or try it).
SamiJo
Sep 2 2004, 04:28 PM
I may have to do this one. It sounds very good, but another one that I am currently writing is like at I am soooo stuck I dont know how to finish it point and I want to finish it first. But I will write it at some point.
Ladidah
Sep 13 2004, 02:05 PM
Just a start...
“I’m sure you’re all well aware of why I have called you here today,” Dumbledore started, peering at the prefects in the room from behind his half-moon spectacles. Ginny glanced proudly around the room, excited to be a part of such an exclusive group of students.
“For a prefect’s meeting?” Ron asked blandly, seemingly uncertain as to what the purpose of this emergency prefect’s meeting was.
“Obviously,” Malfoy muttered under his breath as he looked at the redhead unfavorably. Ginny shot a glare in his direction, trying to degrade him for his derogatory remarks about her brother, but he did not even look at her. Incensed, she bitterly turned her eyes back to Dumbledore.
“Yes, Mr. Weasley—I have called you all here today for a prefects meeting, because it is now, more than ever, that we need unification between the four houses of Hogwarts.” He looked around the group meaningfully, meeting the gaze of each prefect one by one. Ginny felt privileged to be included as a prefect—following in the footsteps of three of her brothers. “I expect that each and every one of you will assist in forging a bond between your fellow classmates, regardless of which house they hail from.”
Ginny resentfully looked across the table at Malfoy, Pansy, and the other Slytherin prefects—if Dumbledore expected that she befriend them, he was gravely mistaken. There was far too much family feuds and hostility in their history for her to forgive them on the fly. She skeptically looked around the room, meeting the gazes of equally dubious students who clearly thought an amalgamation of Hogwarts schools, particularly Gryffindor and Slyterin, was highly unlikely.
“Therefore,” Dumbledore continued, ignoring the incredulous gazes in the room, “I propose that you, as prefects, establish some form of activity that would work to unite the school—”
“Like Quidditch?” supplied Ron, looking around the room superciliously.
“No, Mr. Weasley, Quidditch only expands the divergence between houses by promoting competition. What you prefects must decide is what sort of endeavor you wish to pursue that promotes the unification of all of the four schools.” Dumbledore stated as he glanced over his moon shaped eyeglasses.
“How about a ball?” simpered Pansy Parkinson gleefully, obviously reveling in the thoughts of a fabulous new dress and making herself beautiful. Ginny watched in disgust as Pansy shot a significant look in Malfoy’s direction, but he was too busy surveying his perfectly manicured nails to notice.
Dumbledore nodded slightly, “a ball is a plausible suggestion,” he started. Pansy suddenly looked very smug at Dumbledore’s approval of her idea. “However, there is no way to ensure that you will intermingle and socialize with each other.” He glanced around the room once more, “Does anyone else have any thoughts?”
Looking down at the table, Ginny struggled to think of an inspiration that would magically unite the students without her actually having to talk to Slytherins, but she was at a loss.
“Perhaps a show of some sort, which involves students from all houses,” Hermione started knowingly, “like a play or a performance.” She looked questioningly at Dumbledore, waiting for a response.
“A play…?” Ron started, apparently unsure of what that entailed.
“A play is when Muggles pretend to be different characters and act out a story—” Hermione defined promptly.
“Why the hell would they do something like that?” Malfoy drawled, smirking at the thought of such outlandish behavior. Ginny had to agree—why would Muggles squander their precious time by acting out other people’s lives?
“Muggles have been acting in plays since ancient times!” Hermione started, defending the Muggle art, “it’s a very well liked form of entertainment—“
“I think it’s a bloody waste of time,” Malfoy stated arrogantly.
Hermione shot Malfoy an evil look, but he disregarded her. Dumbledore looked knowingly around at the squabbling prefects, smiling slightly at their insignificant dispute. “A play is an excellent idea to promote harmony between houses,” Dumbledore stated firmly, glancing at Hermione who was busy glaring exasperatedly at Malfoy. However, at Dumbledore’s praising words she sat up proudly and looked around at the other prefects. Ginny sent Hermione an assuring smile as Malfoy scoffed bitterly across the room, muttering something about the impudence of ridiculous Mudbloods. Ginny almost wanted to get up and slap him for his disrespectful comments and insults—but slapping him would require that she touch him—and Ginny was not fairly certain she did not want to subject herself to such torture.
After several more minutes of nonsensical arguments, it was established that they would rehearse and perform a play for the school. The prefects had mixed views on the ideas, but no one had a strong argument against it other than ‘it’s a complete waste of time.’ It was decided that all of the prefects had to participate in some form, by either acting or developing scenery, and students who were not prefects would either be selected for roles by teachers, or given the chance to audition. Overall, Ginny was fairly skeptical that performing a Muggle play would accomplish anything aside from giving the entire school reason to ridicule the prefects for their horrendous acting skills. Perhaps it would unite the school by giving everyone a common topic to laugh about.
Dumbledore concluded the meeting by telling the prefects to go research Muggle plays and to choose one or two stories to nominate at their next meeting where they would determine what play they would have to enact. Nodding his head in a farewell gesture, Dumbledore swept out of the room and down the hall.
Yea, so, tell me what you think...?
peanutbutterperfect
Sep 14 2004, 11:34 AM
oh yay! More soon more soon!!! Great start!!! Thanks for taking up my challange!