Day Eight (Harry and Lord Voldemort as Romeo & Juliet) by @Dramione is adorable
Ariana pecked my hand and woke me up.
"Am I late?", I asked her, as if she could answer.
However, the alarm clock gave me right and I hurriedly stood up. Luckily, I had chosen my clothing the day before and quickly got changed. Ariana let the letter fall and jumped towards her food. The letter in my hand, I jumped down the stairs, wishing Lord Voldemort would have showed me how to hover. Narcissa was sitting in the common room and the 'family reunion' was on my mind again. Ariana suddenly flew into the kitchen, dropped a small, folded piece of paper onto the kitchen counter and sat down on my shoulder triumphant. Add Dumbledore? Ariana took the letter I wrote and flew away. Deja-vu like, I disarmed Dumbledore, just as I had done with Narcissa.
"You'll enjoy today, I think.", I told them as I read the actual letter and grinned.
How did people even come up with stuff like that? My grin widened, as Lord Voldemort entered the kitchen. I always jumped, waiting for Percy to finish breakfast.
"My dear friends, @Dramione is adorable-", I begun reading but was interrupted by groans.
"It's not about you two.", I snapped and looked at Draco and Hermione, "In fact, @Dramione is adorable , dares Harry and you-know-who, to perform a Romeo & Juliet scene of my choice. I chose a short part out of Act 1, Scene 5. The scripts are here, Harry, you will be Juliet. You will have time until after lunch, until you will have to perform it correctly. @Dramione is adorable wishes the rest of you fun and she threatens 'Voldy Moldy' to be her next victim, if he should complain."
Both of them started reading the script immediately, Harry was obviously the faster one.
"KISS?", he choked, disgusted, "You got to be kidding me. Why are you so unbelievably sadistic?"
The anticipation rose until lunch. While I prepared lunch, all of the others, apart from the two actors of course, build up a small stage for them. Together we enjoyed our spaghetti and took seat in the living room, Ginny sitting in first row. The window blinds were closed and the light shone directly at the improvised stage. Harry and Lord Voldemort entered the stage, Lord Voldemort taking Harry's hand, whom was having a rose between his lips.
“If I profane with my unworthiest hand, this holy shrine, the gentle sin is this:”, Lord Voldemort spoke and paused dramatically, “My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand, to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.”
“Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, which mannerly devotion shows in this, for saints have hands that pilgrims’ hands do touch and palm to palm is holy palmers’ kiss.”, Harry replied, without hesitating the least.
“Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?”, Lord Voldemort asked.
“Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.”, Harry responded, half mumbling through his gritted teeth, as he wouldn't let the rose fall.
“O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray; grant thou, lets faith turn to despair.”, Romeo – eh, Lord Voldemort – required.
"Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.", Harry explained.
"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.", Lord Voldemort exclaimed and kissed Harry, "Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged."
"Then have my lips the sin that they have took.", Harry wanted to know.
"Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.", Lord Voldemort requested and kissed Harry again.
Bellatrix didn’t look too pleased but Fred and George grinned just as widely, as I did.
“@Dramione is awesome , this was not funny at all.”, Bellatrix and Lord Voldemort said in unison, what made Bellatrix blush.
Harry was too busy, washing out his mouth, to complain, Ginny stroke his back.
I gave a small laugh, before I left.