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Piano. Jonathan was good in playing the piano. At least he has something to be really proud of himself and not something his father forced him to do. "We all have our differences" he replied to Kurumi. She doesn't like the piano, he likes playing the piano. His mother can play the violin sometimes, so they do duets from time to time especially at parties. But his mother didn't fancy the violin that much. Maybe he got that attitude from her or something.
Jonathan laughed softly. "father doesn't get along with anyone else" he smirked. Alexander getting along with someone is like a centaur finally becoming friends with wizards. yeah, Alexander would go well with his family but never quite to anyone I suppose. To him everything is like business. He knows you because you may be a client or something else. It's not that he loathe his father or anything, it's just that Jonathan and Alexander are like two pieces of broken art pieces that can never be glued together to become a perfect picture.
Wands are everything to wizards and witches, once it gets broken it's like part of them gets broken too. Jonathan has heard of this story before. He grew up in a family of purebloods so maybe he doesn't understand how a muggles' perspective when it comes to magic-- or to witches and wizards. Some people were abandoned because they couldn't accept that one of their family is 'different'. "she hates our own kind?" he didn't want to ask it at first but-- but Jonathan was always like that. When it came to magic, he does have his own certain principles about it.
Differences. It was one of those words that Kurumi really REALLY hated. She had been called hurtful variations of that all her life when everyone pointed out things about her that were different from the others. Parts that made her a freak compared to everyone. Her violet eyes. Her half blood. Her height. Her abilities. Many people had told her that those differences were not bad, but she old half believed them with what they had said. The only people she really believed had been Selina...but now Jonathan made her believe it too. Smiling, she rest her head against his chest as they continued to sway and twirl around the dance floor.
She laughed into his chest a bit with his comment about his father. Her mother didn't get a long with most people either, so they were even. Her mother was polite and gave off the appearance of being ideal and the perfect woman. No one is perfect though. She didn't comment though, and instead kept her head where it was on his chest and felt content.
And then he spoke again and she peeked up at him. His face was rather serious and she wasn't sure that she liked the tone in his voice. There really was no sense in trying to butter things up and make them seem less...serious. Less bleak. "
Yes," she nodded. There she had admitted something that she hadn't ever really admitted to herself. "
It...takes a lot of her to trust wizards, but she trusts my father." She stood on her tipy toes now so that she could rest a hand on his cheek. "
You have nothing to worry about, Jonathan."
She was close again, and her conversation with Selina came back to her. Just let things happen, do what's natural. Well...nothing seemed to be more natural than where she was right now. "
I know she will like you..." she whispered, her cheeks blushing a bit more. "
B-B-Because I really like you..." Kurumi closed her eyes and leaned forward a bit more, her hand moving from his cheek back to his collar bone.