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Macavity
"Aye...I do. What's it to ye?" Gideon remarked with a smirk back at her, giving up on the clearly fake innocent act. No point in prolonging it for no real reason other then to bug his girlfriend for however long he could and annoying her enough to leave him for the rest of the trip. He already figured there might be a chance of her disappearing to the prefect's compartment at one point.
The older boy followed Selina to the compartment as she took the lead from him, letting her close the door behind him once they were both inside. Looking at his options, Gideon opted to take the seat across from her so they could talk better , being the only ones in the compartment rather then how they had been on the ride home two months before. His sachel placed at his feet and the guitar absently accross his lap for the moment.
He tried to think back in time for an answer, the years kinda blending together at the moment. "A few years," he finally answered, "though seeing as I mostly play during the summer its not that much. Thought I'd chance bringing it to school this term...maybe offer some break from school work and quidditch," he explained, adding the last with a shrug. Gideon knew with OWLS at the end of ther term, he just might need a relaxing hobbie to keep him from getting too stressed.
She snuggled her back up against the seat in the compartment as Gideon found his way in. He finally sat across from her and laid his guitar and sachel on his lap. It was kind of nice just being the two of them in the compartment, not that she did not like her other friends, but sometimes it was just nice to be alone. Especially because they got on so well. Although she was still slightly embarrassed that she did not know he played the guitar. Of course, it never came up in conversation. Like now she was not sure if he knew that she played the flute- the most random instrument in the world.
A few years. Well that was still more than she knew. And he seemed pretty comfortable with it on his back so she was not exactly buying his whole modest story, but when he said he would be playing it more this term she smiled. She crossed her feet Indian style on the seat and then asked,
"Can you play me something?"