So he had seen this door before while going to Flailsteeds office or to the lessons but he had never actually been in there before. And as a Gryffindor, he was very curious as to what was on the other side of that door.

Opening it up, the third year was greeted with a ......pretty normal looking room... Actually, it looked a room they had in his house. Talk about dissapointment , he had thought that the man had atleast his freezing ray in here.

He walked further and after a quick look around he noticed the grand piano in the corner. HE TOTALLY KNEW HOW TO PLAY THE PIANO BY THE WAY. He had had lessons as a kid that his aunt gave him back home. With a grin, the Gryffindor sat on the small bench in front of it, cracked his knuckles and pressed the keys on the piano creating a melody.

AKA. Slamming his fingers on the keys , making an AWEFUL melody that wasn't even a melody. Yeah, he had had lessons, he just never paid attention. BAM BAM BAAAM!