Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi

Yoongi raised one eyebrow perfectly as the Professor began to spell out his band’s name. Blue Grasse? For real? “I has a nice ring to it” he said, although he had no clue what kind of music Blue Grass was. “Can you play some? I never heard a banjo before” come oooon? If he could play the piano? “I can play twinkle twinkle little star, you know that song Sir? It’s a muggle song but that’s about it” no musical talent in this kid. Plus he only knew the first few notes but he wasn’t going to tell that.

He had seen that the Professor got a bit uncomfortable after he had asked him about his family. And he felt a little bit bad about that but he was mostly more curious now because who had that kind of reaction when it came to family? Unless he didn’t have one and he was really lonely and he had made him upset…nuuuuh~ And then the answer came and Yoongi looked surprised. Not shocked but just surprised. “I thought it were your wife or kids, sorry my mistake” he suddenly leaned a bit forward as he stared at the man. “How’d you two meet?” he asked, curiosity was definitely in his tone and eyes.

Glad that he looked a little more at ease again and even making jokes again, Yoongi laughed at the Miss United States thing and stood up from his chair, grabbed the cup of tea , holding it like a trophy and with his other hand he let his phoenix feathered wand fall in his hand and non-verbally transfigured a bunch of flowers “thank you, thank you~ but I’d like to say that I am not Miss United States, I’d be Miss Universe…just saying” he chuckled, vanished the flowers and sat back down in the chair.

“Ah! I get it now” no , he still didn’t get it but he had the feeling that he would get the whole, trip over yourself for or a group of people thing later. “You hate snow as well?” he asked and leaned forward in his chair “High five!” …he knew what that was right? “It’s useless, cold and I always get sick because of it and my face does not look good when I’m sick , its evil”