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Esme's comment made Paul blush. "NO...no badges, please. I'm just doing my job to the best of my ability--nothing special, I assure you." He didn't want all that extra attention or credit.
He turned to Kaylee and smiled. "My mum used to sing it to me as well. I like to sing it to my nieces and nephews..." Since he didn't have children to shower in love. He didn't know what else to play right now...so he merely played a soft and gentle version of a song from his band's second album entitled, 'You're the Blue to my Cheese.' "And yes, I do want you to record a song! I'll make it happen! Hopefully everyone's parents are okay with it...I'll send a notice at some point." It all sounded WONDERFUL! He set his banjo down and pushed a marshmallow onto a rod for himself, shoving it above the fire. He wanted one, too! "How are you two liking school, then?"
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." 
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |