Gaston couldn't help but notice how Mr. Winslow jumped a little when he spoke, and he felt a bit guilty. "Goodness, I didn't mean to startle you, Mr. Winslow!" he said, his eyes widening in concern. He nodded in reply when the boy answered his question, and he smiled a little as Kalen elaborated in the subject. It was nice to know there was another musician on the school staff, well besides himself and Paul anyway.

"I do," he replied. Then he crossed the room to the drum kit and played a quick solo to back up his claim. "I used to be in a rock band when I was in school." He left out the part about the band going on to achieve international fame, however; he didn't want to brag! "So have I," he said when Kalen mentioned playing since he was young, then added with a slight chuckle, "My father got so tired of me banging on the furniture that he had no choice but to buy me my first drum kit."

His mind wandered back to that day so long ago, then to the fight he'd had with his father. He shook his head to stop the memories. Nope, he wasn't going to think about that now! He'd come here for a break from all the drama in his life. Before he had any more time to think about it, Mr. Winslow spoke again, and Gaston turned his attention back to the Ravenclaw. "Well, it's never too late to learn," he said with an encouraging smile. "I'm sure you could play an instrument; it just takes practice." He'd be glad to teach him if he wanted.