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Goblinfrog · 05-21-2018, 11:45 PM

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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Gaston wandered down the corridor toward the music room, the little black songbook he carried everywhere with him in hand. He'd written a new lullaby for his daughter and was excited to put it to music. It was a shame he had to walk up three flights of stairs every time he had a new song to try out, but he couldn't exactly put a piano in his office.
Well, if nothing else, it was an excuse to leave his office; he'd probably spent too much time cooped up in there!

He entered the room and nearly bumped into... Charles? Well, that was a surprise! He thought he'd be alone. "Hello, Charles," he greeted the other man with a smile. Then his eyes fell to the music boxes. Was he supposed to ask what he was doing with them? "Nice music boxes."

Someone was coming, but Charles did not pay this much notice until he heard someone addressing him. He could tell from the pitch of the voice that it was a fellow professor.

"Oh hello Gaston," he replied, turning to face the man. Of course it would be Gaston that he would meet here. "I would thank you for complimenting my music boxes, but I think that would be awkward since I did not make them. I am sure the makers would be complimented, though." It was a good thing that Gaston liked the boxes. That meant he probably wouldn't object to leaving them here, right? "I have far too many music boxes in my collection, so I have decided to stop hoarding and to share my collection with the student body."

He glanced at the black songbook. "What are you reading?"

05-21-2018, 11:45 PM	#21 (permalink)
Goblinfrog DIMC & MO Billywig Join Date: Feb 2013 Location: Riley's Brain Posts: 3,262 Hogwarts RPG Name: Lola A. Second Year	Mischievous Niffler Quote: Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy Gaston wandered down the corridor toward the music room, the little black songbook he carried everywhere with him in hand. He'd written a new lullaby for his daughter and was excited to put it to music. It was a shame he had to walk up three flights of stairs every time he had a new song to try out, but he couldn't exactly put a piano in his office. Well, if nothing else, it was an excuse to leave his office; he'd probably spent too much time cooped up in there! He entered the room and nearly bumped into... Charles? Well, that was a surprise! He thought he'd be alone. "Hello, Charles," he greeted the other man with a smile. Then his eyes fell to the music boxes. Was he supposed to ask what he was doing with them? "Nice music boxes." Someone was coming, but Charles did not pay this much notice until he heard someone addressing him. He could tell from the pitch of the voice that it was a fellow professor. "Oh hello Gaston," he replied, turning to face the man. Of course it would be Gaston that he would meet here. "I would thank you for complimenting my music boxes, but I think that would be awkward since I did not make them. I am sure the makers would be complimented, though." It was a good thing that Gaston liked the boxes. That meant he probably wouldn't object to leaving them here, right? "I have far too many music boxes in my collection, so I have decided to stop hoarding and to share my collection with the student body." He glanced at the black songbook. "What are you reading?"