SPOILER!!: Luther and Jude
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Freyr Luther creaked open the door and peeked inside. The cases, the gorgeous black piano and the stand. But there was no one. With a relieved sigh, Luther entered the room and checked if he was truly alone. After making sure he was indeed alone, he walked towards the piano. His hands caressed the keys. Checking if he was alone for the last time, he quickly sat on the stool.
Then the motions and the notes came to him. He played Leo's favourites, his favourites, and some of Mother and Father's favourites. He stumbled at some places thinking 'I should come here more often.'
He played and played. It felt like home, especially Leo's favourites.
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FearlessLeader19
The Music Room!
It truly was Jude’s favourite place in the Castle. It was evident by the number of times he came here to play on the piano. Since he obviously couldn’t play on the one at home, the one here at Hogwarts would have to suffice. So far, it had. But this time around, the Hufflepuff was here just for more than leisure: the theater which Reagan and Davet were attached had asked him to do a bit of work for their summer play. Since Jude had played the piano for them before, the play manager had got it in his head that Jude should write music for them as well.
Yeah… well…
He really wasn’t a composer, but he would try and have most of it ready so he could let them hear what he had come up with during the Christmas holidays. The only problem was that someone was already using the piano. But he didn’t mind for the kid playing was very decent. Clutching his music book to his chest, the Hufflepuff stood there silently, listening.
All very touching, this music, all very moving, yes, yes, blah blah music blah. Well, Peeves was here to bring even more harmony. HA.
In the midst of the tinkling music, the school poltergeist BURST from bass drum of the drumkit - oops! so clumsy - and soared around the heads of the two boys, giving an uproarious one-man applause.
"Bravo! Bravo! A triumph!" Book open in one hand, he flourished it at the piano man (Luther) -
"A token of my appreciation!" - snapped the shut, blew an almighty raspberry, and zoomed on out the door. He'd figure out what old Peevesy meant soon enough.
Just a flying visit. Literally. Peeves had spent a long time waiting in that bass drum and had a LOT of menacing energy he needed to burn off.