 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Tam! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by Chelliephone 
If she were to have guessed what was going to happen from her playing her cello by the shack, it probably would have been that one or two people would have been scared off by the sounds of instrument given the current setting. Maybe one or two would have taken it as a challenge and come to seek her out. Or the majority just would have ignored her entirely and not cared about the music stemming from the area.
But what did happen was not something Tam had anticipated. But it was 100x better than anything else that had come to her mind.
There was music joining hers. She couldn't see where it was coming from yet, but that didn't matter to her. The sounds of the violin melted beautifully with her cello and she just closed her eyes and continued to play, letting the joy of the moment take over. She didn't get much opportunity to play with other people so this was a particularly magical moment for her.
Thinking she heard the violin getting loud, her eyes did open again and she spotted an older Hufflepuff approaching - Dynah she thought was her name. She recognized her from seeing her around Anna's table and if she wasn't mistaken, their sisters were friends as well. She grinned widely at the girl and kept playing until she reaching the last note and drew it out slowly before lowering her bow. She could spot the slight touch of red to the others cheeks, but she assumed it was the cold or perhaps the elation of music that she always seemed to get as well. "That was amazing! And I love your violin! It's beautiful!" She wasn't normally a particularly chatty individual with new people, but playing already bonded them if one was to ask Tam.
Please.
Tam was not giving herself any credit. She was clearly great with that string instrument and someone clearly needed to remind her of the fact. Dynah on the other hand? Well, she was rather enjoying herself as much as she did when playing in the School’s orchestra.
It was indeed such a beautiful melody, especially since the type the girls were playing happened to be the type Dy enjoyed the most. Poor Tamara. The Hufflepuff would feel sorry for her if such sad sentiments were ever expressed, but Tam could always nudge her for them to have more jam sessions together.
Dynah returned the grin, albeit a little goofily {this had nothing to do with the fact that most of her concentration was honed in on the violin}. When Tamara led in ending, Dy followed suit with a flourish. “It was!” Quite the opposite of Tam, she was chatty with everyone but for some reason, was finding it difficult to be so just at the moment. “Thank you! My dads got it for me.” Um, what else did she say now? It was as though her brain had gone into the consistency of soggy, overcooked noodles.
Talkative, overly energetic Dynah just might be temporarily broken. |