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Sixteen, Going On Seventeen; -closed-
Topic Started: Feb 19 2011, 10:30 PM (712 Views)
Edmund Kreuz
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Edmund knew it was probably a lot to ask, but singing had been a distraction for him when he had struggled to cope with the ups and downs of life, however severe. He hoped that it would do the same for her. He was tempted to call off the whole idea, but now that he had said it, now that he knew it would function as a probable distraction, he would go through with it. "As serious as my passion for magical creatures." If she wanted to run from the scene, she could easily do it, but something told Edmund that Lucinda was made of stronger stuff, and that with the right encouragement, could be convinced to sing. "A little strange to just burst into song in the silence, I know. The first few times I tried singing, I nearly buckled under the silence, but then I began to hear beyond the silence. Everywhere, all the time, there is a rhythm to be heard, a background noise to enchant the soul. Listen."

The sudden absence of Edmund male voice meant that the volume at which nature could be heard, seemingly increased. There was an insect nearby, buzzing as it passed. And, somewhere, there were students laughing. Edmund withdrew his wand, murmured something, and caused a brief shimmer of a spell to create an audio barrier between them and the rest of the world. Nobody would be able to hear them properly. Edmund nodded to Lucy. "
As the intelligent young lady I suspect you to be, I suppose you know what I have just done," A soft smile, an encouraging one. "I believe it is time we began." Edmund had no idea what either of them would sing, but this did not bother him in the slightest. "If you cannot think of a song, think of words that express the way you are feeling. You can speak them, if you so wish, although it is singing that conjures up 'the buzz'." He nodded at her to try something.
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Lucy swallowed. On one hand, she just wanted to flat out deny him and run back to Ravenclaw Tower, but on the other hand, she was willing to give it a go. "Well, if you're sure, Professor..." Lucy awkwardly replied, trailing off shyly.

At least a girl who grew up living in relative silence could appreciate hearing beyond the silence. Her home had always been quiet, but at the same time, there was always something going on. Footsteps on the road, trains in the distance, birds singing in the garden...even silence could be deafening at times, as cliched as that sounded. And even though Hogwarts grounds was a bit different to the inner city, the same principal still applied.

Thankfully, the Professor had the sense to put up an audio barrier, too. That was nice. Now she was just singing for herself...and for him. It felt strangely intimate. Which was odd, considering he was her superior - she was only a student, and he was a Professor, but on the other hand, though she'd only been speaking to him for a little while, she already trusted him and saw him as a friend. "Bearing in mind Professor, you'll be the first person to have properly heard me sing since I was a very little girl..." she admitted, blushing again at this revelation.

Taking a deep breath, Lucy started to mutter underneath her breath. Barely comprehensible, but something that turned in to a sort-of chant. Her voice trembled - she was not a strong singer, not to mention her lack of confidence, but it slowly started to resemble a tune. She wasn't even sure what she was singing, but she let the music carry her along.
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Edmund eagerly awaited the notes and the words that Lucinda would produce. He felt honored that she was even doing this, and even more so that he would be the first person to hear her sing since she was a little girl. He continued smiling, though for a moment, it looked as though it would disappear. Was she going to sing or would she fall silent? The answer was soon revealed to him, and his face lit up, practically glowing with encouragement and pride. And it wasn't pride in himself.

The tune had began to flow with the words. In many ways, this was all irrelevant- she was singing, which meant her mind would need to be devoted to the music and not whatever thought may possibly plague her mind. Edmund waited until she had finished, before he unleashed his praise. "
Truly magnificent. You have clearly had some formal training that you have avoided telling me about." He winked cheerfully at her, waving his wand and removing the audio barrier. "Perhaps you ought to go into the music business, professionally. No doubt you have a favourite wizard-rock band that you would some time like to meet. Singing for yourself could get you that chance." He had no idea as to her blood status, and had assumed that she was well acquainted with the wizarding world, what with her seeming so intelligent.
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Blushing profusely, Lucy hunched over in embarassment. Did he honestly think she was a decent singer? He was probably just saying that to be nice, but still, it was terribly kind of him to lie for her sake.

"Thank you," Lucy said in earnest. It did feel as though a weight was off her shoulders, and all it had taken was someone to cheer her up, to listen to her problems and give her a nice little distraction. "Only piano lessons before I went to Hogwarts, Professor," she chuckled. Honestly, she knew nothing of wizarding music. After all, she was a muggle-born, who lived in a muggle house when she wasn't at Hogwarts. "Maybe, Professor," she shrugged, straightening out again. "Maybe not, though. I haven't decided what to do with myself, so we'll see." She winked back at him, playfully. It was true, she didn't know what to do, but she'd never seriously consider music. She enjoyed it, but it was definately not a career option.

"I suppose I ought to leave you be, Professor..." Lucy muttered, awkwardly. She was rather enjoying spending time with the Professor - he was kind and attractive, after all - and she resented having to leave.
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Edmund respected the fact that perhaps Lucinda had had enough of being around him; after all, it wasn't the most settling of things to be talking to a professor you hardly knew. If Edmund had been spoken to by a professor he didn't really know when he was at school, it was usually due to the fact that he had a detention to serve. He smiled and nodded. "Very well," he said, still pleased that she had sung and with a voice he felt was brilliant. "Don't feel that you have to part ways, although.." Edmund suddenly muttered, almost wincing as the memory of something came back to him: Parchment. Stacks of it. Oh, he had marked a lot of homework, but he had failed to remember the stuff within the confines of one of the drawers. "I am sure we both have things that need to be done." He turned on his heel, briefly smiling at her one last time, "Goodbye, Lucy. Keep practicing. Good luck with everything." And with that, he walked away, heading to the small office in which waited many sheets of parchment smothered in ink, asking to why they had yet to be noticed and marked.

Edmund may have been the tutor, but it was he who had been the conversation's pupil.
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