- Messages
- 132
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Too Young to Care
- Wand
- Curved 14 Inch Whippy Poplar Wand with Billywig Stinger Core
- Age
- 05/2052
Angelo was so glad that he had been able to bring his acoustic guitar to Hogwarts this year. He'd been going crazy last year because he didn't have any video games, or internet, or even just his laptop and oh my God his phone. It was crazy! Just crazy! The best thing he could do this year was convince his mum to let him bring his guitar since he didn't have to take the plane back to New Zealand anymore after Finley's dad had help him get a portie. And now, it was such a nice day out, which was great cause they've had bouts of rain recently, so Angelo had decided he wasn't going to spend the day cooped up in his dorm. Instead, guitar in hand on a Sunday afternoon, he decided to park himself in the Courtyard. It was easy to choose a spot to sit on - he opted for the grass, near a shady patch away from the sun. He may want to spend time outside but defnitely not out in the sun - he already had too much of that back home. But he was relishing a bit in the coolness - it wasn't quite so biting now. And so, sitting cross-legged on the grass and guitar placed carefully against him, he started to strum and hum, just getting a feel of the chords as he tuned the instrument by ear alone. He's played it for long enough now to be able to do that. Once he got it all settled, he started to play the first song that came to mind - it was a really old song but one that his mum liked so he'd known it all his life.
"Oh, her eyes, her eyes
Make the stars look like they're not shining
Her hair, her hair
Falls perfectly without her trying"
"Oh, her eyes, her eyes
Make the stars look like they're not shining
Her hair, her hair
Falls perfectly without her trying"