Dungeon Rock!!! (Open)

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Were the dungeons the nicest place to go for students at Hogwarts? No. Did Owen Holden often care about how nice places where to others? Hell no. The dungeons were the place to blast some wicked music from his guitar due to the sweet echo.

Stepping down wearing a pair of shades and carrying his enchanted guitar, he stood a short distance from the dungeon entrance and prepped his favorite instrument before looking at his cat Smack, who followed him down.

"Be honored, Smackers," he said. "The song you're about to hear will some day be considered one of the greatest songs ever written and played by one of the most famous wizarding musicians of all time... Owen Holden." He then playing playing loud and heavy, causing Smack to run back up the stairs and back to the Common Room.

Everybody watch out, gonna put ya under a real sweet spell!

Gonna send ya to Rock Heaven while we all raise a little Hell!

We play all night cuz we too dang psyched to sleep!

Better get out now before my voodoo drags you in too deep!

He then ripped into a guitar solo, his enchanted guitar playing similar to a Muggle's electric one.

(Yes, I meant for the song to be terrible)/

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It was her free period. Krys roamed the halls of Hogwarts, mainly getting herself lost since she wasn't used to it, but at the same time just looking for something to do. She was bored out of her mind and at the same time, she wanted to get her classes off her mind. The young brunette used to be a studious girl who cared about her grades. Now she could care less. Well, deep down she cared. But she was too caught up in the emotions pent up inside; the emotions that plagued her to really do anything about it. No one knew of her troubles, and she wasn't sure she was ready to talk about it. It was her fault really, that she was this way, but at the moment she had no motivation to change it.

As she continued down the corridors and long hallways, Krystina found herself wandering into the dungeon area. It smelled worse and worse as she took each step down the stairs. The only reason she knew where she was, was due to Potions class being down there. How could anyone stand being down there for so long? And then a sound rang out. A loud piercing sound that made the hairs on her arms stand and her eyebrows raise in curiosity. Then a voice. Someone was playing a song.

Deciding to see who it might be, she continued forward to find a dark haired boy playing an enchanted guitar. She could tell he was younger than her, but maybe only by a year. Still, she made the decision to at least speak to him. After all, how awkward would it be if she just walked out? Surely he saw her by now. "Hey there kid." She yelled out over his guitar playing. Crossing her arms, she leaned up against the cold stone of the dungeon walls and let a small smirk appear on her lips. "Has anyone ever told you not to quit your day job?" Honestly she was only playing with him. If he knew the language of sarcasm, he'd be able to shoot back at her or take it as a joke. If not, she might have just been pegged as mean. 

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Owen stopped the player when the girl spoke to him and registered what she said. He quickly picked up the sarcasm, but he had heard the line so many times that it had actually begun to irritate him a bit, which was rare because he was usually cool and laid back with his step-brothers being the only thing that irked him.

Still, he didn't lash out at her. He didn't get angry. He leaned back and now just strummed his guitar a bit.

"Not your taste in music, huh Baby Doll?" he asked, his American accent obvious and his somewhat flirtatious personality even more obvious. "Suppose I can understand that. Not everyone can think outside the proverbial box when it comes to music. You don't get me, but that's cool, Honeysuckle. Sometimes even the great Owen Holden doesn't get himself. There's just that much to get." He smiled and winked at her at that. He actually wasn't trying to hit on her or pick her up. He was just being smooth. The boy, even at fourteen, knew how to be smooth. "So you got a name or do I just keep making up ones for you, Kitten?"

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An eyebrow immediately rose at the first words that escaped the young boys lips. "Baby... doll?" Krystina paused for a moment, looking over the boy before she started to laugh. "I see you like to use pet names. How lovely." Sarcasm again. Yet, she was being friendly to the boy and it seemed as though he could take it, so she wasn't worried. "Sweetheart, you don't know what kind of music I'm into. I have an eclectic taste. Do you know what that means?" She teased lightly, watching him strum his guitar lightly. He was pretty good, she had to at least admit to that. Well, with the guitar. She still wasn't so sure on the lyrics, but he was still young. He had a lot to learn and so much still to experience.

This boy, apparently his name was Owen, was cracking her up. For such a small thing, he had a very large ego, but she could deal with that. "You think very highly of yourself, don't you?" She asked, chuckling after she had asked him. "Anyway, it's a pleasure to meet you Owen Holden and no, you don't have to keep making up such silly names." She told him, shaking her head with a small smirk. "You can call me Krys."

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Owen saluted her when the girl acknowledged that he liked pet names. That was his way of saying "yes." She then said her taste in music was eclectic and asked what that meant.

"No," he said honestly. "But the word sounds French which means you probably like fancy stuff. Nothing wrong with fancy French stuff... except Escargo. Eating snails... now that's just nasty."

Owen shrugged when the girl asked if he thought highly of himself.

"Confidence, Sugar Lips," he said. "If one doesn't got it, one darn sure needs it. And I got it in loooads."

He then looked at her curiously as she introduced herself.

"Krys is a dude's name, though I guess it's short for something," he said. "Krystina or whatever, right? But I'm good with Krys. You can call me Owen, or the O.H.- Owen Holden, my initials. Not a lot of people call me the O.H. around here, but it's catching on."

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