music speaks what words can't say

[GRACELYN ERICA DUVAL]

"Forward. One, two, three. Back, one. Forward. One, two, three. Back, one."  Her young voice rang out as the strange pattern of stepping continued; Gracelyn slowly, but surely making her way through the village of Hogsmeade. Boredom swept her day, leaving her to fend for herself and find something to do. Of course, if she knew what to do, she wouldn't be bored. Really, she shouldn't even be out there on her own, but she didn't know who else to go with. She was sure Lyn was busy and her other friends were off studying for exams. She had already studied quite a bit that day, she didn't want to burn herself out. The outdoors was what she craved and incidentally she found herself in Hogsmeade despite the fact she shouldn't be off school grounds. She wasn't a trouble maker, really. She just didn't want to be cooped up around the castle and often found herself making a way for her to go outside the grounds. Risky business it was, but she enjoyed the outside world.

Stopping her pattern of walking, her large brown eyes searched for a moment before locking on a store; musical instruments lining the window. With a smile, she skipped up to the window and pressed her face against the glass to look inside. Gracie wasn't really good at playing anything, but she did enjoy listening to music. Instruments were quite fascinating as well. She wished she could play one, but she didn't know when she'd find the time or money to even learn. Turning to leave the store, she squeaked as she had to stop herself from running into a boy that didn't look too much older than herself. "Sorry about that. Seems I've had a habit of running into people lately. Good thing I stopped in time." She chuckled lightly, clasping her hands behind her back as she continued to smile at the boy.


@owen

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Owen did his usual casual strut into the music store. He wanted to check out the new guitar picks the store had gotten in. There was a new line for each of the Hogwarts Houses and he wanted to snag himself a Slytherin one. Despite how he felt about much of where he lived now, he did enjoy being in Slytherin House. It had been a blast and he had made lots of friends. Playing his guitar with a Slytherin pick was a bit of a tribute to his time at Hogwarts.

As he was heading in, a Third year Ravenclaw bumped into him. Owen showed no anger or annoyance. That was not his style around the girl.

"Hey, you're good, little angel," he said with his ever smooth tone. "Sometimes we all come down with a case of fast and just can't seem to get rid of it. Name's Owen Holden, though some call me the OH. Well just a few, but it's catchin' on."

[GRACELYN ERICA DUVAL]

The boy didn't seem angered at all, which set Gracie's mind at ease. However, her face showed much confusion at the words that escaped his lips. She had never been talked to in that manner before, which meant she really didn't know how to respond; emotionally and verbally. The young Ravenclaw certainly felt the burning sensation that colored her cheeks pink as she stared at him for a moment, knocking her brain for anything that might be remotely intelligent to say to his response. But nothing came. Did that mean she had to wing it? Probably so. On her own again it seemed as her brain was not correctly cooperating. 

"I enjoy the concept of angels. They're very majestic and beautiful." What? Her brows furrowed in even more confusion, but this time at herself. What was that? 'I enjoy the concept of angels'? What a loser. "Wow, that was a weird thing to say." She stated, chuckling nervously as her hands returned to her side. "Anyway, it's nice to meet you Owen Holden. My name is Gracelyn Duval. I've never heard of 'the OH', but I sure hope it catches on if that's what would make you happy." Her usual kind smile was still plastered on her face as her large brown eyes stayed on him.


@owen

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Owen gave the girl a bit of a confused look. He thought he was just giving her a cute name the way he did to most girls he talked to. But she seemed cool, despite being a tad on the odd side. Then again, Owen wasn't exactly normal by most people's standards.

"Yes, those angels are somethin' else," he said, trying to be friendly and go along with her in his special way.

He then shrugged when she admitted it was weird.

"Hey, when we didn't say weird stuff now and then, we'd bore people to death, wouldn't we?" he said. "You're cool, Cupcake."

He chuckled when she introduced herself and said she hoped the OH would catch on.

"It's gettin' there... slowly, but thanks for the support," he said. "And Gracelyn is a really pretty name. Sounds like Graceland. That's where this awesome Muggle musician named Elvis lived. You ever heard of the King?"

GRACELYN ERICA DUVAL