Hey This is my first story! I'm starting off with something a little less up-tight! Enjoy and reviews are always welcome!
Secret Talent
Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked down the corridor towards the Gryffindor common room. A long day of classes relieved with a weekend ahead of them.
"Thank Merlin! The weekend has begun!" Ron enthusiastically shouts.
Harry flashes him a smile as they enter the Gryffindor common room.
"I'll meet you guys down here tomorrow. I'm going to go to bed." Hermione says with a sleepy smile.
"Night Hermione." The raven haired boy said along with Ron.
They waved her goodnight and Ron head up as well soon after. Harry sat alone in the common room. It was very late and all the other Gryffindors were asleep. Harry stood up and made his way to a trunk tucked in the corner of the room.
He pulled out a key from his front robe pocket and opened the large trunk. In the trunk lied a beautiful black acoustic guitar. He pulled out the guitar with perfect care and sat with it on the sofa.
He gently strummed the strings and hummed along. Harry was very talent with that guitar. He had learned before he even came to Hogwarts. He found an old guitar in the attic and had kept it in his closet. The music and the vibration on the strings always made him feel better when he was stressed. Music was his escape.
He kept his strumming light so he didn't disturb the sleeping Gryffindors. He hummed to the melody he played.
He never had told anyone about his "talent". He always felt embarrassed about it. He can thank the Dursley's for that. Dudley always made fun on him for it. Vernon always yelled at him for causing a ruckus. He had gained a habit of playing at night when they were asleep.
He continued to strum for about an hour until he heard footsteps. Harry rushed, his robes flying behind him, and put locked his guitar back up. He ran to the couch and quickly pretended to be sleeping.
He heard the footsteps get closer. He felt the person right behind him and suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. He opened his eyes like he had waken up from a nightmare and looked up at his fellow Gryffindor, Seamus. He odviously jumped at Harry's "waking".
"Harry, its past midnight. You should get up to the dorms." Seamus whispered.
"Thanks, Seamus." Harry started quickly up the staircase to the Boys Dormitories.
Seamus eyed the case where Harry's guitar was. He slowly walked to it and tried to open it but it was locked. He looked at the side and saw the initials "HP".
Seamus shrugged it off and headed up to bed.
Yeah, i know this is kinda a bad story line! Better story to come soon and an update! Thank you!