Title: A Brass Instrument
Author: scratches
Disclaimer- None of the characters are mine.. I'm just borrowing them. The setting isn't mine, just borrowing them.. The Idea is mine with the horn though.
Warning? Fluff?
A/N- Written for the PIMP CANE community on Live Journal … tell me what you think?
Biting
Jealousy
Brass
Putting his hands together, Draco clapped softly as the last note of the song echoed sadly through the room. His left shoulder was leaning against the door jam of the, what did people call this place, The Room of Requirement as his gray eyes looked at the girl playing the instrument across the room. "Not many people can play like that," he said before pushing off of the doorframe and taking a step into the room.
"Not many people play," she commented sadly before looking out of the windows at the night sky, her eyes glistening and shining, tears threatening to spill over. Her long fingers pushed on the brass pistons of her triple French horn, her other hand caressing the interwoven metal like a pet.
Stopping in his tracks, the sixth year Sytherin Prefect looked upon the Ravenclaw and replied, "It's a shame, really."
She placed the heavy brass instrument into the velvet lining of its case and snapped it closed before standing and pushing her waist length dusty blonde hair over her shoulder, "Mr. Malfoy, music creates a magic that we wish, as witches and wizards, we could understand."
Draco Malfoy stood dead in his tracks as Luna Lovegood stopped close to his body and looked up into his eyes from her just over five foot height, reached up, and caressed his cheek. "I know."
"Of course.." She whispered before walking slowly out of the room and back to the Ravenclaw dormitory.
A/N- The song that inspired this fic is "Mysteries of Love (French horn Solo" by Angelo Badalamenti