Prologue.
The story begins as it usually begins- with a boy and a girl.
They both got on each other's nerves, of course, and they were both terribly clever and musical. He was usually calm and reserved- except in her presence of course. She prided herself on self control and meticulousness. But whenever he was around, she lost control.
Even their musical interests clashed.
He loved the light, airy tunes of Mozart and Tchaikovsky, the very pictures of elegance and grace of those times. She was all fire and brimstone, and clashing chords, with Brahms and his gypsy music or Bruch, and his twisting, weaving melodies.
He believed in chivalry.
She was a feminist.
He was pure blooded.
She was a dirty half blood.
But yet, if you stood them side by side and talked to them individually, you couldn't tell where he began or she ended. The interests and differences were so closely melded together, they were like one, no one able to tell the difference where he started and she ended.
This is the story of two people who hated each other, at first, but grew to respect and admire each other over the course of time.
This is the story of Orpheus and Eurydice with roles reversed- for she would very nearly lose him.
This is the story of Remus Lupin and Elise Clement.
A/N: Well, I just wanted to put this up before I put up the first chapter, just to see what people think of this story! Perhaps I could get some lovely and helpful reviews? :)