Disclaimer : I do not own the characters only the plot and
verses of songs.
Author's Notes : Hello! Oh my, I missed writing. I haven't got much time to do this because of a very hectic school schedule. You know the problems of a graduating student. But seventy percent of it is already done. We'll this is the 6th chapter of my story and I went a little bit faster. Fast-forward, I mean. I hope you'll like this ! Happy Reading!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Musical Piece~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
One month and a half passed since Draco and the mysterious voice first met. But that wasn't the last. They have been hearing each other every other day for the past month.
Hearing?! Hearing because even the mysterious owner of the voice doesn't know that the man behind the very romantic voice and very attractive sound of the guitar is Draco.
They've enjoyed each other's voice for that short span of time. But neither of them had the courage to ask when will they meet. Draco has no idea of whose voice he's hearing.
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After lunch, Ginny went to the library with Colin. Ron went to Hagrid's home to chat with him. Hermione and Harry, on the other hand, went up the Gryffindor Tower and talked about their love lives.
"Mione, What's going on between you and Ron right now?"
Hermione smiled and invited Harry to sit beside her in her bed.
"We are fine! I mean, he's showing off some signs but I don't want to trust on them."
"Why not?"
"Look, maybe he's just being extra friendly."
"That's it Mione!"
"That's what?" Hermione looked so confused.
"If Ron likes a girl, he shows that special someone different signs. In your case, he's being extra friendly."
"I hope so!"
"It's it Hermione Granger! Ron is finally letting out his feelings for you!"
"Yeah right! So, how about you?"
"Me? What about me?"
"C'mon Harry! You know what I'm talking about. You and. . ."
"Ah. . . I don't know! I still can't tell her!"
"Coward! You've been loving her for ages and you still can't tell her."
"I can't find the right time!"
"You should feel that way if she's a total stranger to you but she isn't!"
"I plan to tell it to her on. . ."
"On? When? By the way when do you plan to give her that very extraordinary ring that you bought a month and a half ago?"
"I still don't know!"
"Harry, can I ask you something?"
"Sure! What is it?"
"What do you know?" Hermione asked sarcastically.
"I don't' know!" Harry threw a joke that was actually half-meant.
"Harry, why don't you give it to her on Christmas Day?! The best season to make someone happy! And that's a week from now!"
Harry thought it over for a while and did not respond to Hermione anymore. Instead he, told her that they must go to their History Class. One of their favorites since they have it with the Ravenclaws and not with the bloody Slytherins.
Harry and Hermione sat nearest their professor's desk. Five minutes before the class began Ron came in and sat beside Hermione.
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Draco was inside his room and he was thinking if he should talk to his father but he decided not to.
Draco talked to himself and said,
"Why would I talk to him? He would just talk about his nonsense Lord."
Suddenly, the house elf came out of the fireplace.
"Master Draco!"
"And what do you think you are doing here Ineego?"
"Master Lucius sent Ineego, Master!"
"For what stupid reason?"
"Master Lucius wants to talk to Master Draco. Master Lucius sent Ineego to tell Master Draco."
"Tell my father that I don't want to talk to him right now!"
"But Master. . ."
"Listen Ineego, no buts!"
"Master Lucius told Ineego to tell Master Draco that if Master Draco would not talk to Master Lucius, Master Lucius will come to Hogwarts."
"No way! Tell him I'll talk to him. Now go!"
The house elf disappeared from the fires. Moments later, Draco uncovered the Black Mirror and his father appeared.
Lucius started with his usual greetings to his only son.
"My Son! My beloved Son! It's been a while that we have not talked."
"What is it this time, father?"
"Same thing my son!"
"Oh I see, well then this very meaningful conversation is done!"
Draco didn't wait for his father to respond and immediately covered the mirror.
He can't imagine himself to talking to his father with the same stupid topic every now and then.
He went out of his room, made his way down the Slytherin Common Room and out of the Slytherin House.
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Dinnertime came and all the students, once more, gathered in the Great Hall.
After the dinner, the four tables were instantly cleared and Albus Dumbledore stood up.
"Students! I wish to announce that examinations will be cancelled as a Holiday treat to all of you. It will push through on the sixth of January."
Before Dumbledore could sit back to his chair, everybody started yelling and cheering except for Ms. Granger.
When the noise has been pacified all the students went back to their Houses.
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It was half past ten and Draco sneaked out of the castle as usual to meet, rather hear, the mysterious voice.
Actually, he doesn't call it as mysterious but he prefers to call it as the voice that brought his dead heart back to life.
So sat near the lake and started strumming his guitar and sang.
"I looked at the stars and wondered
How far are they from me?
"I stared into the ocean and wondered
How deep could it be?"
Draco stopped when he noticed that no one was singing with him. So he decided to speak even though he doesn't know if someone will respond to him.
"Are you here?"
But the voice didn't fail him and replied,
"Yes!"
"Can you see me?" Draco asked nervously
"No!"
With a sigh of relief Draco asked "Why?"
"I'm afraid that you might see me. I think this is better. We don't know each other but we enjoy each other's company."
"You're right! Well, why weren't you singing with me a while ago?"
"I wanted to hear you!"
Draco slightly blushed and thanked the owner of the voice.
"Do you think it's a good idea if I'll give you a name? I mean, it's hard to talk to someone who doesn't have a name."
The voice replied "But I have a name."
"Would you let me know your real name?"
"NO!"
"Exactly! And I won't give mine either. That's why I came up with the concept of using pseudonyms."
"Okay! So by what name will you call me?"
"Melisma!"
"And what does that mean?"
"Melody or tune. Because you have a great voice!"
Draco asked Melisma of what name could she give to him and she said,
"Ravel! Because you are so deep and complicated."
"That's a compliment! Thanks!"
There was a pause and Draco stated the conversation again.
"You Know Melisma, I'm so glad that the examinations were postponed."
"Why?! You haven't studied your lessons???"
"Yes! I have no time!"
"No time? What have you been doing during your free time?"
"Honestly, I've been busy with a piece of parchment and a quill."
"What do you mean?"
"I've been busy composing a song."
"What for?"
"For you Melisma!"
"Me?"
"Yes! Now, I want you to listen. I hope you will like this."
Draco closed his eyes and started droning his guitar.
"I can't see you, but I can hear you
I can't see you, but I can feel you
I can't see you, but it's like I've known you before
Your voice is the light in darkness
Your voice is the beauty in strain
Your voice is the strength in weakness
Your voice is the joy in pain
And your voice, your voice
Your voice lives in my heart. . ."
Draco finished his song and smiled.
"Melisma, did you like it? Actually it's not yet finished and I'm still working on some lines but did you like it?"
Draco heard soft sobs and it was coming from Melisma.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes Ravel! I'm okay."
"But why are you crying?"
"Thanks Ravel! Thanks!" After thanking him, Melisma left.
Draco heard footsteps going away and he knew that she was back into the castle.
He felt so good that night and he wished that it would never end.
Draco whispered to himself and said,
"Thank you too!"
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Author's Notes : Hello! Oh my, I missed writing. I haven't got much time to do this because of a very hectic school schedule. You know the problems of a graduating student. But seventy percent of it is already done. We'll this is the 6th chapter of my story and I went a little bit faster. Fast-forward, I mean. I hope you'll like this ! Happy Reading!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Musical Piece~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
One month and a half passed since Draco and the mysterious voice first met. But that wasn't the last. They have been hearing each other every other day for the past month.
Hearing?! Hearing because even the mysterious owner of the voice doesn't know that the man behind the very romantic voice and very attractive sound of the guitar is Draco.
They've enjoyed each other's voice for that short span of time. But neither of them had the courage to ask when will they meet. Draco has no idea of whose voice he's hearing.
~~~~~~~~~~0~~~~~~~~~~
After lunch, Ginny went to the library with Colin. Ron went to Hagrid's home to chat with him. Hermione and Harry, on the other hand, went up the Gryffindor Tower and talked about their love lives.
"Mione, What's going on between you and Ron right now?"
Hermione smiled and invited Harry to sit beside her in her bed.
"We are fine! I mean, he's showing off some signs but I don't want to trust on them."
"Why not?"
"Look, maybe he's just being extra friendly."
"That's it Mione!"
"That's what?" Hermione looked so confused.
"If Ron likes a girl, he shows that special someone different signs. In your case, he's being extra friendly."
"I hope so!"
"It's it Hermione Granger! Ron is finally letting out his feelings for you!"
"Yeah right! So, how about you?"
"Me? What about me?"
"C'mon Harry! You know what I'm talking about. You and. . ."
"Ah. . . I don't know! I still can't tell her!"
"Coward! You've been loving her for ages and you still can't tell her."
"I can't find the right time!"
"You should feel that way if she's a total stranger to you but she isn't!"
"I plan to tell it to her on. . ."
"On? When? By the way when do you plan to give her that very extraordinary ring that you bought a month and a half ago?"
"I still don't know!"
"Harry, can I ask you something?"
"Sure! What is it?"
"What do you know?" Hermione asked sarcastically.
"I don't' know!" Harry threw a joke that was actually half-meant.
"Harry, why don't you give it to her on Christmas Day?! The best season to make someone happy! And that's a week from now!"
Harry thought it over for a while and did not respond to Hermione anymore. Instead he, told her that they must go to their History Class. One of their favorites since they have it with the Ravenclaws and not with the bloody Slytherins.
Harry and Hermione sat nearest their professor's desk. Five minutes before the class began Ron came in and sat beside Hermione.
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Draco was inside his room and he was thinking if he should talk to his father but he decided not to.
Draco talked to himself and said,
"Why would I talk to him? He would just talk about his nonsense Lord."
Suddenly, the house elf came out of the fireplace.
"Master Draco!"
"And what do you think you are doing here Ineego?"
"Master Lucius sent Ineego, Master!"
"For what stupid reason?"
"Master Lucius wants to talk to Master Draco. Master Lucius sent Ineego to tell Master Draco."
"Tell my father that I don't want to talk to him right now!"
"But Master. . ."
"Listen Ineego, no buts!"
"Master Lucius told Ineego to tell Master Draco that if Master Draco would not talk to Master Lucius, Master Lucius will come to Hogwarts."
"No way! Tell him I'll talk to him. Now go!"
The house elf disappeared from the fires. Moments later, Draco uncovered the Black Mirror and his father appeared.
Lucius started with his usual greetings to his only son.
"My Son! My beloved Son! It's been a while that we have not talked."
"What is it this time, father?"
"Same thing my son!"
"Oh I see, well then this very meaningful conversation is done!"
Draco didn't wait for his father to respond and immediately covered the mirror.
He can't imagine himself to talking to his father with the same stupid topic every now and then.
He went out of his room, made his way down the Slytherin Common Room and out of the Slytherin House.
~~~~~~~~~0~~~~~~~~~
Dinnertime came and all the students, once more, gathered in the Great Hall.
After the dinner, the four tables were instantly cleared and Albus Dumbledore stood up.
"Students! I wish to announce that examinations will be cancelled as a Holiday treat to all of you. It will push through on the sixth of January."
Before Dumbledore could sit back to his chair, everybody started yelling and cheering except for Ms. Granger.
When the noise has been pacified all the students went back to their Houses.
~~~~~~~~~0~~~~~~~~~
It was half past ten and Draco sneaked out of the castle as usual to meet, rather hear, the mysterious voice.
Actually, he doesn't call it as mysterious but he prefers to call it as the voice that brought his dead heart back to life.
So sat near the lake and started strumming his guitar and sang.
"I looked at the stars and wondered
How far are they from me?
"I stared into the ocean and wondered
How deep could it be?"
Draco stopped when he noticed that no one was singing with him. So he decided to speak even though he doesn't know if someone will respond to him.
"Are you here?"
But the voice didn't fail him and replied,
"Yes!"
"Can you see me?" Draco asked nervously
"No!"
With a sigh of relief Draco asked "Why?"
"I'm afraid that you might see me. I think this is better. We don't know each other but we enjoy each other's company."
"You're right! Well, why weren't you singing with me a while ago?"
"I wanted to hear you!"
Draco slightly blushed and thanked the owner of the voice.
"Do you think it's a good idea if I'll give you a name? I mean, it's hard to talk to someone who doesn't have a name."
The voice replied "But I have a name."
"Would you let me know your real name?"
"NO!"
"Exactly! And I won't give mine either. That's why I came up with the concept of using pseudonyms."
"Okay! So by what name will you call me?"
"Melisma!"
"And what does that mean?"
"Melody or tune. Because you have a great voice!"
Draco asked Melisma of what name could she give to him and she said,
"Ravel! Because you are so deep and complicated."
"That's a compliment! Thanks!"
There was a pause and Draco stated the conversation again.
"You Know Melisma, I'm so glad that the examinations were postponed."
"Why?! You haven't studied your lessons???"
"Yes! I have no time!"
"No time? What have you been doing during your free time?"
"Honestly, I've been busy with a piece of parchment and a quill."
"What do you mean?"
"I've been busy composing a song."
"What for?"
"For you Melisma!"
"Me?"
"Yes! Now, I want you to listen. I hope you will like this."
Draco closed his eyes and started droning his guitar.
"I can't see you, but I can hear you
I can't see you, but I can feel you
I can't see you, but it's like I've known you before
Your voice is the light in darkness
Your voice is the beauty in strain
Your voice is the strength in weakness
Your voice is the joy in pain
And your voice, your voice
Your voice lives in my heart. . ."
Draco finished his song and smiled.
"Melisma, did you like it? Actually it's not yet finished and I'm still working on some lines but did you like it?"
Draco heard soft sobs and it was coming from Melisma.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes Ravel! I'm okay."
"But why are you crying?"
"Thanks Ravel! Thanks!" After thanking him, Melisma left.
Draco heard footsteps going away and he knew that she was back into the castle.
He felt so good that night and he wished that it would never end.
Draco whispered to himself and said,
"Thank you too!"
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