Back from 12 hours of sleep… ahh how that felt good… back to the story!!! I know you're all waiting to see what happens…
Disclaimer: Nothing is owned by me… wah
*********A Winter Spell
Chapter 2- Fun stuff
At last, Ron thought, …FOOD!!!! and so he ate and ate and ate…
"… Um, Ron," said Hermione.
"Yesh?"
"There's some corn… in your nose…,"
"… Oh Merlin…," and so he quickly disposed of that facial obstruction, "Heh, sorry, 'Mione."
"Quite alright," and the both of them continued eating while Harry was off beating up someone… foolish lad, didn't know Harry was now a land-mine if you know what I mean…
So the night went on rather quietly… very few spoke nowadays due to Voldemort's return. It was now a rare sight to see people laugh. On the contrary, people were ready to snap at anyone who mentioned the war, or said anything cheerful. These were depressing times… indeed, but Ron managed to keep a smile on his face, for he planned on something the following day. He spent the night in the common room, holding a chess challenge to anyone who had the guts to try to beat him. The money he got from the people he beat would be very useful in the days to come. He planned great things with this money that he had collected… great things.
"Hey, what're you going to do with all that money, mate?" asked Harry.
"Eh, you'll see," said Ron, "… you'll see."
"You've become quite the mysterious one, Ron. Going off without telling us… not telling us straight answers… it's worrying me a bit," said Hermione, "Are you hiding something from us?"
"What if I am?" replied Ron, and off he went to who-knows-where.
"Harry, I'm real worried about him," said Hermione, "What if something's wrong?"
"If something was wrong, he'd be the first to tell us," said Harry.
"Yeah… I hope he's alright"
Beautiful night.. Perfect for some music, Ron mused. He had a certain gift that few knew about… perhaps even his mother and father didn't even know about it. The only other person who knew about this was Ginny. Ginny knew almost everything Ron wanted to keep secret… and she kept secrets really well. Ron was the master musician of the family. He didn't even know where it came from… but the end results were always good for him. He could pick up any instrument and master it in about a week. But his favorite instruments were the sax, guitar, and piano. Ron went up to the Astronomy Tower, where he'd spend his time playing some music out into the night. What to play tonight… Goodnight Julia or Stairway to Heaven… man that's a hard choice. Almost like choosing between Hermione and Fleur. Oh, who am I kidding. Hermione is like the Stairway to Heaven of rock and the Goodnight Julia of jazz. (A/N If you don't know how Goodnight Julia sounds like, DOWNLOAD IT NOW AND LISTEN TO IT AT THE TIME MENTIONED BELOW. Just a suggestion though… you don't have to.) Hm… jazz or some nice melodic rock… such a hard decision. So he decided to let the wind decide for him. Ron had this belief that depending on how the wind blew would determine the acoustics of his music. And like all acoustic conscious musicians, the acoustics were very, VERY important. … The wind isn't too heavy tonight… perfect for some jazz. So Ron muttered a simple spell that would conjure up a sax and some piano accompaniment.
(A/N THIS IS WHERE YOU STAR PLAYING THE SONG. You don't have to… as I said above. It just kinda adds more depth to it, you know?)
… Beautiful… And indeed it was. He played really loud so everyone could hear, but it didn't seem to bother anyone. Not even Filch or Peeves. The amount of emotion that he put into that song was so great, it left even Snape and Draco in tears. The sound of his sax left everyone in the school speechless. Sure, some where baffled as to how someone had one, but that didn't matter as much to them as to who played it. Guess I'd better head back, before everyone finds me here. Whenever Ron played, some girls would leave their dormitories and head to where they thought the music would come from. So he left towards the common room and found Hermione and Harry reading over some History of Magic notes.
"Ron, did you hear that?" asked Harry.
"Hear what?"
"Only the most beautiful song I've heard in my life," said Hermione with a dreamy look on her face, "Oh, I wonder who played that… I could listen to that song the rest of my life and never get tired of it."
That could be arranged thought Ron, but said, "Oh you mean that jazzy thing that was played a while ago? Yeah, I reckon that was pretty good. Well, I'm off to bed now, early to bed early to rise, and early to rise means more breakfast to me." Everyone laughed, and Ron went up to his room, excited about what had just happened. Great, she likes my music. Now all I need to do is get her the perfect Christmas present tomorrow. Oi, the hardest part… So Ron went to bed, with images of dancing sugar plums stuck in his head (A/N… don't ask… had to add a bit of humor to make sure you guys weren't drowning in fluff).
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Well, I think I'll leave you guys wondering what his gift will be. Don't worry, I have that all planned out… just want to leave you in suspense… hehe Adios
-- Satsukiyami
Disclaimer: Nothing is owned by me… wah
*********A Winter Spell
Chapter 2- Fun stuff
At last, Ron thought, …FOOD!!!! and so he ate and ate and ate…
"… Um, Ron," said Hermione.
"Yesh?"
"There's some corn… in your nose…,"
"… Oh Merlin…," and so he quickly disposed of that facial obstruction, "Heh, sorry, 'Mione."
"Quite alright," and the both of them continued eating while Harry was off beating up someone… foolish lad, didn't know Harry was now a land-mine if you know what I mean…
So the night went on rather quietly… very few spoke nowadays due to Voldemort's return. It was now a rare sight to see people laugh. On the contrary, people were ready to snap at anyone who mentioned the war, or said anything cheerful. These were depressing times… indeed, but Ron managed to keep a smile on his face, for he planned on something the following day. He spent the night in the common room, holding a chess challenge to anyone who had the guts to try to beat him. The money he got from the people he beat would be very useful in the days to come. He planned great things with this money that he had collected… great things.
"Hey, what're you going to do with all that money, mate?" asked Harry.
"Eh, you'll see," said Ron, "… you'll see."
"You've become quite the mysterious one, Ron. Going off without telling us… not telling us straight answers… it's worrying me a bit," said Hermione, "Are you hiding something from us?"
"What if I am?" replied Ron, and off he went to who-knows-where.
"Harry, I'm real worried about him," said Hermione, "What if something's wrong?"
"If something was wrong, he'd be the first to tell us," said Harry.
"Yeah… I hope he's alright"
Beautiful night.. Perfect for some music, Ron mused. He had a certain gift that few knew about… perhaps even his mother and father didn't even know about it. The only other person who knew about this was Ginny. Ginny knew almost everything Ron wanted to keep secret… and she kept secrets really well. Ron was the master musician of the family. He didn't even know where it came from… but the end results were always good for him. He could pick up any instrument and master it in about a week. But his favorite instruments were the sax, guitar, and piano. Ron went up to the Astronomy Tower, where he'd spend his time playing some music out into the night. What to play tonight… Goodnight Julia or Stairway to Heaven… man that's a hard choice. Almost like choosing between Hermione and Fleur. Oh, who am I kidding. Hermione is like the Stairway to Heaven of rock and the Goodnight Julia of jazz. (A/N If you don't know how Goodnight Julia sounds like, DOWNLOAD IT NOW AND LISTEN TO IT AT THE TIME MENTIONED BELOW. Just a suggestion though… you don't have to.) Hm… jazz or some nice melodic rock… such a hard decision. So he decided to let the wind decide for him. Ron had this belief that depending on how the wind blew would determine the acoustics of his music. And like all acoustic conscious musicians, the acoustics were very, VERY important. … The wind isn't too heavy tonight… perfect for some jazz. So Ron muttered a simple spell that would conjure up a sax and some piano accompaniment.
(A/N THIS IS WHERE YOU STAR PLAYING THE SONG. You don't have to… as I said above. It just kinda adds more depth to it, you know?)
… Beautiful… And indeed it was. He played really loud so everyone could hear, but it didn't seem to bother anyone. Not even Filch or Peeves. The amount of emotion that he put into that song was so great, it left even Snape and Draco in tears. The sound of his sax left everyone in the school speechless. Sure, some where baffled as to how someone had one, but that didn't matter as much to them as to who played it. Guess I'd better head back, before everyone finds me here. Whenever Ron played, some girls would leave their dormitories and head to where they thought the music would come from. So he left towards the common room and found Hermione and Harry reading over some History of Magic notes.
"Ron, did you hear that?" asked Harry.
"Hear what?"
"Only the most beautiful song I've heard in my life," said Hermione with a dreamy look on her face, "Oh, I wonder who played that… I could listen to that song the rest of my life and never get tired of it."
That could be arranged thought Ron, but said, "Oh you mean that jazzy thing that was played a while ago? Yeah, I reckon that was pretty good. Well, I'm off to bed now, early to bed early to rise, and early to rise means more breakfast to me." Everyone laughed, and Ron went up to his room, excited about what had just happened. Great, she likes my music. Now all I need to do is get her the perfect Christmas present tomorrow. Oi, the hardest part… So Ron went to bed, with images of dancing sugar plums stuck in his head (A/N… don't ask… had to add a bit of humor to make sure you guys weren't drowning in fluff).
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Well, I think I'll leave you guys wondering what his gift will be. Don't worry, I have that all planned out… just want to leave you in suspense… hehe Adios
-- Satsukiyami
