A/N:  I really have no idea where this came from or where it's going.  If you do, please inform me in reviews.  Thank you.

Disclaimer:  I don't own these characters.  Don't sue me.  Well, it wouldn't work anyway, because I'm broke.  *turns out empty pockets*

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            Draco slid out the window of the boy's dormitory, a silver cornet with gold fastenings hooked to his belt.  He climbed up to the rooftop of the tower, where he stood and looked out to the sky.  Stars glinted merrily at him, silver dots in the midnight sky.  The air was crisp and cool, just how Draco liked it.  A slight breeze ruffled his loose, blonde locks.  He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. 

            He unhooked the silver cornet and put it to his lips.  He had always loved music.  More than anything in the world.  There was only one thing that he loved as much as music.  And that was her. 

            He closed his eyes again and buzzed his lips into the mouthpiece.  A beautiful, wavering note pierced the night with its pure tone quality.  Draco pressed down the valves and the note changed.  He sank slowly to sit on the rooftop as the notes turned into a song.  The sweet, sorrowful melody of "Can You Feel the Love Tonight" pierced the air as Draco played and played and played.  He let the music overwhelm him and a single tear rolled down his soft cheek.  He played song after song, all melancholy tunes.  "Sunrise, Sunset," "Beauty and the Beast," "Colors of the Wind," "Tears in Heaven," "Piano Man," "A Whole New World," and many others came from the boy with silver eyes and a sleek, silver cornet with gold fastenings.

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            Hermione opened the window and slowly crawled out, a long, silver flute with gold fastenings dangling from her slim waist.  She climbed up to the roof of the girl's dormitory tower and stood there for a few minutes, gazing out at the deep blue heavens.  Stars sparkled brightly at her, shining with the happiness that she once had.  The air was crisp and cool, and she loved it.  A soft breeze blew her hair away from her face as she closed her eyes.

            She brought the silver flute to her lips and blew gently.  A sweet, mellow note reached her ears.  Hermione had always loved music.  She loved it more than anything.  There was only one thing she loved as much as music and that was him.

            She closed her eyes again and continued to blow across the mouthpiece.  She sat slowly on the roof and played and played and played.  She played sad songs, such as "Can You Feel The Love Tonight," "Yesterday," "Sunrise, Sunset," "Beauty and the Beast," "Colors of the Wind," "Tears in Heaven," "Piano Man," "A Whole New World," and many others.  If anyone was to see her there, and hear her play the silver flute with gold fastenings, they would think it was the most melancholy sight and sound in the world.

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