Erik's POV
Lottie drank her tea and a few hours later she could talk but she could only talk very quietly.
"Erik," She whispered.
"Yes?" I smiled as we walked to my organ.
"What is your favorite, color?" She had been asking me my favorite things for the past hour. So far I told her my favorite song, word, letter, animal, sound, person, place, time of day, number, constellation.
"Red, or black." I said.
"I like purple, black, and red in that order." She whispered and I smiled.
"We have a lot in common, my turn to ask you something." I thought for a moment. "What is your favorite moving picture?"
"Movie?" She asked. I chuckled.
"Yes movie."
"That's an easy one, The Phantom of the Opera." She looked at me and kissed my cheek. We sat at the organ and I looked at her.
"Book?" I asked.
"Well it's a tie between The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux's, and Phantom by Susan Kay."
"I'm guessing both are about me." She smiled.
"Right." She laid her head on my shoulder and I began to play the organ.
"You said you can play most things but the organ." I looked down at her and she nodded. "Would you like me to teach you how to play?" She thought for a moment.
"Sure, then I could go." She pressed a few keys on the organ. "Duhn, duhn, duhn, duhn. Duhn, duhn, duhn, duhn." She giggled and looked at me. "Phantom of the Opera." I smiled and kissed her fore head.
"The organ is a lot like the piano. See there are several similarities, but when you become more skilled you will also see many differences."
Lottie's POV
He played a few songs for me then should me some chords. I knew he was trying hard to keep it interesting but no matter how much I love music I still daydream in the middle of lessons. When my piano teach tried teaching me how to play, I would often drift off and not pay attention.
I found myself doing the same thing with Erik. "That's how you play B flat." He looked at me and I blushed.
"Cool." He gave me a strange look.
"Cool? Are you cold or is that some kind of expression?"
"It means um, that's interesting or I like it basically." He nodded.
"Will you play the B flat?" Oh great he wants me to play. Okay he said it wasn't too different from the piano.
"Like this?" I pressed what would be B flat on the piano. He shook his head.
"No like this." He replayed B flat and I nodded. He had me play it again and this time he praised me. "Good. Now A sharp." He played the note and I repeated it. "Good."
"Can we stop now?" I really didn't want to daydream and embarrass myself again. He nodded.
"Are you all right?" I nodded and stood.
"I'm fine, we can practice later if you want." He nodded. I went to the library and found Nadir reading again. "You like books a lot don't you?" he looked up at me.
"You like him a lot don't you?" I blushed and nodded. He smiled. "Yes I do like books. Perhaps it is good that you love him." I gave him a questioning look. "Well he is always outcast by everyone, and they first woman he ever loved refused him. It is good you love each other.
"Have you ever seen under his mask?" I asked.
"Yes, have you?" I nodded my head. "Really? And you haven't left or tried to?"
"No, Nadir I love him." He gave me a strange look.
"Mademoiselle, Erik may be my friend but he can be very cruel sometimes. Are you sure you are here willingly? If you want I can take you above ground." I thought for a moment. I didn't want to leave Erik but I did want to see the Opera Populaire.
"I can have him take me up; I want to see the opera." He sighed and nodded before going back to his book. I walked out of the room and ran straight into Erik. "Oh sorry."
"No it's fine." He said going into the library. He closed the door behind him and before I knew it he was yelling at Nadir again. "Daroga stop trying to take her away! She is mine!" I blushed at his words, I was his. Nadir yelled back continuing their fight. I went to the swan room and laid on the bed.
Maybe I could get some sleep, I was pretty tired.