Music is Magic [CLOSED]

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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[Belaya Drocellmeyer]

"Where could Professor Blackwood be?" Belaya angrily muttered to herself. "I'm fucking tired and I want to listen to music, have some milk and go to sleep."

Belaya had been looking all over Hogwarts for the said professor and hasn't had any luck so far. Supposedly the password had changed and she didn't know about it. So when she came back from her stroll with Glamoura, she was locked out!

"Mwrroofff!" the large wolfdog barked and licked her hand affectonately as to say "At least you have me for company!"

"Yeah. I should be thankful I still have you..." she said quietly with a sad smile.

Her loyal friend noticed his master's sadness and stayed next to her side in an atempt to comfort her.
Belaya smiled at her pet's attempt to comfort her. She put her hand on top o Glamoura's head and started to hum a little tune her brother taught her. Jay, her brother, was always the one into music. She had once given him a very handome electric guitar whic he learned to play quickly and soon taught her. After awhle she swore her twin was a music prodigy or something and he was turning her into one too! So far she learned to play the bass guitar, electric guitar, he drums and the violin. He tried to teach her the piano but by then it was a bit too late...

Suddenly her train of nostalgic memories were stopped short as she heard someone's voice and the piano joining together in hatmony. She started hummig along with the song and found herself being drawn to the source of the sound. She quietly opened the door not wanting the music to end. She remembered this song! She had heard this song being played on the radio when she was younger. Her and Jay had loved this band!

"What was the name of this song?" she subconciously wondered "Oh yeah, I do believe it as Turn Off The Lights!"

She started singing with the man on the piano and suddenly started feeling happy and forgot about everything. But she also started to remember the fondest memories with Jay and her love for music and animals.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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[Belaya Drocellmeyer]

...... The room was silent after the music stopped and the man turned to face her.

"Professor McKinney..." she said

The air became a bit tense and very akward. And Belaya responded to this by sitting down and leaning on the stone walls. But as she did Glamoura, hating the tense mood, laid down on her lap and growled meanly at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"Down boy..." Belaya said with a warning growl.

The wolfdog stopped growling at her teacher but still glared at the teacher and laid on Belaya's lap protectively. Belaya decided it was best to keep her hand on her protective pet just in case. After all it would be bad if he attacked the teacher.

"But would you really mind?" inquired a small, dark voice in her head "The vain, arrogant little piece of scum that looks down on others?"

"Oh shut up!!" she replied straight back to the voice "After all he does probably have a good side as well, so be quiet!"

Happily enough the voice obeyed her wish and she decided to break the uncomfy silence.

"So... You're the one. Who would've thought the lead singer of Odd Virtues You Can't Sweat Out is a professor here at Hogwarts." she said calmly but not snobbishly. "Do you mind if you play another song?"

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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[Belaya Drocellmeyer]

As the professor confirmed her suspicions she felt a pang of sympathy for the guy.

"Of course I won't tell!" she said. The usually protective girl dropped down her defenses around the man who was the source of her, no their, inspiration.
"Not everyone has forgotten." she said sadly "Just. Ugh..." she hesitated for a moment before showing the professor a very rare side of her. "You've inspired a lot of people. Let me tell you something, there was once 2 little kids who hated life and were broken in so many ways. They managed to steal a radio and found a station that played music of bands that were rarely known. They heard a song from a band, your band to be exact, and the heavy burden on their shoulders were suddenly lifted and they were in a paradise created from your music. One of the little children was inspired to play music as great as yours and dragged his sister along with him. The little girl was inspired by your music and always will..."

Belaya was tempted to cry as she told the story but she held them back and hugged Glamoura close and buried her face in his fur.

"Well then, about that song..." she said with a gentle smile "Which song should I choose."

She then saw a dusty set of drums in the room and stood up to dust it off and she grinned.

"I know. Can you play "But It's Better If You Do"? I can play the drums for it! But, can you also play 'Nearly Witches'? It's pretty fun to sing. Oh, I could also play the guitar for it too! If you have some that is.."

Those songs, after all were the favorites of her brother and her. She hadn't heard those songs in awhile too.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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He pushed it to the back of his mind and grinned at the girl, "I'm kinda...amazed by what you said about me and my band so thanks, uh, what's your name?"[/color][/ul]

[Belaya Drocellmeyer]

She grinned when she saw the teacher smile widely, knowing that she made someone happy made her happy as well. And she couldn't halp but grin even wider when he agreed to her requests and brought the drum set closer to the piano.

""But he ignored your feelings. Your sadness. Didin't you want his sympathy when you told that story. You told that story for nothing!" Belaya's small voice angrily hissed at her.

"I didn't tell the story for that purpose. I told it to make him feel better! So shut up and go away!" she growled at the voice. "Who cares if he doesn't listen to my feelings. As long as he cares I'm fine with it. Now shoo!"

Once Belaya got rid of her pesky other side she sat down at the drums, picked up the drumsticks and played a few beats to warm up her fingers. It's been awhile since she played so she did a simple beat to make sure she still had her skill. She spparently did and she smiled as she knew she still remembered what her brother taught her.

"Oh, my name is Belaya Drocellmeyer." she replied to him, slightly amused that he didn't know her name after all these years. "Now shall we begin?"

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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He threw her a sideways glance as she told him her name, nodding slightly. "Yeah, thought so."
Brent was lying through his teeth, but he thought he was being nice really even if the fact he couldn't remember Belaya's name at all. He hoped that his lie wasn't too obvious. He cleared his throat, "Yeah, of course!"

Brent sat up straight and started playing the piano again, singing It's Better If You Do, "Now I'm of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret
Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name
As she sheds her skin on stage
I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's P.A.
The strip joint veteran sits two away
Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri..."

He lost himself in the music again, smiling as he sung the tune and lyrics that he knew so well. Y'know what, this is almost as great as the night of my wedding...[/color][/ul]

[Belaya Drocellmeyer]

Belaya began tapping her intro after he said "dignified" twice and where the guitar was supposed to start then broke out into the drums' usual, steady rhythm. She began singing along to the familiar song and she looked so happy that it was like she glowed.

"It's been such a long time since I felt this good." she thought to herself "Jay this is for you"

When the song gradually came to a close she felt like a little kid again. Young and innocent, wanting to be held in her parents' arms. She hadn't felt that in such a long time and it comforted her yet scared her at the same time. She still had her younger self after all, yet.... Yet she didn't want a father. She was still so scared and frightened and hurt.

She then realized that she was probably taking up the professor's time and she needed to escape to her dreams. The emotions were flooding her and she just felt exhausted. Maybe she could actually escape to somewhere perfect and simple. Her perfect dream.

"Well, thanks for letting me play with you professor. I had a great time but I'm probably taking up your time and you still have that paperwork to do I suppose." she said tiredly while pointing at a stack of papers.
"Don't worry I won't ever tell anyone about this. I swear by my brother's soul." she said putting a hand on her heart to show her honesty "Come Glamoura I don't want to have detention for sneaking out after curfew."

Belaya and Glamoura started walking out when Belaya stopped and turned back at Professor. McKinney and said "You know, as long as I have someone who cares about me and loves me I won't care if they paid no attention to me." she let a small chuckle escape her lips "I have no idea why I said that, just forget I even mentioned it. Good night Professor."

She smiled innocently at him and started walking towards the door.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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