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“You can stay and hear me play if you tell me your FAVORITE piece of music and I actually approve of it.”

#yall im gonna try to just bombard the dash with starters im v scared tho #i dont know how to starter but heRES GOES IT #nextgenstart

avigailgoldstein.

Avigail hadn’t had many qualms about missing the ball, and that was before her housemates had returned with tales of all the disastrous things that had happened. Altogether, it was a job well done that she’d decided not to go, but she did wish people would stop talking about it already. “No,” She answered for what felt like the hundredth time, “I wasn’t there—quite luckily, too, since it didn’t seem to be a very good time.”

“Honestly Avi, you’re nice but you can’t be that nice,” even though the statement was said more to herself than anymore, it was constantly an interesting sight to see what looked like someone like Avigail Goldstein be BOMBARDED with questions but Aishwarya also knew that recently her dormmates father had passed. Aishwarya walked up to Avigail, cutting off anyone who was talking to her, “did you curl your hair differently? Did you know that here’s this new liquid eyeliner that changes color depending on your outfit?”

#LOL HEY #aishwarya tries to friend part 1 #( ch: avigail goldstein. )

jassial.

Jas made his way down the hallway, the early morning sunlight filtering in through the large windows and he stowed the healing balm he’d gotten from Madame Pomfrey into the pocket of his robes. He was more than used to the scars that littered his arms and torso by now (even if most of them were no longer visible after being covered up by his tattoos, he was keenly aware of each of them), but he’d rather avoid gaining anymore for the sake of preventing any awkward questions from his classmates. Turning a corner, he narrowly avoided colliding with another student, reflexes causing him to jump out of the way at the last minute, “Er—sorry,” He mumbled, his hand ruffling the hair at the back of his head, “You all right?”

“I’m fine, never been better,” a small smile formed on Aishwarya’s face as she shuffled to pick up her sheet music. After a RELAXING afternoon composing music, f o r g e t t i n g about the world around her, she was headed to the Gryffindor Common Room to check on Rohan, or more accurately, skulk around him. After Valentine’s Day, she felt more protective of him than ever but didn’t want to suffocate him too much. “Besides, if you had knocked my wand out of my hand, we would’ve had a bigger problem. But don’t worry your pretty little head about it, alright?” Warya reassured him before she decided to focus on the person in front of her. “You’re Jas, right? Gryffindor?”