Secret days, no ones there

[raelin]

Cinderella didn't have it this bad. Then again maybe she had nothing at all. The world was spinning, and right now it felt like Rae had stopped spinning along with it. A simple fix, but no where to hide. There had been a long standing issue with some teachers not liking her to play her guitar in their classrooms, even after all the classes were done for the day. It just didn't make sense. We're all places this way? Inside the purse that hung over her shoulder, was her guitar. But it wasn't it's full size, that wouldn't fit. So Rae had shrunk it down with a small spell her mother had taught her once. Something about packing lighter?

Her baby blue eyes darted back and forth. Searching for anyone that might have followed her. Sure she had played her songs and what not during the summertime, but here and school was another thing. There were few people that actually knew what a Guitar was, and some plain out hated Muggle things. Honestly the blond couldn't really understand what the whole deal was with wizards hating muggles. So what if they couldn't do magic!They still had much better technology then the Wizarding World had.. Today she was dressed in a pair of faded jeans and a red long sleeved shirt. Over the shirt she had a short jean jacket that had a few rhinestones on the back, and over her pants she had a short pink fabric skirt. No she wasn't a country girl, but she did like their style of clothing.

Her blond waves were pulled up partially into a messy bun while her bangs were still left out. Quietly she crept into an empty classroom, and pulled up a desk near the back of the room. Glancing around once more with her blue eyes, she pulled out her small guitar and fixed it back to it's original size with little difficulty. Slowly she pulled out the guitar pick from between the string where she hid the black and white piece of plastic normally. She closed her eyes and laid the pick to the strings, where she began to softly strum a song. Her slender fingers picked at the strings expertly, which is how she liked to start off her sessions. Where as the pick she'd pulled from the strings laid abandoned on the desk next to her.

The pick itself was more of a momentum then anything really. But she kept it none the less. Her head was lowered a bit as she curled herself slightly around the instrument. The sound of the strings and melodies was relaxing, and it was what she needed after doing school work all week. After a few songs, she figured she'd make herself a bit more comfortable. Off her shoes came, as well as the jean jacket; it was comfortably warm in the classroom.

[ludo]

Ludo was sweating pretty heavily as he walked through the doors back into the castle. His broom was slung over his left shoulder. Though practice had ended long ago Ludo had insisted on staying behind and working out on his own, creating moving targets and releasing the bludgers aiming them as best he could toward the targets. He had always had good accuracy, but it needed to be better if he was serious about going pro. He wiped his forhead with the sleeve of his gray hooded sweatshirt. He could feel his bodies perspiration against his skin, but thanks to the thick material of the sweatshirt it was not too obvious how much he was sweating.

Moving wearily down the corridors his ears perked at a sound. It was faint, but he was sure he could tell where it was coming from. He felt drawn to the music as if by some spell, though it was really more curiosity than anything The song was not one he recognized, but the melody was pleasant. Soon Ludo had tracked the music back to it's source, an empty classroom...or rather a near empty classroom as someone was clearly making the music. Ludo pushed through the entrance way to find that someone was a rather cute blond girl who's face seemed familiar though he was sure they'd never spoken before.

The girl had removed her shoes and her jacket and it wasn't long before Ludo realized why as there was a rather nice warmth to the room. Still carrying his broom over his shoulder and still sweating just slightly he moved towards the girl. "Your really good at that," he complimented her coming to at the desk across from her.

[raelin]

At this point Rae had begun to hum out the words to the song she was strumming, her voice clear as it had been this summer. Pleased, she finally began to sing the actual song, her voice echoing around the room. She hadn't yet registered that she had an audience, but when she finally looked up from her guitar, she smiled slightly and finished up the song. Raelin was far from shy, and to not expect someone to find her was a stupid notion. Her cheeks did flush though , so she turned her eyes to look at her strings again.

When the song was finished, she looked up at the boy and smiled a bit. "Thank you." she said softly, lifting a slender hand to move her bangs out of her eyes. Rae let her hand fall across her guitar as she smiled at him. "What's your name?" she asked. His face seemed familiar, but they'd never spoken. So why not remedy this now.

Her eyes surveyed him with interest. He seemed a bit weary, and he also looked like he'd just a run a marathon by the way he was breathing; even if it had slowed a little. His was attractive, she wasn't going to lie, and there was only a few sports in the castle where you run out of breath. So he had to be a quidditch player. 'A man after my own heart.' she thought to herself.

[ludo]

"Sorry," Ludovic apologized feeling foolish for not having introduced himself. "I hadn't realized there were still people in the castle who don't know who I am," he said smiling so as to make th comment sound less pretentious. "I'm Ludovic Bagman, soon to be famous pro quidditch player," he said introducing himself leaning his broom against the desk on which he sat. "And who might you be," he asked raising an eyebrow slightly in inquiry. Here had had thought he had met (and dated) all the attractive girls in the school and yet this one had managed to slip through the cracks.

She had a pretty voice, it carried well, just as melodic as the notes that rang from her guitar. It hadn't occured to Ludo until just now that he could possibly have distrubed this girls private session. "You don't mind my company do you?" he asked hoping the answer would be no. He wasn't used to disturbing people with his presence, and most people seemed to enjoy having him around, but he really had no right to assume the same would hold true for this girl. On second thought if she really didn't want him here he would know it by now.

Ludovic began searching his brain trying to decipher where he knew the girl from. The image of her walking past a fireplace flashed through his mind leading him to a rather obvious conclusion:she was in his house. But always safer to check than just assume. "Your in Ravenclaw aren't you?" he asked letting her know through his phrasing that he was pretty sure he already knew the answer.