A long- awaited introduction; Open rp

[laurie-laurence.livejournal.com]

Laurie had settled in quite happily to Gryffindor, though, alas, without much of Jo's company. Since Laurie had never been comfortable around strangers, he was incredibly bored.

As such, Laurie wandered around the castle, thinking longingly of his grand piano back home. He entirely failed to notice where he was until he glanced to the side and realized he'd passed the same statue two or three times. Inwardly cursing (no one in books or in Jo's stories ever got so wrapped up in wishing for pianos they got lost), Laurie wandered around the all again... and ended up exactly where he started.

Damn it- er, bother it all? Mrs. March and his grandfather would give him horrible lectures if they even suspected he'd thought a curse word.

In an effort to stave off guilty thoughts, Laurie turned his attention to the wall. There was, rather suddenly, a door there. Thinking that he'd just missed the door the first few times around, Laurie pulled it open and, much to his astonishment, saw a grand piano in the center of the room. He walked in quickly, without bothering to shut the door after him, and propped open the lid. 

After a few scales, Laurie plunged into Liszt's arrangement of Saint- Saens's Danse Macabre, the music pouring out from the open door into the hall.   

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[busty-robin.livejournal.com]

Steph was wandering around the castle, because hey! who wouldn't want to wander around a magic castle? The moving staircases were icing on the cake. She heard some impressive-as-hell piano music, and set out to find the source.

She leaned against the doorway, and threw up a hand in greeting. "Hey, you're pretty good!"

[soggynotecards.livejournal.com]

*Demyx is walking along the hallway when his musician senses start tingling. He follows the sound back to the room, and leans against the wall, listening.*

[canes-can-kill.livejournal.com]

House had been on his way to indulge his new favorite hobby of attempting to make ridiculously difficult potions in empty class rooms (with the possible side effects of blowing the room up, or making potions with accidentally hallucinogenic properties (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1210120.html)), but he couldn't resist trailing the sound of a well played Danse Macabre.

Finding the source in a surprisingly young man at a beautiful grand piano, he leaned against the door-frame and folded his arms over his chest. Cane hooked over his forearm, he just stood and listened for the time being.