La Vie En Rose Fin.

Quand il me prend dans ses bras

Il me parle tout bas

Je vois la vie en rose
Sweet tones float from the rehearsal room, created by none other than the pretty boy himself, Rowan Bane, who was singing one of his favourite songs at the moment, and to his cat, none the less. Tripod looked indifferent, but Rowan was having a good time at least, giggling his ass off every other verse as he pet the cat that was resting in his lap. 

Little did he know, the door was open and he was being quite loud, so the music was drifting well down the halls to who knows who that was walking past. Most would be interested, with the slightly husky voiced male, but most moved on as well, and didn't bother stepping in, merely glancing in as they walked past then moving on. They knew of him, but didn't know him enough to interrupt the moment with an introduction, or an interaction.
Il me dit des mots d'amour

Des mots de tous les jours

Et ça me fait quelque chose
However there was one male that would have an excuse. And maybe that male was walking past. Maybe he was looking for something. Someone. Who knew what he was doing before this point. 

But Rowan was not thinking of anyone else at that moment, but was simply thinking of how absolutely done with him this cat looked. Tripod, to his credit, did look pretty grumpy, but had not jumped off his lap quite yet and ran away, so he continued singing, no, belting out lyrics in his only mildly rusty voice. 

His accent, however, was no short of perfect, thank you very much.

Reducio
@Miko Limof
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Often lying, but not to you.
La Vie En Rose Fin.
Miko was making his way through the hall because he wanted food, and food was good. He still was sporting his black eye but in his opinion it made him look that much cooler than he actually was. All the boy could think about in that moment was delicious pumpkin juice, or maybe even some tasty butterbeer. Having recently snatched a permission slip (against the rules, might I add) he was free to go any time he would like which was preferable for a chocolate frog addict like himself. Gah, he was getting carried away already!

A sweet voice was being carried through the halls that already sounded somewhat familiar. Was it a certain white-haired boy he knew? Possibly, whoever it was though, Miko wanted to check it out. He changed his direction and headed toward the Rehearsal Room, listening to the lyrics and determining that this was most likely French due to the pronunciation of the words and how the words were actually built.

Once he reached the mildly large door, he peaked inside. Yes, it was exactly who he thought it was. Rowan was in there singing extremely loudly. After the hospital, Miko was eager to meet up with the boy even though they already did previously in the hallway. It was all but a blur. The Hufflepuff could remember him quickly leaving the room because of his father but that's it.

Swiftly, Miko walked inside. "Hmmm, French, is it?" He asked, as though he didn't already know it was French. The Hufflepuff listened more and nodded. It was quite amusing how Rowan was very clearly enjoying himself whilst doing this which was nice to see for a change. By that thought Miko meant that Rowan often tried to hide emotion and he was getting bored of seeing the same old dead expression.

We could get killed! Or worse, EXPELLED

-Hermione Granger
La Vie En Rose Fin.
You better bet Rowan screamed. From the mix of surprise, interruption, sheer emotion of seeing Miko, or whatever  but he jumped and let out a good proper banshee screech, causing Tripod to scatter. 

"Cher dieu, tu m'as fait peur- Bloody hell Miko! You scared the ever loving- UGH!" Face twisting to a look of annoyance, Rowan groaned, throwing his hands up for a moment before he turned to him, glaring for a long moment. Throwing a bird up at him, he finally started cooling down, sighing as he looked over the male.

After a long moment of just... studying his expression softened, and he glanced away, the slightest bit of a blush flaring up. 

"I still care." he had said

"So you heard- erm- like everything? Saw quite a bit as well too? Yeah... Yeah of course. Uh- yeah- it's French, La Vie En Rose, a uh.. yeah just a french song." Dear gods he was a mess. Glancing away, Rowan recalled their last interaction very clearly. 

Recalled how it ended.

"I ran away from home, I'm living with my lesbian aunts now, I have a cat, I was worried about you nearly all of the summer because I didn't hear a word from you, bitch, I'm sill mildly worried because you need to tell me about what happened and how and where and how healed you are, and give me my damn locket back, and you deserve better than an emotionally fried shitehead like me, and you just- you suck Miko Limof, and I'm ranting now so I am going to shut up." After cramming that emotional wreck of a run on sentence into about five seconds, he took a deep breath, and finally, indeed shut up like he promised. 

Often lying, but not to you.
La Vie En Rose Fin.
Miko leapt up a proper foot up in the air from being startled by the scream. A few students looked inside the room with a curious look, probably wondering as to why a banshee was in the Rehearsal Room. He grinned sheepishly and waved back at Rowan, watching as the cat scampered away. The Hufflepuff just nodded when the finger was given to him, not surprised that that had been his greeting. What a warm welcome, right?

"Yes I saw everything and heard only most. Very nice voice ye got there, eh? I mean I already knew that but whatever." Miko walked in further into the room and closed the door so nobody would hear the conversation or just randomly walk inside while they were conversing. "And thanks for the kind welcome lad." He smirked and laughed to himself, isn't he so funny?

Once the rant started Miko was a bit more startled now as to why Rowan was bringing this up randomly but so be it. "Uh..." The Hufflepuff quickly shut his mouth in fear of being yelled at by the other boy.

He nodded in understanding once the Gryffindor stopped, holding in a laugh. "Ah...I suck, yes? Very interesting. You didn't hear from me because my owl bloody died over the summer, my dads were still fawning over me and I was still being harassed by my brother." Miko groaned, it's as if Rowan forgot that Miko wasn't the most wealthy Purebloods out there. Especially compared to Rowan, in fact he was still shocked that someone as high up as Rowan even spoke to him. The lad shrugged, still taking in the other's words.

"I healed fine I guess." It was very clear he was lying actually. The doctors had screwed up in healing his shoulder and other bones immensely and Miko was paralyzed for a bit afterwards. During the summer the hospital had him back in to reconstruct his bones because of the terrible job the doctors did. The black eye stayed clearly, but that's all that was obvious. Except maybe a small wince every time his arm moved. 

Miko obliged, handing the other boy back his locket, nodding as he did so. "Satisfied now?" The comment had a hint of resentment in it which was probably obvious to Rowan but to others it would have been not too noticeable. "Well now my family's y'know...thousands of galleons in debt but we'll pull through some day maybe." He shrugged, sitting down a few feet away from Rowan. "Why'd you run anyway?"

We could get killed! Or worse, EXPELLED

-Hermione Granger
La Vie En Rose Fin.
Rowan tried his best not to flinch every two seconds at his words. Lots to process there, huh? He kept up though, saving his comments for the end. Because there was alot to comment on there. 

"My voice is shit thank you very much, I haven't had a proper lesson in who knows how long, and I think you deserve that just a little. Though sorry still, as my idea of deserving likely differs from yours."

Taking a breath, Rowan thought for a lonnnng moment over his words, only to find Miko was indeed handing the locket, which he did not expect, nor did he expect the resentment that came with the item. Turning it over in his hand for a moment, time seemed to slow just a bit, though he was still very much listening as he popped it open with his thumb, and looked at the picture inside. 

It was Miko, of course. 

Only the slightest smile touched his lips, though it soon died as he heard the words following. No rest for the wicked, eh?

"Let's... start from the top. I'm very sorry your owl died, and I'm sorry I'm still a rich prick with money. If you ever need help with anything, I'm here. It's the least I can do really. After well.." Rowan waved a hand and shook his head, not wanting to turn the conversation sour that fast. Though of course the conversation was already going there. 

It was a mistake to hope, even with Miko's words from last time. 

Mood already dropping like a stone, Rowan flinched ever so slightly, and pulled his face into something like normal, avoiding the sadness that was coming, and avoiding the hope he had had. He shook his head ever so slightly, before he spoke again. 

He wanted to call Miko out, anger bubbling at the base of his throat. And so he did. Obliged to the one emotion he could agree with.
"What did they fuck up this time? Shoulder? Ribs? Oh, and I ran because he was finally becoming outspoken with having a damaged son, and I was done with it."

Often lying, but not to you.
La Vie En Rose Fin.
His voice was shit...what a statement, eh? The black-haired male begged to differ honestly, Rowan's voice was impressive especially for someone his age and without having practiced for a while. With Miko's lack of self-esteem and a lot of missing self confidence he would even go as far as to say Rowan's voice was better than his own which it arguably was, in fact.

"Meh, I'll survive. You and your low self-esteem won't though, with my constant compliments. Speaking of which, your hair looks especially nice today." This was a bit weird to say but he did in fact envy Rowan's hair, especially since it behaved. One look at Miko and his hair made him look like he went through a tornado. It was attractive on him but he didn't see it, obviously.

Miko fiddled with his locket, with a sly smirk on his face. He observed Rowan's reaction to him giving the locket back and figured he was satisfied with it, as it was acceptable. The Hufflepuff looked back to the Gryffindor and saw the hint of a smile which  left him feeling more content, that was the smile he missed more than he thought. 

"You're not a prick." He paused, taking in a deep breath and rethinking his statement as it wasn't completely true. "You're not a complete prick. Besides, I enjoy your snarkiness once in a while, gives you character." Miko smiled softly at the other boy, attempting to lighten the mood a bit. "Meh, money is the least of my family's worries. Well that's a lie, we just don't want it. The Limof pride is strong." The Hufflepuff nodded slowly, his family was extremely stubborn, especially on getting help from others. It was annoying at times but Miko learned to live with it, especially since he had some himself.

Miko shrugged awkwardly, not completely sure how to reply.

"Er..well kind of everything. God, we're a mess. But that's okay we can be a mess together, right?" Miko moved onto the bench and pat Rowan's shoulder (a bit awkardly maybe, but he meant the pat).

We could get killed! Or worse, EXPELLED

-Hermione Granger
La Vie En Rose Fin.
"Sorry just... all the things I've been meaning to say since... that. And I... Nevermind." Rowan shook his head slightly, clearly unhappy with himself. 

Listening for a long moment, he kept to himself, kept silent, decided which topics needed to be continued, and which could be dropped, because there were quite a few piling up and he didn't need to keep talking that much. He didn't need to be here at all, but here he was, as usual, causing some bs to pile up and ruin everyone's day.

Rowan clutched the locket tight in his hand, metal digging hard into flesh, nearly breaking skin.  
"Miko I am very much a complete prick. I am not a good person by any means. I'm- I'm needy and I'm selfish and I'm snarky I'm rude- the list goes on and on. I don't see what you think is good in me. Seriously. Besides, I'm warping this conversation, I should stop, apologies." He waved a hand, looking away for a moment. 

He flinched hard when Miko touched him. Not expecting it, really. Well- he never expected any touch. Didn't see why people wanted to touch him- wasn't used to physical touch- call it what you will but Rowan very blatantly flinched back, and flinched back hard. 

"Sorry- sorry- sorry- uh- yeah- yes we can both be a mess I guess. Sorry..."

He was an idiot for giving either one of them hope. For hoping himself, for giving miko hope, for hoping that they could... Rowan glanced up at Miko for just a moment, before he quickly glanced away, trying to keep himself neutral. 

Blood dribbled out of his hand, metal having cut skin- hard. Eyes flaring open, he opened his hand finally, swearing softly. Red over gold, Gryffindor through and through sadly. He rubbed the blood off the locket, trying to hide his hand in his robes, stopping the bleeding before Miko could notice hopefully. 

"I..." He sighed through his teeth, shaking his head. "I'm sorry Miko." There was more meaning behind his words than he cared to acknowledge. "I fucked so much up."

Often lying, but not to you.
La Vie En Rose Fin.
Oh god. What a great thing self deprecation was, right? NO, WRONG! It was terrible, especially since it was nearly never true!

"Alright alright, Rowan. Lemme stop ya there. You may be a prick sometimes but all the time? That's far fetched. If you were a prick all the time you wouldn't have taken the locket the first time I gave it to you, and you wouldn't have visited me in the hospital! So just..no." Miko should his head, a bit frustrated with Rowan's constant self deprecation but hopefully Miko would change it. Or at least change some of it. Maybe. "Selfish?? No. Snarky? Maybe. Rude? Absoloutley not! You're extremely nice to me most the time!"

Most the time.

When Rowan flinched hard, Miko retracted his hand faster than the Usain Bolt can run. It scared the ever-loving crap out of him, and it was obvious as he backed away reluctantly. Quickly, his eyes darted around the room and then to Rowans hand as he saw a jerk from the locket. Was that...?

bLOOD?

Miko's eyes widened as he looked around frantically and dug around in his pockets. The Hufflepuff quickly placed the bandage over the wound and then backed away once more, figuring Rowan needed space. If he didn't need space why else did he flinch when touched? As clueless as Miko was, he thought he could pick up on some things and it's true, but not on emotional things too much.

The Hufflepuff shook his head. "You didn't fuck anythi-." He froze. Miko checked his watch and his eyes widened once more. 

"Gotta blast!" Miko told Rowan.
And with that, he was gone.

We could get killed! Or worse, EXPELLED

-Hermione Granger
La Vie En Rose Fin.
~Fin~

Often lying, but not to you.