Closed A Dreamy Melody PV Tesla Stone

Tes had spent some time after classes for the day rolling around in the grass outside, enjoying the slowly warming temperatures as summer was fast approaching. She'd noticed that after days of gloomy rain the grass was turning green, so she'd wanted to see if the first spring flowers were out as well. She'd found a few flowers, crouching down on the ground to look at them, before rolling her way down a small hill that was warmed by sunshine just to get out some of the energy that seemed to still be stuck from being cooped up most of the winter.

Once her overalls and bare knees were sufficiently grass stained, and her light windbreaker jacket had blades of grass in the hood and pockets as well, Tes started to make her way back inside. Her hair was wind touseled, and she readjusted the black bandana she'd chosen as a headband for the day, picking a few wayward leaves out of her hair. Despite her best efforts to clean up so she wouldn't make a mess for the house elves coming through the halls, she couldn't get rid of the grass stains or a few exceptionally stubborn pieces of greenery in her jacket and hair.

Despite the fact the afternoon was starting to turn into evening, Tes still had enough energy that she couldn't stand the thought of sitting still in her dorm to work on her piles of homework. Making her way through the fourth floor hallways on the way to the owlery, she heard the quiet notes of a beautiful but eerie violin piece. She stopped to listen in fascination, unsure where it was coming from, until it cut off suddenly followed by a squeal of the very same violin. Tes had heard there were practice rooms somewhere around here for the more artistically inclined, but since she herself had no such inclination she'd never gone looking for them.

Her curiosity piqued however, she started wandering through the corridors with a bit more purpose, peaking into rooms and around corners. The music started back up again after a moment's pause, and she used the gentle notes that sounded more like a waltz to lead her in its direction. Gently pushing open the door where it was loudest, she peaked inside and spotted a small girl with dark hair playing. Tes stepped inside quietly, pushing the door closed behind her and lowering herself to sit on the ground, entranced.

The girl was moving like she was dancing the waltz she was playing, all by herself, and Tes admired the way she moved with such grace. It reminded her of the dancers her mothers had taken her to see one year over the holidays. After a moment spent watching, Tes realized that she should have announced herself, and quickly stood back up, blushing a bit with embarrassment. She hadn't intended to be rude; she'd just found herself so distracted she hadn't even realized she'd been staring in silence.

Reaching behind herself to knock gently on the door she called out in a tone quieter than her normal voice in an attempt to not cause alarm, "Um- Hi there! I'm really sorry for just bursting in, I really liked your playing. My name's Tes, by the way. Well, Tesla Stone. I'm a Hufflepuff. Sorry again for coming in without asking, I heard the music from outside and it was so pretty I couldn't help myself," Tes grinned sheepishly, opening her hands and shrugging slightly, "My bad." Hopefully she wouldn't offend the girl too much, and her apology would suffice. Tes wasn't too sure that was the case however.

WINONA KRISTIANSEN First year ❀ Slytherin Interacting: @Tesla Stone Word count: 286

Being so caught up in her alone time activity, Winona wasn't able to notice the presence of another person in the room until she heard her starting to speak. The voice took her by surprise, causing her to lose her balance for a moment, almost dropping her violin which she managed to clumsily catch between her arms.

The Slytherin's pale face was flushed with a reddish, pink hue as she turned to face the other girl, drenched in embarrassment. Her first instinct was to lash out and react with hostiliy for having her practice interrupted, and all those negative feelings were visible in her frowning expression. But only a couple of seconds into listening to the Hufflepuff speaking, she gave off such a sweet impression that made Winona believe there was no need to get so defensive right away. On top of that, she even complimented her skills on the instrument, appreciation and compliments were one of the few things that could brighten up this grumpy girl.

Even with her pouting face looking much calmer, it still felt extremely embarrassing to be seen dancing on her own. Struggling to find what to say, she responded with a question "How long have you been there?" just after asking this, Winona noticed how this question made it obvious she didn't like being seen, making herself even more uncomfortable about the situation.

After taking a deep breath and trying to calm herself, she attempted to respond more politely to avoid coming off as rude "You don't have to apologize, I didn't know the sound could be heard from outside." that sentence was followed by a sigh, sounding defeated. "I'm Winona. Please don't tell anyone you saw me like this."

Tes felt bad for sneaking into the room as the girl blushed, and seemed uncomfortable when she asked how long Tes has been there. She wanted to be the last person making others uncomfortable, but she wasn't sure how to explain herself, so she was thankful when the girl -Winona- took what seemed to be a calming breath and introduced herself.

"It's nice to meet you! I promise I wasn't here long, I just got absorbed and didn't even realize I may have been rude standing here. That really is my bad, and I know you said not to apologize, but I really am sorry. I'm pretty sure these are supposed to be private rehearsal rooms," Tes ducked her head, rubbing the back of her neck self-consciously, "If it's any consolation I really don't think anyone would normally be in this part of the castle anyway? I like to take the long way up to the owlery to get more exercise in."

Tes paused, tilting her head curiously and stepping more fully into the room, engrossed in the conversation the two were having, "Why would I tell anyone? What's wrong with practicing an instrument? I thought you sounded lovely, and you were moving so gracefully it's like you were floating! That's nothing to be ashamed of at all!" Tes laughed, too good natured about her own shortcomings to sound ashamed as she continued, "I stumble around like a newborn goat when I try to dance and make sounds like one when I try to play any instrument!" There was a mischevious twinkle in her eye as she leaned in and mock-whispered in a jokingly conspiratorial manner, "I can do a mean chicken dance though!" She broke into giggles, thinking of the silly antics she'd gotten into previously.

"I can go if you want. You don't have to feel like you have to stop just because I snuck on in here. I'd be happy to watch you practice if you're willing, but if not that's okay too." Tes shifted slightly, doing her best to make her posture open and neutral, not wanting to influence Winona to let her stay if she didn't want to.

WINONA KRISTIANSEN First year ❀ Slytherin Interacting: @Tesla Stone Word count: 223

There was an air of genuineness about the apology given by the Hufflepuff girl, alongside the compliments that stroked Winona's ego. Typically she was the type to get annoyed easily, yet in the course of the short interaction they had, Tesla was so nice that the Slytherin could not help but want to return her kindliness at least.

With the embarrassment she previously felt slowly fading away, Winona spoke with a much calmer, softer voice "It's alright, pardon me if I overreacted. I can be unsociable sometimes." the sentence was even followed by a little smile forming on her pale, blushing face, which turned into chuckles as she tried to envision what the other girl was talking about.

A couple of seconds passed before Winona was able to stop her chuckling and continue the conversation "...an unborn goat? A chicken dance? Show me what that is and I'll let you listen to me playing any time you want." the humorous, friendly attitude shown by the blonde girl was so amiable and pleasant that Winona wanted to join in for once.

"Just kidding, please do stay if you wish to listen. It would be my pleasure." she lifted her violin and positioned it between her shoulder and neck, trying to think of what song she should play next for her first audience in Hogwarts.

Tesla was relieved when Winona seemed to relax, her voice no longer tense with embarrassment but rather soft and calm. It reminded her of Isadora's quiet voice, and that comparison endeared Winona to her rather quickly. Tes grinned, waving the other girl's comment off. "If that's overreacting then you have nothing to worry about! I don't think you're unsociable either, after all you didn't send me out right away without a chance!" Tes laughed slightly, "I have a bad habit of talking to people that may not want to talk to me, and it wouldn't be the first time I was sent away or ignored."

Tes was delighted as Winona laughed along with her, proud that even talking about her antics could get her face to light up with a small smile and quiet chuckling. "I'll trade you! I'd love to stay and listen more. Whenever you need a break though, I'd be happy to show you the chicken dance. No one should have to suffer my singing, but that dance is one of the more fun aspects of the muggle world. Not to mention it's a good image for tarantellegra, the dancing-feet spell! It doesn't make your feet move like the spell does, but I found it's ridiculous enough that just imagining it can help me cast that spell," Tes paused as she caught herself rambling, "Ah, sorry! That class was way back at the beginning of the year, so I'm sure you've already got it figured out well enough. It was one of the few spells I didn't struggle with, so it's one of my favorites. Anyways! Please don't let me stop you!" She waved her hand an apologetic motion, flapping as though to encourage Winona to begin as she brought her violin back up.

Tes shifted further into the room, plopping down to the ground to sit cross-legged, leaning forward to rest her elbows on her knees and cradle her head on both palms.

WINONA KRISTIANSEN First year ❀ Slytherin Interacting: @Tesla Stone Word count: 205

Winona was actually having fun listening to Tesla ramble on and talk about the things that she found interesting. The Hufflepuff's bubbly, enthusiastic personality was quite charming. It took the Slytherin a moment to process all the things she had heard, and her graceful smiling face soon turned into an expression of surprise. "Hold on, did you say the muggle world?" The emphasis on the word made it clear that she definitely did not think positively of them. "No wonder they are the ones to come up with such silly things." she scrunched her nose a little, showing her feelings of dislike about the topic.

Despite Tesla speaking so casually about muggles, Winona chose not to believe she could possibly be descended from one of them. Maybe the girl just happened to know about them for some reason. The chance of a muggle being so nice, friendly, and sweet seemed simply impossible in the mind of the pureblood girl.

The confusion and curiosity felt uncomfortable, so she just gave up and decided to ask directly, trying her best not to come off as offensive. "Did you live with them or something?" Now that she was so distracted, she completely forgot about playing her instrument.

Tes's eyebrows rose in surprise and her shoulders tensed almost imperceptibly at Winona's sudden distaste for muggles. Sure, she knew logically that some wizards believed in that blood purity stuff and weren't the biggest fans of muggles, she even had made some friends with families that believed that sort of thing. That didn't mean she'd actually met someone that blatantly didn't like them here at Hogwarts, and it caught Tes off guard. Sure, her dance was silly, but not in a bad way like Winona made it sound. She'd seemed to be enjoying their conversation too, engaged and friendly up until this point.

Tes did her best to stay open and keep her body language from changing, but she couldn't stop herself from shifting so she was sitting with her knees tucked to her chest, chin resting on top of them and arms holding herself tightly in a comforting ball. She didn't want Winona to feel bad, but her actions had a pit opening in Tes's stomach. "My momma is a pureblood from America," Tes defended weakly, thinking of her grandmother's pride in their heritage and the party she'd been dragged to. "My mum is a muggleborn from England. We live on a farm near a muggle town. I went to primary school there. That's where I learned everything."

Tes curled up slightly tighter, surprised by how much her feelings were hurt by the question. Winona clearly didn't mean anything by it, but Tes was a bit oversensitive, with the letters from her grandmother looming over her. "I don't think it's silly just because it's made by muggles," her voice was small, vulnerable in the quiet of the practice room.

Judging from how full of joy and sunshine Tesla was just a minute ago, it was not difficult in the slightest to understand how she was feeling downhearted. Winona, the one responsible for the words that had put Hufflepuff in a bad mood, could feel a sense of guilt occupying her mind. This was somehow new to the Slytherin; normally, she would just say whatever mean words she felt like and not think about it afterward. "Oh dear, please excuse my attitude. I meant no offense." Her prejudice towards Muggles was very much real, but she felt no reason to direct it towards another student in this situation.

Carefully, Winona set the violin and bow down, and sat down beside Tesla to try explaining herself. "I'm sure they make great things too, just like how wizards can also do silly things sometimes." Due to her very limited knowledge of Muggles, the young girl found herself genuinely struggling to find examples to continue the point she was making. "I think their vehicles are really cool! Cars and, umm... motorcycles? I'd definitely want to ride one someday."

Winona could recall her father saying the exact same thing, only to be scolded by her mother about how dangerous the vehicles were. The scene that replayed in her head was funny, but she tried to remain calm and sympathetic to avoid further offending Tesla. Hopefully her attempt of changing the subject could offer some peace.

Tes was surprised when Winona almost immediately excused her words, moving to sit down next to her. She really hadn't expected the Slytherin to set down her violin and sit on the ground with Tesla. The floor didn't really seem much her speed, and that willingness to be on the same level as Tes, as much as any words she could have said were a good enough olive branch to the good-natured girl. Uncurling from the ball she'd unconsciously wound herself into, Tes couldn't help but grin a bit at Winona's hesitancy over the names of muggle transportation.

"No harm done! I suppose everyone can be a bit silly sometimes, you're right," she said, smile returning to her face and posture relaxing again. "Cars are really cool, and motorcycles are pretty neat too! Mum used to drive one all the time, but they're super dangerous and her parents kept stop asking her to stop. All it took was Momma asking one time for her to stop riding it on busy roads, and she stopped right away. I got to ride on the back of it to school once or twice before that, though. She still rides it around the farm sometimes where there's no other traffic," Tes leaned back on her hands, tilting her head to look up at the ceiling as she wondered aloud, "I think it's funny Momma thinks it's so dangerous though. I mean, it can't be any worse than riding a broom or a horse, right? Wizards do plenty of things that are dangerous!"