Silent Symphony Closed

I was walking through the halls of Hogwarts, mainly keeping to myself. I'd managed to make a few new friends, but none were really close to me. I needed to find someone in my own house that I could really hang with outside of class. As I passed more students, I kept my eyes down and clutched my sketchbook closer to my chest. I've drawn almost all of my feelings and experiences inside. It was almost like a picture book of my life so far. On the final page was a rough sketch of the ballroom, one of my favorite places in the entire castle-like school.

Almost there Roni, almost there. Maybe I can try out my new song? My thoughts drifted as I approached the door. Reaching out, I got a strange feeling that someone was already inside. Peaking my head inside, I didn't see anyone at first, so I slowly crept into the ballroom. "Hello? Is anyone in here?" My eyes darted from side to side looking for any sign of activity in the room. A smile plastered itself upon my face when I saw a fellow Gryffindor. "Oh, Hello miss. I didn't realize someone else was in here. If you'd like, I can come back later." If the young girl before me wanted some time alone, I wasn't about to step all over her to stay here. I could always just come back and practice the song I'm learning.

I turn up my gaze, to make eye contact with a fellow first year Gryffindor. She seems a bit timid..
" No no! Feel free to stay with me if you'd like to! I was feeling quite lonely in here by myself. Just drawing some things. Come sit with me?" I pat to the floor next to me and motion for her to come. I'm excited! I finally get to talk to someone. I smile at her as I turn my head to my notebook again. My pencil grazing across the page as I draw sketchy but smooth lines.
" How has Hogwarts been for you so far? You seem around my age just a bit taller, so i'm assuming you're a first year like me right? If you aren't I do apologize aha." I laugh slightly, my eyes still looking down at my paper. My dark brown bangs covering my eyes slightly, yet I really don't care, i'm to concentrated on my paper to worry about fixing them right now. The girl seems very nice, the more quiet ones always are. I honestly hope she's as nice as she seems. My pencil across the paper is the only sound currently filling the room.

I was a bit taken aback by the gentle tone of the girl before me. "Thank you." I offered a small smile. I was never the best at social interactions with others my age, at least that's what my older brother always use to say. I noticed that the young brunette was drawing, so I sat down next to her and opened up my sketchbook. I hadn't really had time recently to continue my sketches so this was a perfect opportunity to do so.

Taking out my pencil, I leaned against the wall and began to sketch away, hard and soft lines decorated the page, forming the details of the ballroom, and the young girl before me. "Hmm? Oh, it's been alright I guess. I've met a few people, but no one that I really and truly connect with. Just trying to find my place before the year get's too far forward I guess. Haha, yeah I'm a fellow First year. There's absolutely no need to apologize." I looked up from my sketchbook to the girl, biting my lip as I study her features, I wanted to get everything perfect, capture every highlight, every shadow.

I brushed a strand of my sunset red hear out of my face as my attention went back to my sketch. It was really coming together, turning very lifelike. "I'm Veronica, but I prefer to be called Roni. What's your name miss? Oh, and your hair is a beautiful mix of chocolate and dark hazel." A smile danced across my slightly pink lips. I felt at ease around the girl before me. She's so easy to be around. Her aura is so calm and trusting, like a mother or big sister almost. I could be around her for hours and all my cares could wash away. I drifted into my thoughts as I mindlessly continued to sketch the young girl, artfully capturing every detail almost perfectly.

I smile at the girl beside me, shes so sweet, i'm glad she of most people stumbled in here..
I gazed down at her sketchbook, and wow, she's so talented it makes me feel much smaller around her. The perfect movements of her hand on the paper forming a beautiful drawing.
My eyes flick up to meet hers as she tells me her name.
Roni? Suits her. I smile at her,
" So Roni? You have a very pretty name..I like it! Nothing like mine, i'm Yejhun!"
I say sounding sort of ecstatic.
I turn my gaze back onto my notebook until I hear her voice ring in my ears again.
"O-oh, oh thanks. My hair isn't that great, I mean look at yours! A beautiful red with some light auburn tones."
Roni seems like such an easy person to be around. And sometimes thats a hard thing to be able to point out.
" Ah so tell me a bit about you! I can tell you are into art based on the amazing sketch I see before my eyes." I gesture to her sketchbook.
" Like wow its just..I can't compare. " I say dramatically(but with truth)

I noticed the young girl's gaze shift from her own paper to mine, causing my cheeks to flare up. I didn't normally sketch in front of someone, but it was nice to have the company. As her voice rang through my ears, I looked up at her, to show that I was paying attention to her. "So Roni? You have a very pretty name..I like it! Nothing like mine, I'm Yejhun!" Such an exotic name, I wonder what it's origins are. I gave a small nod and an even bigger smile. "That's a very interesting name, it sounds very foreign. What are its origins if you don't mind my asking? "

My attention was drawn back to my sketchbook, as I was adding in a few more minor details here and there. When Yejhun spoke again, a blush dusted my cheeks once again. I'd never really been complimented on my art before. "Well, let's see...I am the youngest of five children, all of which are witches and wizards. My eldest sister is married to a Muggle man who lives over in the states, so we go and visit once and a while. Even though I'm the youngest, I never get any attention from my mother, and my father walked out on us when I was really young. Mother always told me that he was a no-good drunk who only loved himself and no one else. But my older brother Ashlee, he was the one who really spent time with me and the one who taught me how to draw. I thank him for my current ability. What about you? Tell me a bit about yourself." I looked up from the finished project and handed it to Yejhun to see how much she liked it. It was a picture of her sitting next to me while she was drawing.

I kept on drawing for a while before Roni spoke.
" Oh yeah! I guess, my mother is from South Korea so they gave me a name which would be normal from her country. To make it fair since my father is english. " I smile a bit befre turning down again to my paper. Glancing every now and then at hers which was far better than mine.
As I listened to her explain to me of her home life.
" Woah sounds fun! Im actually an only child. Whch can be a blessing and a curse. As I told you before my mother is from South Korea, though my father was born here in England."
I say happily
Roni seems like a calm but cool persn to hang with. Maybe a possible future friend? I hope so.
I continue to sketch out the room, a bit confused as Roni places her sketchbook in my lap. My eyes widen and I smile.
"Wow! This is really good Roni! So cool! I love it!" It is truly amazing. I love the simple added sketch of Roni and I in the corner.
"You have true talent Roni."

I blushed from her compliment. "Thanks Yejhun, but yours is way better than mine, I mean look at the detail, I wish I could be that good, I just mess around with it once and a while, noting that attracts any kind of admiration. Seriously, you're so good." The girl before me was certainly an interesting one. I hadn't met someone yet with her kind of aura and energy. I wish, no hope, that she and I become the best of friends. "Do you play an instrument at all? Maybe sing? I haven't seen my elder sister in a while and she would always use to sing with me. Dunno why but it always seemed to put me in a good mood after singing a song. The trick is though that you have to find the right one for the mood and setting." I gently took my notebook back and flipped through a few pages to find a few pages full of song lyrics.