where wings sing (open)

[Ruecain White]

Ruecain looked around to make sure no one was around. He had been coming up here for only one reason or rather two if you count sending letters to his little sisters. The other reason was to practice his songs. He looked once more down the stairs, but saw no one. He exhaled and inhaled as always before starting to sing.

"In the summer we were the breeze. Our laughs were in the winds of fall, but our time was cut ever so short from those who never understood. We flew our course and sang our tearful goodbyes in winter. I thought I would never see you again, but then the wings of spring came and showed me that our time would never end. We saw each other in the summer breeze and our laughter's were in the trees." He finished the song and wondered if the song was okay.

'Maybe I should make notes and see if I can adjust it.' He bent down and pulled out his notes and music sheets.

[Hope Windfell]

Hope walked up the stairs towards the seventh floor. She had no luck. Everyone was in the common room, making a commotion. So Hope tried the Library. No luck there either, it was so cram packed. So she even tried the Quidditch field. Nope. Gryffindor was practicing and they though Hope was spying. That was a lie. Hope hated heights, no way would you find her on a broom. So, Hope was going to try her luck at the Room of Requirement. She had stumbled on it her third year and she kept it to herself.

She was halfway up the stairs when she stopped, hearing a voice. More like a singing voice. It sounded nice, and Hope even smiled a bit. It was nice to find people that had a nack for singing or anything musical related. She finished climbing the stairs and saw a boy. Ah, wasn't he in her year to? Well, there were so many people here, Hope was lucky enough to know who was in her own house.

She walked quietly, seeing as he was fiddling with paper, probably something with the song. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. After a second she regained herself, "It sounds nice." She said, hoping not to startle him, "The song... I think it sounds really nice."

[Ruecain White]

Ruecain heard a voice and jump a little. He looked up to see a fellow fifth year. 'Do I know her I wonder, I know she's a fifth year' he thought to himself as he fixed himself up. He looked at her and smiled when he realize she was complementing his song

"Thank you. I'm still working out the works on it but I think I got it down." Ruecain said as he got up. "My name is Ruecain White I'm a fifth year in Ravenclaw but, you already knew I was Ravenclaw huh?" He said as he held out a hand to be polite.

[Hope Windfell]

She smiled a bit, "Well, to be honest, the only house i knew you weren't in was my own, Slytherin." She lightly took his hand, "Ruecain, that sounds like an interesting name." She said. It was surprisingly easy to not be shy, she just had to get enough courage. "My name's Hope, Hope Windfell. It's nice to meet you." She paused a bit, "So have you thought of a name for the song?" She asked, curious.

[Ruecain White]

"Well my parents have a different point of view from other parents. My mum wanted to name me Rue for regret and my dad always wanted a son name Cain. So they decide to smash the two names together and I became Ruecain." He said putting away his music sheets and his quill. He heard her say her name and he replied,

"Your name is really interesting too! It sounds like a singers or a actress name. As for my song I haven't named it, I'll think something but I don't want to name it now." He walked over to one of the windows to look at the view. " So what are you doing up here? Are you sending a letter or are you here for the view?"

[Hope Windfell]

Hope listen to him, his parents seemed interesting characters. "Well, that is one way to compromise." She said, with a small smile, watching him put his stuff away. At his compliment, she was a bit taken back. Interesting? Well, that was a new one, especially for her. "Ah, well.." She slightly looked away, "My mother said i was her hope to a better future, so she had told me that it just was suitable, and my father had agreed and well... that's how it happened..." She slightly rambled.

She turned her eyes back to him, seeing movement, and saw that he stood near the window. At his question, she readjusted the bag on her shoulder, "Well.. hopefully to study." She said with a small chuckle, "Everywhere else i went, it was cram packed or i was considered a 'spy'." She explained. She found herself walking over to the window, looking out as well, "Although i probably should send a letter to my grandfather.." She said, more of an out loud thought.

[Ruecain White]

he laughed a little. "I guess we all have that problem. My common room was so loud I didn't know what I was saying until I left the room." He felt his hair tie loosen up and he pulled it off and tied it back up again in a pony tail.

"Hopefully your grandfather can wait a little while we talk, right?" He asked. He like this girl she was easy to talk to. Not like other girls who worried for looks and studying.

[Hope Windfell]

Hope looked over to him, smiling a bit, "Well, I know your problem there." She said, recalling how loud all the boys had been, all over something involving Quidditch.. or something like that. She chuckled, "I suppose i could wait a while, there's really nothing interesting to tell my grandfather anyway." She said, looking back out the window.

She felt, oddly, relaxed. She was use to people not wanting to talk to her, or just plain out ignoring her. But Ruecain seemed like a nice guy, he was certainly easy to talk to, and very laid back. She began to wonder if that was the nature of most boys from Ravenclaw, but dismissed the thought before looking at him, "This might sound a bit silly, but, are you in fifth year?" She asked, a bit embarrassed.

[Ruecain White]

" Yup! I'm a fifth year all right! A fifth year Ravenclaw! Wit beyond measure is a man's greatest treasure." He sang in his sing song voice. He liked talking to this girl she was nice and charming and she was unique from different girls in his year. "If I may ask are you half blood or full blood wizard?" He asked curiously. he wanted to know more about this girl and by woolly socks he was going to find out.

[Hope Windfell]

Hope stared at him for a moment before she let a laugh out. He was quite the character, she deemed. Much more relaxed and out going than those around her age range. It was.. pleasant. However, with his question, she slightly tensed. She glanced at him, her eyes a bit fearful. Ruecain looked trustworthy without a doubt, and very kind. He didn't look like the type to be judgmental.

However, Hope could hear her grandfather screaming 'god help you, no one outside the family should know!' She looked out the window. "Pure blood." She lied, hating it. She was quiet for a second before she smiled, "And you? Not to be too nosy and all." She slightly chuckled, hoping Ruecain wouldn't pry, or take it the wrong way.

It wasn't that she didn't trust him, it was just that she feared her grandfather more.

[Ruecain White]

He smiled when he heard her laugh. It was a nice laugh to him and it relaxed him. When she had answered pure blood he figured as much, but at least she wasn't all snotty about it like the other people he knew. when she asked what he was he just smiled and answered, "Well I'm full blooded wizard. I don't come from a fancy family like other wizard or witches or I at least don't know if I do." He shifted his weight from one foot to the other as he added,

"Don't worry your not being nosy besides I like telling people who I am. I want people to trust me and like me as much as they can. I don't really dig that whole house rivalry you know?" he said happily.

[Hope Windfell]

"Glad to find someone else who doesn't care." Hope bluntly stated. She personally hated the house rivalry, it cause people to be so sterotypical. For example, since Hope was in Slytherin that meant a, Hope was pure blooded, b, she was rich, c, she was snotty, and d, she was better than everyone. Eh, wrong.

She smiled a bit at Ruecain, "I have another question then, since you like to tell people who you are," She paused, before thinking how to put the question, "Your last name, White, it sounds awfully familiar, do you have any other family members here?"

[Ruecain White]

" Yeah I have two cousins. Both are in Hufflepuff, but ones in their final year. I'm related to Heather White and Micah White." He answered honestly as he continued, "Heather is a seventh year and Micah is in the sixth year." He looked in his bag searching for his most prized possession, his harmonica. It had his named carved in it his sisters bought it with their pocket money. He found his harmonica and smiled at the memory when he got it. "You play any instruments Hope?" He asked as he felt his name on the silver harmonica.

[Hope Windfell]

She smiled a bit, he seemed to be on good terms with his family if he could easily talk about them, something that Hope envied anyone that could do that. She watched him go through his bag before pulling out a harmonica. It was very beautiful, from where Hope was standing, she could see his name carved into it.

She turned her attention back to him at his question. She meekly smiled, "As much as i love listening to music, sadly, i don't have any musical talent whatsoever. I tried a year of the piano, which ended horribly, and then i only lasted a day at violin." She hated that day, not even two minutes on the violin did the strings break and left a small cut on her. Of course, Hope had been nine for the piano and ten for the one day violin. She almost wondered if she, now older, could try to learn an instrument seeing that she had a better attention span.

[Ruecain White]

"I can play the bagpipes, piano, and the harmonica. If you want I could teach you a bit of music." He said before playing a quick tune on his harmonica. It was a happy tune and it seemed to " I never played a violin before, but a piano now that is a beauty that I will never forget." He said as he remised his first time playing the piano. "my nanny took me to the muggle world when I was nine. We stopped at this music store and I ran to this big piano that was different." He paused as he took a breath and continued his memory, "The piano was white and the keys were black and white but they reverse. Being the little kid I was I jump up on the chair and started to play a song. In a way I fell in love with music and I begged for the piano. I got it and taught myself to play it. My life is now music and magic." He turned red a little. "Sorry, when I talk about music I kind of over do it."

[Hope Windfell]

Hope couldn't help but to smile, he seemed to happy. It was clearly evident that he was a musical person. Hope shook her head, "No, no Ruecain, it's alright. You have a passion for music, it's quite alright, I actually enjoy hearing it." She felt a bit embarrassed, but didn't let up her smile, "I've always loved when people chase after what suits them, you clearly are a talented person."

She thought for a moment, before she asked another question, "So do you plan on starting a band or producing music?"

[Ruecain White]

"Actually that is what I want to do." He said a little down cast. He had only told a few people what he wanted to do but not his mother or his father. They were the strict kind of parents. It was their way or no way. " I want to start a band call the "Weird Sisters" but I won't start it until my seventh year or after."

[Hope Windfell]

She heard his voice alter a bit, and slightly regretted the question, however, since he continued on, she figured she didn't hit anything too deep. "'Weird Sisters' you say? That's an interesting name for a band. With lyrics like the one you've written, i'm sure it'll be a big hit, just remember the little people like me when you become big stars." She said with a smile, hoping to cheer him up. "Do you plan on singing or playing an instrument?"

[Ruecain White]

" How could I forget anyone I ever met? You and other people are what make my music come to life!" He said. He could never be like those muggles who take fame and let it swell up like a balloon. He walked a little closer and said, "When people whether magical or muggle go for fame they go two different routes. One they remember who the music is for and they live life as it is or two they sell out and forget all meaning to music. That's why I could never leave anyone behind."

[Hope Windfell]

She was a bit taken back, both by his statement and his movement. She slightly glanced out the window, hoping the slight pink on her cheeks would disappear, but she smiled, "Well, you do look like the person that wouldn't forget us, and i highly doubt that the fame will swell your head." She said, glancing at him with a smile