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Paul couldn't agree more with Adi. "I..am currently IN a band. We call ourselves...Bleugrasse." He grinned. "I play the banjo in it..." he blushed a LOT. "Would you REALLY want to hear me play, then?" he asked. He didn't know why, but he was a little nervous performing front of the students...even though he'd totally performed in front of a crowd with his band. "Paulina.....?" he forgot her surname O_O.
What a greaaaaat professor he'd be.
"Well, thanks...I thought it was important students have a safe place like this...peaceful, relaxing, and tranquil." He grinned. "Do you play anything, m'dear?" He was curious as to how many of his students actually had a musical talent. And Merlin...she DID want to hear him play--should he go get his banjo from his office?! Ugh.
...and another student! Paul waved and smiled at this one, too. "Hi there! Come to join our little party, apparently?!" It was an impromptu one, but nonetheless, it was making Paul's little heart soar. He felt so...ugh. These people were all so great--he wanted to hug them all and tell them how important they were, how they'd all grow up to be wonderful people--but alas, that might be a bit much, since he was still..new...and didn't know them well.
He'd wait, he'd wait.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." 
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |