 Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
Taliesin was really feeling it. Any and all senses escaped him besides sound. In fact, all his senses could have just become sound. Taste was sound, touch was sound, sight was sound, smell was sound, feeling was sound. He could be swaying to the music he was crafting with his violin in hand. Was he only onlookers would be able to tell him. He hoped there were none. He could not bare to let that thought overtake him.
As he got to the final bar his foot began to tap to create a bit of percussion for the beat. Then his focus snapped as someone spoke over all his now sound senses. He fell over backwards in his seat but held his Violin up and out so that it would not be damaged from his tumble. Sound was no longer touch as he felt the wind kick out of him from landing on his back and he let out a loud "Ough!" He looked up his dizzied sight from the quick fall backwards refocused. His Outstretched Arms held his undamaged Violin overhead and then he turned his head to look toward the door to the Music room and saw the girl standing in it's frame looking directly at him. He caught his breath back and then scrambled to his knees grabbing his violin case and horridly put it back away. "I-it was nothing...I'm okay. T-thank you." She had seen him play. He hated being watched while he played and she just did all that without him knowing it. How horribly embarrassing. He must have sounded terrible and she was just being nice.
Once he got his violin put away he realized. He could not escape the music room without having to pass by her. He was trapped now and white in the face. This was 10x worse than that Acromantula.
"You know Addy?" He looked at her and saw her Gryffindor gear. "Are you sure you don't mean Ava?" His sisters were identical after all. They can be confused if you didn't truly know who they were and their personalities. The both of them being in different houses should be dead giveaways though, and if she was Gryffindor than surely she meant Avalon, and not Addyson. Great Detective Dane was there to help correct mistakes.
The white of his face started to flush out back to it's normal color.
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