 Krittika Joshi :: Ravenclaw ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Maybe Krittika’s feelings weren’t as resolved as she thought they were. True, there was still anger within her towards Justus, mainly because he had been seeing Emma before breaking things off with her. Cheater.. The good thing was, she wasn’t as angry now as she had been before. That was progress, right? Yet that wasn’t what the Ravenclaw continued to focus on at the moment.
Her second attempt saw just as much happening as the first {or perhaps a bit more?}, and the positive sort too. Kritti was in awe of what she saw and heard. The mix of indigo and copper was simply breathtaking, the low tune melodic. When they faded out, she was hit with the realisation that indeed the second half of her memory was the right choice.
Ooh, look!
Even more happenings! As the two auras shifted towards each other and met, the Ravenclaw’s eyes widened slightly. Whatever could happen next? Xerxes’ reaction pretty much summed up hers had she not been too busy admiring the auras and taking in the melodies. The entire interaction brought a warm smile to her face, from the moment of uncertainty the banjo and the harp had of each other. Krittika was no musician but even she could tell that after a short period of time, they had grown comfortable with each other.
“It’s wonderful, isn’t it?” she asked the first year Hufflepuff with the banjo. The harp and the banjo certainly made a great pair! |