 Slytherin by heart
Drago made his way around the office, humming something lightly to himself. His deep voice was oddly suited to humming, though the notes still didn't seem very fluid. Whether deliberate on his part, the eeriness of the song, or a sad failure due to the limitations of the human voice was unknown. It did leave it rather haunting at points, and yet others one could almost recognize the song, as he alternated between harmony and melody.
The humming continued, just heard as he passed each person, each cubicle, as he absently shuffled through his paperwork on the way to the filing cabinets.
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Armand and Damien Beta-Erikson
Named for Legends
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