Music/Dance Studio

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Adelle entered the music room, not having danced in what seemed like ages she quickly transformed her robes into ballet attire and with a wave of her wand the music from Swan Lake started to play she then began to dance. As she danced the music spoke to her and she felt free.

This is one thing she missed dearly at Hogwarts being able to dance all the time. Smiling, she closed her eyes and continued dancing.

" I hate everything about the muggles so why not say what I mean?"

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She raised her eyebrows and laughed softly. 'You have a lot to learn about hate. Your comments alone allow me to see that.'

She raised her eyebrows and laughed softly. 'You have a lot to learn about hate. Your comments alone allow me to see that.'

"What have you got against muggles?" she asked

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"back in muggle school, one time I was attacked by a boy, so I defended myself, not my fault that filthy muggle died... or maybe. But anyway I got expelled by him attacking me and just a little accident."

Aimee openly laughed. 'How... Sweet. Such a cute story. When you kill a muggle in cold blood for nothing more then the kicks of it, come and find me. Then I'll talk to you about killing muggles and hating them'. She carried on laughing softly and shook her head.

Harmony walked into the dance studio. She saw Aimee there, and almost backed out, but instead, held her head high and walked past the students standing there. She moved to a corner, and picked up a guitar and started strumming softly.

"You killed... a.. muggle?" he could not believe what he heard

"Okey... and to you mr.gryffindor yes I killed him with my bare hands."

Harmony looked up from the guitar, slightly interested in the turn of conversations.

She saw Harmony walk in and her laughter died. She said calmly. 'Could you ever find it within yourself to kill someone who was pureblood, simply because they didn't have respect and were...Muggle like?'

"yes in fact then they are treaters to the magical blood, but I have not practiced the killing curse but I know of it, so I kill by own force"

Harmony finally spoke up. "What if you were wrong? Or even if you were right, would you be able to look their family in their face? Their pureblood family, who aren't traitors?"

"I have no fear of facing a family with a relative that I killed. If one in the family is a traitor... the whole family is."

Emilia started to play some pop on the guitar. The little slytherin was really annoying her, acting all high and mighty

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Harmony put down the guitar and stood up. "I wouldn't be so sure of that. Not everything is black and white like you assume." Her eyes flickered to Aimee. "Just because one is a traitor, doesn't mean everyone is. My family didn't acknowledge the traitor in our family. To us, she was dead."

"well it depends on if the family cares of the traitor.. if they do I think of them as much traitor as the real traitor."

Harmony stared at Aimee. "No, definitely didn't care about her. Just who killed her. Matter of family pride and all. But this isn't a conversation I want to have with you. Good-day."

Emilia. put down her guitar and rolled her eyes at the three slytherins. She then walked out


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I may look innocent but i have the mind of a devil and a past full of horror

he had stood by and vitnessed this insane conversation "What... in.. the dark forest!?" he walked out of the room heading for the room of requirements

'I myself would have no trouble of looking anyone in the eyes after doing such a thing. And if you're family don't care that much what was the letter your gran sent to you about?' She asked, raising her eyebrows.

he watched them walk out and followed them himself.

She watched them all and turned back and entered her little studio. After closing the door, she muttered a spell and the door locked.

She walked to the centre of the room and closed her eyes for a moment. She smiled softly.

She flickered her wand and music began to play. She stood, eyes closed, letting the music wash over her, calming her.

"Family honor..." Harmony whispered, watching Aimee walk away.

Apollonius entered the studio. He could tell it had been Aimee who had locked it, her magic always felt that way. He let himself in and resealed the door.

'I could hear you two from outside. What's this about family honour? The Blazes should know family honour the way the Weasleys knew family riches.' He turned to Harmony. 'Legs any better?'