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WHO: Kurt Hummel and YOU
TONE: Very light for now.
RATING: PG-13, just in case?
WHEN: April 27th,
WHERE: The library
WHAT: Kurt is reading up on masquerades in the library. And singing. Because Kurt. (Prose, but action tag replies are fine.)
STATUS: In-progress

It was kind of insane, really, that in almost five years this was his first time throwing a party at Hogwarts. It wasn't that throwing parties was something Kurt did a lot, but he did like to entertain and set things up; get decorative... And the level of control it offered was nice.

A masquerade had been a truly brilliant idea on Denley's part. Mysterious, elegant, fancy... Hopefully those inherit traits would lead to decent behavior. Kurt wasn't against people having fun, but he didn't want another fight busting out as had happened a month or so ago between some of the third years. (At least that had been over music. Sort of.)

Still, the fact remained that Kurt didn't know a whole lot about masquerades beyond the basics. So, he'd headed to the library and found some appropriate books. Now he was settled at a table, leafing through pages and singing quietly to himself.

"Blackbird singing in the dead of night... Take these broken wings and learn to fly..."

The more he got involved in his reading, the less he kept his volume in check.

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It was a rare moment that Stuart was away from Murdoc, but one he was grateful for none the less. He wasn't really doing anything in the library, just wandering through the aisles absently. No, real reason, it was just nice and quiet there, and he sort of liked the smell of old books.

At least, that was until he heard the light singing, sort of. He didn't really consciously turn towards it so much as he drifted in that direction, humming the tune under his breath. By the time he got to Kurt, he was singing along too.

"Blackbird singing in the dead of night... take these sunken eyes and learn to see..."

Kurt only paused for a second when he first noticed someone else's voice joining his, and then he continued to sing the line. Once it was done, he looked up and smiled softly.

Staurt was in his year; a Hufflepuff and though Kurt didn't really buy into House stereotypes too much when it wasn't about Gryffindor, it certainly seemed that Staurt fit in with the house's reputations for being a bit too soft. Still... A nice guy.

"It's always nice when someone else knows Muggle music."

A dopey smile was sent back Kurt's way and Stu shrugged, hands going into the pockets of his trousers. "Muggle music's all I know. Don't really hear lots music 'round here, do yeh? An' I'm from a muggle family, so I don't ever hear it when I go home for the hols."

Kurt nodded. "Same here, for the most part. I've heard some Wizard music, but I've still spent most of my life with Muggle stuff. You have a good voice, you know."

"Yeh, s'why Murdoc keeps me around, hehe." His grin goes a bit wider - he's already forgotten the last conversation he had with Kurt about that particular person. "Yours is pretty too. Kind of like a girl's, if you don't mind me saying so."

Kurt smiled. Pretty was definitely a compliment, and he knew his range was more feminine. "I don't mind at all. Thank you, actually. That's always nice to hear."

"Well, I just know some boys don't like being compared wif girls, is all," he shrugs, shooting Kurt another smile. "Just didn't want to offend you or anyfing. Cuz I really do like, and I fink I'd like to sing wif you more."

"Err, when we're not in the library, though."

"Only because they're stupid," Kurt muttered, but then he smiled warmly at the other boy. "I'd like to sing with you, too."

Tolys spent most of his free time in the library around this time of the year, and today was no different--he'd piled his textbooks around him like a small academic fort, taking up a table not too far from the one Kurt had claimed. Wrapped up in transfiguration notes, he hadn't noticed the singing until it had gotten fairly loud and he'd finally looked up. His first thought was that the boy was a good singer. His second was that the library probably wasn't the best place for that sort of thing. Eventually he speaks up.

"You'll get into trouble if you keep singing that loudly."

Kurt blinked and looked over at Tolys, his voice fading off. His expression was mildly annoyed, but he knew the boy had a good point -- And he hadn't been complaining so much as warning him.

"Right. I didn't realize I'd gotten louder."

Tolys frowns a bit at the annoyance on the other boy's face--he knows the boy is older and while he tries not to believe the more ridiculous opinions on the various houses he's heard a lot of things about Slytherins. More importantly, though, Tolys doesn't want to be taken as rude.

"You're a good singer," he said, "I just don't think some people would appreciate it."

The librarian, specifically.

"No, you're right... On both accounts, thank you."

Kurt titled his head to the side, looking the boy over. He was familiar, but he couldn't quite come up with a name to match the face. "I'm sorry, who are you?"

"Tolys Laurinaitis," Tolys said, smiling a bit. "Fourth year Hufflepuff. You are?"

He shifted some of his books out of the way, making his fort less of a fort and more of a tower stacked up in a corner.

"Kurt Hummel. Fifth Year Slytherin." Kurt eyed the stack of books, looking somewhat amused. "What are all of those for?"

Link had no intentions to stop by the library today. In fact, he was hoping to avoid any academic related activities outside of going to class, but he unearthed a library book he borrowed a year ago and was hoping he could sneak it back onto the shelves without getting caught. Glancing up and down the aisles for the correct section, he stopped for a moment when he heard singing. It wasn't a song Link recognized, but the voice was pretty familiar.

Link leaned around the bookshelves to see his roommate sitting at a table. Placing his book casually between two unrelated books, he made his way over to the other boy. "You know, this is one of the few times I've heard you sing," he commented, seating himself across from Kurt.

Kurt stopped singing immediately and smiled across the table at Link.

"Hello, Link." He closed his book, waiting to hear a verdict on his singing.