YOU MAKE MY HEART SHAKE, BEND, AND BREAK BUT I CAN'T TURN AWAY!
aurora "rory" archer was a powerhouse. well, sort of. she was a fierce friend with a heart of gold and a love of music. she was also awkward, bad at potions, and... fatherless. her frie...
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MARINA DOBBS WOKE UP ON HER SEVENTEENTH birthday, more excited than any other birthday she'd had... because she got to spend the day at Hogsmeade with her best friends. She didn't have to spend her birthday in a stupid uniform for once. The girl was thrilled to finally be able to dress up, she went with a silky pink dress, layered under a white long sleeve (hoping it would fit the problematic March weather). It didn't take her long to get ready, so she quickly left the dormitory. She heard the sound of Rory playing the piano in the common room as she approached the bottom of the wooden steps. It was a familiar tune, a muggle song, one she would hear her dad listen to. Although both her parents were magic, her dad came from a muggle family which meant she was able to relate to Rory on several fronts.
"Marina!" Rory exclaimed, nearly falling off the piano bench, "It's your birthday!"
"It is! Don't stop playing though —" Marina was suddenly met with a mouthful of Rory's hair as the enthusiastic girl engulfed her in a hug. "I like that song!"
Rory chuckled and pulled away, "You like Billy Joel?"
Marina shrugged, "I mean... my dad does."
Rory smiled and sat back down on the bench, "Mine did too. I don't remember much about him, but I know he'd always sing Vienna to me. Any requests for the birthday girl, though? I can play you that one part in Dancing Queen where it goes 'da da, da da, da da'."
"Do you even know that many songs?" The girl joked, taking a seat next to her.
Rory shook her head and lightly played a scale, slightly reaching past Marina as she touched the higher keys, "I can try though. C'mon... your favorite song? Even if I can't play it, I'd love to know what it is. Mine is probably... Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da! From The Beatles... it's bound to change tomorrow though, it always does."
"Alright, don't make fun. It's Songbird, Fleetwood Mac. It reminds me of you and Fred, and George, and Angelina, Lee... and I wish you all the love in the world."
"I definitely can't play that... but now I want to cry because that's the sweetest thing I've ever heard! I can play you a song from the Les Mis book Fred got me!" The girl opened the book propped up on the piano and began playing a tune Marina had heard before, but wasn't completely familiar with. However, it made her happy to see Rory in her element. Marina smiled and placed her head on Rory's shoulder as the girl touched each key with such caution. She could hear Rory humming along to the tune she was playing. It was a lovely thing to hear. A lovely thing to be with friends.
"Oh no! She's slamming again!" A voice groaned. The girls looked up to see Fred enter the dormitory, with George and Lee not too far behind them.
Rory literally slammed on the keys with frustration and snapped, "I am not slamming!"
