Brow quirked, Percy inclined his head slightly toward Audrey.
"What about me? My feelings on fairy wings and tights?"
He knew what she meant of course, and his smile was mild, admiring the lights on her hair and face.
"I suppose I don't have any creative endeavors, but I inherited my mother's old phonograph, and I like to listen to music. Jeantet Ferdinand, Emeritus Wrobbel," he continued, naming a few prominent blues musicians of wizarding origins. Wrobbel he'd heard in his fifth year at Hogwarts after paying a visit to Professor Flitwick, and whether the diminutive professor was a blues enthusiast or not, he'd cultivated one in Percy.