Who: Matty and Sebastian. When: 8pm, 11/2 Where: A stairwell between the third and fourth floor. What: Exchanging of music. Rating: PG-13, if only for possible language. Open/Closed: Closed.
Matty had been categorizing her records in class for the past few days, filing the ones that were acceptable to share with Sebastian and the ones that he would laugh at her for. At the end of the list that she made, there were thirteen songs left - some he may actually like and some that would guarantee some jest from him. She finalized the list for him and re-wrote it at least six times, her hand shaking even though she was writing it painstakingly slow. Though he was a Slytherin, one with a girlfriend, one who used to be quite strange acting towards her, Sebastian was different.
Very different.
It was something strange about him. Sebastian was being nicer. He was speaking about human rights and the treament of people who were muggleborn - what the hell? She was honestly confused and kind of taken with this strange behavior of his. And then he wanted to trade music with her. Music, her music! She could barely contain herself.
Even though he called her Matilda, Matty found herself fascinated by him. Ha, he told her to stop talking. The thought alone made her skip a step as she headed down to their meeting spot, a vinyl bag of records slung over her arm. She was wearing pajamas (as promsied) and had her hair down, totally prepared for bed. Hopefully he would be there, waiting in the hallway alone would look incredibly stupid.