From the kitchen, Percy heard her scales become better each time Fleur went through them. When the first recognizable tune was played, Percy froze in place to listen for a few moments, smiling to himself. He came out of the kitchen with a pair of teacups on a simple tray and set it down upon the coffee table in front of the couch. On the tray there was also a little bottle of honey and a sugar bowl, if Fleur wanted to sweeten her beverage.
"Which song was that you just played? It sounded very beautiful." He left the tea upon the table and strolled over to the piano. "My favorite? I have several. But I suppose the one I like the most is a piece from Chopin. I'm fond of it because it was the first complicated song I ever learned."