Jun 04, 2010 16:55
[It's breakfast time, which means the Gryffindor table is filled with the sound of noms. Alfred in particular is quite absorbed with his nomming, as usual, but that doesn't mean he can't glance down the table every now and then, towards the girl he once considered his hermano. Normally he would look away again and return his attention to his food, but today, for some reason he doesn't completely understand, and regardless of the fact that his mouth is still full of bacon, he decides to sing.]
Somewhere, out there
Beneath the pale moonlight
Someone's thinking of me
And loving me tonight...
❦ taiga,
♠ leafy,
♠ augustine,
❧ alfred,
✣ shverse,
☼ game-canon,
♠ mozart,
❦ botan