"I was just teasing anyways," he told Kearns. But it was easy enough to see neither of them was being overtly serious, so he figured they could drop it after that. Which was just as well, because he struck up a discussion with Ashley shortly thereafter.
Quinn and Ashley did seem to have some backstory to them, Dmitry soon discovered after their little exchange, though it was mostly a "just friends" thing, or maybe "study buddies" was a better way of putting it. Still, it wouldn't have really mattered to him any; Dmitry was just putting on a friendly show for his musically talented cohorts. Although there was one thing that caught his attention: This mention of a TV. It happened a lot around Half-bloods and Muggle-borns. He wondered what it might've meant, but wouldn't dare ask in fear of seeming ignorant to his juniors.
Thus he observed in silent diligence.
After they were done hashing out their little contract, Ashley confronted Dmitry about the score. He didn't see why they couldn't play what she wanted, although he stopped for a moment to reconsider just how out of depth he was. He might've been in Muggle Music, but he was far from an expert, and wasn't familiar with the source material. Whatever "Victorious" was didn't ring any bells with him. Oh, that's right...
"I don't really know the song. I only heard the parts you played, actually..." Bummer.
Dmitry had not yet been able to decide what their course of action should be when Glesni appeared in the archway, slouching against the door. Maybe it was because they had both known each other for a good while that he picked up on her voice so quickly, leering at the newcomer before softening his expression once he verfied who it was. It seemed that, whatever reasons she had for coming here, they were quickly dismissed by Ashley's presence. Convenient, because he'd always felt a bit awkward around Glesni ever since they'd both discovered their not-quite-exactly-official-yet betrothal.
"Hey Gles," he offered politely.
An interesting dialogue erupted between Glesni and Ashley. Apparently they were related. Cousins. He tried to wrap his head around that: Just how many people in this castle were relatives? Yet Voronin supposed a glance back at any pureblood family trees would end up quickly leading to a common root however, and decided not to make a fuss out of it, lest he appear hypocritical.
Glesni was puffing Ashley up with other peoples' praise, though he thought he detected a hint of skepticism coming off her choice of words. She could be pretty intimidating, even without trying, so Dmitry wondered if perhaps he was reading into it too much. He swallowed down the lump in his throat before directing his full attention towards Ashley once more. "Well..."
"I think this calls for a more... magical score," he prompted Ashley seriously.
"Wouldn't you agree?"
Dmitry's fingers began to roll over the first few keys, a nostalgic song reverberating through his body. But he stiffened at the first few notes, shaking his head complicitly before reaching into his pocket for a wand of Elder, unyielding. He tapped it against the piano case once, and the mechanics inside seemed to shift from the noise that came from within, before Dmitry cleared his throat (not that he needed to) and began anew once again the same wizard's melody.
Glesni should've known she was in for double the trouble after floating in with an air of expectation like that. Dmitry raised an eyebrow at Ashley, hoping she recognized the tune enough to follow along, knowing full well that her friend Quinn would be there to back her up. After all, this was something of a specialty for the frog choir.
But this particular song was infectious, and even Dmitry couldn't resist the urge to break out in a low hum, a bit shy of a crowd when singing: "Double, double, toil and trouble.~ Fire burn and cauldron bubble.~"
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