Sighing he went back to scribbling things on his paper, linking events to words looking for any pattern. Not finding anything consistent he crumpled the paper up a bit louder than he thought it was he received a glare from a seventh year. Hearing the door creak open he looked up to see someone familar to him. Eri, they had attended the same horrible dreaded Pure-blood academy. Lucien hated even thinking about that place. Every day seemed to be the same, Odette got bullied, Aravis punched somebody and got threatened, Lucien normally was trying to cheer himself up, and Maven was being pushed into a koi pond. Lucien had never really noticed if anyone else had a routine. "Hello Eri. Long time no see." Lucien smiled.
My eyes aren't both blue. One is green. One is blue.
My theory. Music can fix anything. Anything.