All or Nothing (Mikael)

[Elizabeta Anne Beilschmidt]

Eliza, after the incident with Madame Pomfrey not long before, decided that it was probably wise to not smoke in the courtyards anymore. Since Esperanza was too busy to sneak out with her and Vash was studying (which he did way too often), she decided to go down to the Stone Circle by herself. It was better than sitting in Hogsmede alone, smoking a cig and waiting for one of her brothers to show up as they tended to do (the creeps).

She plucked her pack of cigarettes out of their hiding spot, pulled on her Converse and left the school. She wasted about point-five seconds on scanning the crowds for a familiar face before dropped the attempt. Her friends were off doing their own things at the moment; she had no chance in hell of finding them.

She hummed a song by a newer band back in her homeland called Rammstein. Until the Berlin Wall had gone down back in '91, music like theirs had been illegal in East Germany. She hadn't even realized that bands like Rammstein existed until she went to Hogwarts and met Esperanza. The only music she'd had any experience with prior to that was the American music that had occasionally floated in on the underground radio stations that her bruders listened to.

She glanced around to make sure that nobody had followed her once she got to the Circle before pulling out a cigarette and her trusty Zippo lighter. A few moments later, a thin line of smoke drifted upwards from her newly-lit cigarette. She stood and watched for a minute or two.

[Mikael Adrien Liven]

Mikael walked around the area with his guitar, he needed something to do and didn't know what to do. He put the strap around his neck and started playing random tunes he knew. They were all spanish, american or irish, sometimes they were a mix of all three. He walked to the stone circle and caught the sent of smoke. He walked to where he couldn't smell it anymore and started playing his guitar.

((You cannot get straight to the point can you?))

[Elizabeta Anne Beilschmidt]

Eliza looked up when she heard the guitar and, after flicking her cig down to the ground and stamping it out under her foot, decided to see what the source was. After a little bit of looking around, she found that it was a sixth year boy. He was in some of her classs, what was his name...?

"Hey, Mikael!" she called when she remembered it.

[Mikael Adrien Liven]

Mikael looked at the girl, "Hi, Elizabeta." He kept playing and started singing.
Words will be just words,
Till you bring them,
To life!
I'll lift you up,
I'll never stop,
You know,
I'll take you to another world.
I'll build you up,
I'll never stop,
You know,
I'll take you to another world.
Take you to another world.

He finished and stopped playing, "Was that you that was smoking? I thought it was coming from somewhere else."

[Elizabeta Anne Beilschmidt]

She pouted and sat down criss-cross-applesauce in front of him, angling her head so she could look him in the eye. It was unfair that he was taller than her; she was older!

"I've told you a million times to call me Eliza," she reminded him. "Ve are friends, ja? Und ja, I vas smoking. Don't tell Madame Pomfrey, okay? Your singing voice is wunderbar, by the way."

She was actually glad to see him and not someone else. They weren't the closest of friends, but they got along all right. Additionally, she'd always kind of had a crush on him, not that she was shy or anything about admitting it to him! She was just waiting for the right chance!

[Mikael Adrien Liven]

Mikael shrugged. He didn't normally talk to her, he usually just sat there and listened. He said, "I guess we are friends huh? Sorry, Eliza, I keep forgetting because, I'm irish and you know, bad memory?"

He nodded when she said not to tell Madame Pomphrey, "I won't tell but me mum always said that it's bad for your health." He smiled when she said he had a good voice, "Well, I've apperently got the best in the family but my twin thinks I should stop because she doesn't want it all going to me head."

[Elizabeta Anne Beilschmidt]

"I play a bunch of instruments, but I don't sing. Much more conspicuous. Und smoking was one of the few things you could do without the government cracking down on you when I was younger; mein bruder got me into the habit when I was eleven. Guess I never broke it."

She shrugged it off and pretended to be nonchalant, but her eyes instinctively flicked down to her hands when she thought about the days of the Wall. Needless to say, Eliza hadn't shed a single tear when it went down.

[Mikael Adrien Liven]

"Its really really bad for you. I don't think a lot of people here want to hear someone died of lung cancer." Mikael shrugged. He set his guitar down and stretched, "Want to help me write a song? I kind of want to re-do an already been done song but I would love to write my own."

[Elizabeta Anne Beilschmidt]

"Somehow, I don't see myself dying from lung cancer," she remarked.

She took a moment to process what he'd asked then she smiled radiantly. She loved music and dancing; they had been her only escape from life in East Berlin. When she and her family had been gathered in their little living room, dancing to music drifting from Roddie's radio, she had been able to forget the Berlin Wall.

"Ja! I'd love to! I absolutely adore music!" she admitted.

[Mikael Adrien Liven]

"Never know right lass?" Mikael smiled. He pulled out some parchment and a quill. He also grabbed a bottle of ink out of his bag.
"Well, for a title I was thinking something along the lines of something about love and life, but I don't know what to title it." he said shrugging.

[Elizabeta Anne Beilschmidt]

She pursed her lips as she thought. She mostly wrote instrumentals and gave them names that related to the feelings that they were supposed to invoke. Give her a piano, she could bang out an excellent rendition of Der Hohenfriedburger. Give her a violin, she could play a lullaby. Ask her to name a piece, though, and she was lost.

"I'm not very good at naming songs," she finally admitted with a sheepish laugh.

[Mikael Adrien Liven]

"Guess we can name it after were done huh? So first verse and the bridge." Mikael said writing a fancy looking number 1 on the page. He looked up at her, "How about, something like, When we were young, the world seemed so old for a start?" He wrote that first line down. Then he looked up at her, "What next?"

(Lyrics by: Take That.
Song: When We Were Young from the Three Musketeers soundtrack.)

[Elizabeta Anne Beilschmidt]

She hummed a few bars of Deutschlandlied while she thought before the next few lines came to her.

"Careless and cold. We did what we were told in our lives when we were young. Something like that?" she asked.

She rarely wrote pieces with lyrics, so she didn't really think that what she'd come up with was any good. Oh, well; he was the one that asked her to write a song with her. She had admitted that she was more of an instrumentalist, anyway. He'd been warned.

[Mikael Adrien Liven]

"I like it, it works well with the first line," Mikael smiled and wrote it down. He scratched his forehead and said, "We were drawn to whoever could keep us together and bound by the heavens above?"

He liked doing this, it was nice to sit down and write a song with Eliza. He'd thought for a while that she was pretty but he couldn't really say anything about it because he was a year younger and he always thought it a bit odd if a boy was younger than the girl.

[Elizabeta Anne Beilschmidt]

"Ja, ja, I like that!" she grinned. "Und bound by the heavens above. Und we tried to survive traveling at the speed of love. It's kind of corny, I know..."

She smiled at up at him sheepishly. She had to admit that she enjoyed this; it was nice to know that he didn't totally hate her guts. Mikael had always seemed like he was avoiding her.