Found @pandalilymicrofics pianist Pandora x violinist Lily (715 words)
Pandora dreamt of playing the violin as a little girl. It was just her luck that her parents forced her and Evan into piano lessons before they could form full sentences. Now, at 29, a recognized composer with a PhD in organic chemistry, she felt ill just pressing the buzzer to her first violin lesson. She had done her best and made piano her world, but well, the asteroid always comes to hit the dinosaur, doesn’t it?
Bzzz. The speaker blared loudly, a man’s voice shouting right after, “Flat 201, door’s open!”
She tiptoed her way through the empty, checker-floored lobby, clutching the cross on her necklace as she made it to the winding stairs. She’d never seen an apartment building so beautifully run down. Someone— another resident— came down in the creaky, gated elevator that the stairs circled. If Regulus wasn’t on the lease, she would gladly leave the high-rise for this. The door was a bit finnicky, but she could manage.
There were only four flats on the second floor, so she spotted the open door immediately and slipped inside. No one was in the entryway, but she could hear a soft violin melody playing from another room. Whether it was her teacher or not was the question.
“Hello, I’m here for a lesson with Lily Evans!” She called out, and the music came to an abrupt stop. That was her playing, then.
Lily Evans, she assumed, rushed in through the doorway, hand outstretched already. Her long hair was up in a banana clip, overalls cut short with little flowers embroidered into the big pocket. Pandora faltered for a moment. She was even more elegant than the place she lived.
Her teacher’s eyes widened, and she stopped dead in her tracks, “You really are that Pandora Rosier?”
“What?” She blurted out, flustered and very confused. “My name is Pandora, yes.”
“I play for the LSO, at the Barbican Centre!” She marvelled, and she felt her face light up.
“I played there!” She gasped, genuinely unable to stop grinning.
“Don’t I bloody know it, I walk past your plaque every morning,” She grinned back.
“God, I didn’t know people actually noticed it,” She blushed, touching a hand to her burning cheek.
“How could I not? You’re quite the stunner,” She gushed, giving her a once-over.
Pandora came down from her high quickly, sighing out an airy breath. The silence stretched on for a beat too long of the woman just staring at her. She cleared her throat, roughly.
“Um, yeah,” She squeaked, which made her smirk, “So, I usually start my lessons off with an introduction— why you’re here, why I’m here. All of that.”
She nodded, politely, waiting for her to continue.
“My violin’s in the living room, if you want to—” She trailed off, and it only took a beat before she understood.
“Well, I just wanted to try something new,” She spoke on her way into the room Lily directed her to.
“Bored of piano?”
“No, God, no, never. I’ve always loved violin, but I never had the opportunity to learn until now,” She glanced at the antique violin on its stand, at least that’s what it said in the description online.
“Really? That’s the same with piano, for me,” She said, sliding past her to get to her spot on the couch.
“If you wanted— I don’t want to assume, but I could teach you,” She almost jumped at how fast Lily’s head snapped back.
“You would do that?”
“Only if this lesson goes well,” She bet, raising an eyebrow at her.
“That’s a lot of pressure,” The veins in her neck tightened as she swallowed, and Pandora really really hoped she was reading this correctly.
“I think you can handle it,” She flirted, easing back into the plush couch, trying to look cool.
It only took a second before Lily’s hand was outstretched to hers, “Deal.”
A year later, Pandora and her girlfriend performed the sonata they composed together at Barbican Hall. She only played a few parts of the violin, but that didn’t really matter. She had found her new world all the same.
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Black Brothers microfic - fame au
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“Put her on speaker!” Mary exclaims, moving around Lily and forming a circle around her. Maybe they all are just a bit too interested. Lily calling Pandora is not a big thing, both girls have been talking for a while now. Sirius is interested because of who Pandora is- Leo's manager. A new artist on the rise who is already competing with their band- the Marauders. And Sirius wants to find out everything about him- even if it means listening to a conversation between the two girls.
“Okay, okay, but don’t be weird or you're fired.” She threatens as their manager, which means nothing to Sirius, who knows she is joking, or at least hopes so.
“Lily?” A soft voice comes from the voice and said redhead jumps in her place.
“Ah, Pandora, hey. Hi.” Lily stammers and immediately buries her face in the crook of her elbow. Sirius sneaks a glance at James and they both are suddenly stifling a laugh.
“Hey.” The voice on the other line- Pandora apparently, sounds a bit breathless herself. “Did you call me because of the Grammys ?”
“Yeah, I wanted to congratulate you, Leo as well. I was just watching the nominations with my band.”
A bit of shuffling and a quiet giggle is heard on the other line. “Thank you, Lily it means a lot.” Pandora says, and a slight murmur is also heard on the other end of the line, “Ah, but you never mentioned what band you manage.”
Lily realises a slight squeak, “Righ I forgot” A beat of silence passes on both ends of the call, ”I manage the Marauders.”
It's silent for a longer time, and Sirius raises an eyebrow at Lily, who looks more and more anxious the longer time passes until there is a sudden, wheezing laughter on the other end of the line. “Oh my god!” Whoever is laughing says, because that is not Pandora, the voice is male and slightly more breathless with every laugh. “This is golden!”
They all share a confused glance with each other not quite getting what is going on on the other end of the phone call. “Shut the fuck up, Barty.” A third, slightly muffled voice sounds on the line as the wheezing laughter continues.
“Okay, quiet both of you.” Pandora finally calls out, and there is a slight shuffling and a muted ‘oof’ from the other end of the line. “Sorry about that Lily, some people here are… enthusiastic about the Marauders.”
“Oh yeah?” This time Sirius is the one who calls out, ignoring the glare that Lily sends his way. “Is that why Leo ignored me on Twitter?” The wheezing laughter from before is back tenfold, and now even James is chuckling along.
“Someone please end my suffering.” The third voice, presumably Leo, mutters genuinely sounding so done with everything.
“No way, Tinkerbell.” A fourth voice joins the other end of the call, and there is a bit more shuffling and a squawk from Pandora until the voice continues. “Hey Sirius Black, right?”
Sirius shuffles forward, leaning closer to the receiver, much to Lily’s displeasure. “The one and only. And you are?”
“Oh, I’m Evan, Dora’s brother and a really big fan of your group. Oh! Congratulations on three nominations by the way!”
“Oh, thank you!” James also leans forward, grabbing the phone from Lily’s hand, ignoring her angry muttering. “I’m James Potter! But most know me by Prongs!”
A punched-out breath is heard on the other line, followed by a giggle. “Ohhh, James Potter, Hi!” The voice that was just wheezing with laughter a minute ago is suddenly on the receiver. “I’m Barty, it is an absolute pleasure to speak with you.”
James blinks at the phone, honestly startled. “Oh, thank you.” He says with a slight smile on his face.
“Say, James,” The voice- that Sirius now knows is Barty, continues on the phone. “Is your Saturday night busy, because if not-”
“Nope.” The third voice on the phone interrupts before Barty is even finished. “Don’t even think about it.” There is even more shuffling at which Sirius can’t help but laugh. “Hi, hello.” The same voice continues. “Miss Evans, I owe you my apologies for the way these two idiots couldn’t keep it and their pants and stayed quiet.”
Lily startles a little by being called on directly. “Ah no don’t worry, i also apologise for mine.” She trails off unsure of who even is the third voice,
“Leo.” Comes the short reply, by Leo apparently, and Sirius’s eyebrows rise with a slow grin as he once again steals the phone from Lily.
“Hey, Leo!” He calls directly to the receiver. “You still haven’t answered my previous question.”
“And that is relevant, how?” Despite never talking to the guy before, Sirius can hear the eyebrow rise in his voice.
“Because I am gonna take it personally and address it on the Grammys.” Sirius says with a satisfied smirk, relishing in the way Lily pinches the bridge of her nose and deeply sighs at his antics.
“Good, then do it I’m not showing up anyways.”
“What?” This time, it’s surprisingly Remus who chokes the question out. “You got nominated three times on your first year in the field, and you are not showing up?”
“Aw, Remus are you gonna miss me there? Don't worry I'm gonna send Barty to hold your hand through it.” There is a quiet murmuring on the other side and a long sigh after that. But Sirius is still puzzled by why Leo isn’t going to show up.
“You really aren't showing up.” He eventually says, firmly holding onto James’ hand and glaring at the screen as if it has wronged him in some way.
“Yes, Sirius.” comes the reply, somehow scratching an itch in the darkest part of Sirius’ brain. “I know you are going to want a fight with me if I show up.”
“Scared you will lose?” Sirius says, confident in himself in a way that he hasn’t been in years, ignoring the way everyone is gaping at him. He can’t even explain to himself why he said that, so there is no way he is acknowledging them.
There is a laugh on the other end of the phone, this time from Leo, and despite all the laughing that is happening on the other line, this is the first time that Sirius has heard him laugh. “I will have you know, I’ve won four street fights.” Based on the choked noises on the other end of the line, Leo’s little group of friends did not know that.
“Oh yeah?” Sirius challenges. “Out of how many?”
There is a chucked-out exhale from Leo. “Listen-”
“No, no c’mon tell me.” Sirius grins at the phone, having taken it in his hand.
“Out of… maybe ten?” Comes the unsure voice from the other line.
“Ten!” Sirius wheezes out, having the time of his life talking to a man he has never even met before. “Oh, I’m totally going to win this one.”
“Nuh-uh” Leo says, like a child, and for some reason, Sirius can clearly visualize the pout that forms on his face. And he can’t help but laugh at that. “Shut the fuck up, Sirius.”
“Sorry, sorry, didn’t mean to laugh at you.”
There is a long sigh on the other end of the phone. ”Oh, but you are not sorry at all are you?”
Sirius’s grin widens at that. “Totally not.”
He can envision the way Leo is probably rolling his eyes at him. “You are insufferable.”
“It is my forte,” Sirius says with a quiet chuckle.
“Okay, you two break it up.” Lily suddenly says, taking the phone from his hands.
There is a beat of silence on the other line.“Yeah, okay, I’m passing it to Pandora.”
“Wait!” Sirius scrambles next to Lily once again. “I just wanted to say bye to you. Tinkerbell, was it?”
There is a groan on the line. "I don't know if I want to kill myself or Evan more." After that, there is shuffling on the other line and a cut-out scream, Sirius just laughs lauder at that.
Lily rolls her eyes and puts her phone on her ear again. "Hi again, Pandora."
“Oh, hey Lily.” Pandora’s voice filters out again, and Sirius forces himself to back away and fall back on the couch. He eventually catches James’s gaze, who is looking at him questioningly. So he averts his eyes only to find that the rest of the group is looking at him with questions in their eyes.
“What?” Sirius huffs out, lifting himself on his arms so he can properly sit on the couch. “Nothing mate,” Peter says slowly, testing the waters a bit. “You just kinda, seemed familiar with that Leo guy.”
Sirius lets the words wash over him, pondering over them a little. But his brain still refuses to give him answers so he just huffs again. “Believe me Wormy when I say that this is the first time I have ever spoken to that guy.”
“No we believe you mate, don’t worry,” James says, glancing at Lily, who has finally put the phone off speaker and is presumably talking to Pandora in the kitchen.
“Okay, no more talking about other nominees.” Mary suddenly says, standing up from the couch. “How about we celebrate our nominations tonight?”
“Why, Macdonald, this is the best thing you have said all night.” Sirius matches her grin and heads straight to the alcohol cabinet in their apartment. Mary is right, this night is about them and Sirius plans to drink like they have already won.
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