The Yaksha Music Society's "Private" Event
The YMS gathered in an unused classroom decorated with:
banners of "ROY OUR KING"
enchanted musical notes floating in the air
chairs arranged like a real concert hall
and a stage made of levitated desks
Around 70 students had squeezed inside.
Hermione, Daphne, Cassandra, Astoria, Cho, Ginny, Luna, Fleur, Gabrielle, and Grayfia sat proudly in the front row like VIP queens.
Roy stepped in.
The screaming almost broke windows.
A SURPRISE ROYAL VISIT
Just as the mini-concert was about to begin—
The door opened.
And in walked:
Clara Valvas
wearing a sharp NATO-tailored coat, aura cold enough to freeze oceans.
Darius Valvas
in a long military-style coat, expression calm but intimidating.
The room fell SILENT instantly.
Every student turned white.
Even the professors would have saluted at that moment.
Clara looked around the fanclub room, the banners, the crowd—then her eyes landed on Roy.
A smile bloomed.
Clara:"Oh my… our grandson started a music empire."
Darius:"I'm impressed. And a little concerned."
Hermione, Daphne, and the others immediately stood and bowed respectfully.
Clara waved them off warmly.
Clara:"No need, dears. We're only here because we heard our grandbaby is holding a concert without inviting us."
Roy:"Grandma please—don't call it a concert—"
Clara:"It is now."
The students nodded fearfully.
Roy Gives In
Roy sighed, rubbed the back of his neck, and stepped onto the makeshift stage.
He took out a sleek, obsidian-colored guitar—something no one had ever seen before in the wizarding world.
Grayfia, Hermione, Daphne, Fleur, Cho, and the others instantly recognized:
The 'serious mode' guitar.
The room erupted again.
Roy raised a hand.
Instant silence.
He spoke calmly:
"Alright, this is the only one.No more concerts after this.I need to study… and rest my magic."
Every student nodded like saints.
Darius chuckled.Clara had stars in her eyes.
Roy Plays: "There's Nothing Holdin' Me Back"
The moment Roy strummed the first note—a wave of energy spread through the room.
The upbeat rhythm, the raw passion, the perfect voice control—
It was nothing like the flute.Nothing like the keytar.Nothing like the magical Lugia melody.
This was pure performance.
Students couldn't stop moving.
Hermione blushed bright red.Daphne smirked proudly.Cho had watery eyes from excitement.Ginny looked like she'd faint.Fleur smiled softly, hand on her heart.Luna swayed dreamily.Astoria squealed quietly.Cassandra's love-filled gaze could melt steel.Grayfia's silver eyes glowed with emotions she normally hid.Gabrielle was bouncing in her seat.
Even Clara, the Duchess of Este—was tapping her foot like a teenager at a pop concert.
Darius?He just nodded along like a general watching a victorious march.
When Roy sang the chorus:
"You take me places that tear up my reputation~"
Every girl in the front row looked away—all blushing at the SAME TIME.
The crowd exploded with cheers when the song ended.
After the Song
The applause shook the classroom.
Clara clapped proudly:
"Ahh, my grandson is going to cause international diplomatic incidents at this rate!"
Darius patted Roy's shoulder.
"Well done, boy. France would like to borrow you for a military event."
Roy:"No."
Darius laughed heartily.
The Rule: NO MORE CONCERTS
Roy held up both hands.
"Everyone.This was the last one.No more concerts.I have studies, magic training, and personal life."
Surprisingly—
Everyone agreed instantly.
Hermione nodded.Daphne agreed.Fleur said, "We don't want to tire you."Cho smiled softly.Grayfia stated firmly, "Your health comes first."The whole fanclub bowed in respect.
Even Clara nodded approvingly.
"Good. If anyone forces my grandson to sing again without rest, I'll have their families investigated."
The entire room swallowed in fear.
Darius added casually:
"And we do not joke."
YMS:"WE UNDERSTAND, GRANDDUKE & DUCHESS!"
Roy sighed in relief.
Finally… peace.