8th April 1993
Hogwarts
I had some spare time between classes so I found myself on the floor of the corridor, setting up my quill and ink so that I could write in my journal which was made of parchment paper and bound by leather. At that moment I felt like a Ravenclaw. Whenever I sing this song Luna kind of joins in.
Nàili bho hò hì
Nàili bho hò hì
A' ghrian 's i 'g èirigh
O nàili bhò hò
A' ghrian 's i 'g èirigh
O nàili bho hò hì
'S i gun smal oirre
O nàili bhò hò
'S i gun smal oirre
O nàili bho hò hì
Na air na reultan
O nàili bhò hò
Nuair thèid mac mo righ-sa
Fo làn èideadh
Gu robh neart na cruinne leat
'S neart na grèine
Neart an tairbh dhuibh
'S àirde leumas.
O nàili bho hò hì
Nàili bho hò hì
Dh'fhaighneachd a' bhean ò ud
Dhan mhnaoi eile ò
Na dè 'n long ud
Staigh san eithire
Gu robh don t-fhaighneachd
Tha long Dhòmhnaill
Trì chruinn sheilich innt'
Gu bheil stiùir òir oirr'
Gu bheil tobar fìon innt'
Agus tobar fìor uisg
Shìos san deireadh innt'
O nàili bho hò hì
Nàili bho hò hì
Nàil leams gura nàili bho hò
Nàil leams gur e nàili
Nàili bho hò hì.
"Draoidh òg feasgar math [Good afternoon young wizard]," McGonagall said to me.
"Deagh fheasgar feasgar [Good afternoon professor]," I replied.
"Nach bu chòir dhut a bhith air do shlighe gu chlas? [Shouldn't you be on your way to class?]" she asked sternly.
"Tha mi air mo shlighe. Feumaidh mi direach mo inc a phacadh air falbh. [I'm on my way. I just need to pack away my ink]."
"Stad gu math dilly dallying Munroe! Cha bhiodh tu airson a bhith fadalach dhan chlas agam, am biodh tu? [Well stop dilly dallying Munroe! You wouldn't want to be late to my class, would you?]" McGonagall pursed her lips.
"Tha, ollamh. Leanaidh mi thu chun chlas. [Yes, professor. I'll follow you to class.]"
As McGonagall walked to class, I followed. Somehow I got lost in the crowd and bumped into someone. I dropped my journal. A boy said, "you dropped this." Kindly he handed back my journal and we locked eyes for just a moment. I noticed he had silver rings on his fingers and one that had an emerald engraved with a snake. It looked very expensive. There's only one person that can wear those kinds of rings: Draco Malfoy. I gave him a half smile. He just gave me a smirk and walked away. I shook my head and let out a little giggle and watched him leave with his blond hair stark against his green and black robes. "Oh, the green robes! If only they were red like my Gryffindor robes... Why did he have to be in Slytherin? Why did we have to be in separate houses?"
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