 Granddaddy Ravenclaw | | Jermione Granger
Term was almost over. Almost. But there was still plenty to get through before Nicky was 17 and could finally, finally, get out of the dreary pit of a school. Sure, the owl she'd gotten had soured her mood, and she was carrying that sourness with her into class. But out of this place... that was bright spot enough.
Walking into the room, she stopped to read the board and rolled her eyes. One, she would not be leaving her bag where anyone could just go through it. Two, she was not sitting on the floor. She glanced back at the door, wondering if a quick exit were possible. Surely whatever they were going to do today she could manage with just someone's notes and a little bit of practice time... but more people were coming in and her getaway was blocked.
Eyes narrowing, she made her way to the back corner of the classroom and put her bag there, instead. Then she stood, leaning against against where the walls met, arms folded across her chest.
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Has anyone ever sung you a lullaby?
You can fly above the rain clouds
Close your eyes
Let the melody carry you
Leave all your fears behind You can float across a rainbow sky
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