When the sun shines like the mist, then I will come...
Wait for me at the gate, then I will come...
Four years back and dawn is near, then I will come...
Seven keys and six holes, then I will come...
Memories have faded, then I will come...
Hope is gone, then I will come...
Of wonderful times gone by, then I will come...
A sadness upon the shadow, then I will come..
A locked door, then I will come...
Cries in the night, then I will come...
Four steps back and turn around, then I will come...
Of secrets unspoken, then I will come...
Figure this riddle, then I will come.
Ron sat dumbfounded at his find. The words made no sense,
except...of course it had to do with Harry. Obviously, right?
Everything that was mysterious had to do with Harry.
Ron sighed and stared at the dust passing through the sunshine.
It made it look waxy, and gave a lazy feeling...he could stay there for hours...
dreaming, watching the dust pass like tiny raindrops....he jolted awake.
Ron reread the first line of the riddle.
When the sun shines like the mist, then I will come...
Now shivers ran down his spine. The sun, streaming in through the ancient
castle window...it was coincidence. He just happened to have found a deserted
library in an unknown part of the castle, that had one window, in which sun was
poring in and because of all the dust, made it look misty. Sure. Ron sighed again.
It had to be coincidence. Okay, so it was strange that he had found this
hundreds-of-years-old library...but that didn't have anything to do with the riddle.
It couldn't, after all, he thought, Ron Weasley isn't good enough, important enough,
to have anything to do with ancient riddles. Besides,what am I he doing here anyway?
Pondering over some stupid riddle I happened to find in an odd library I happened to
find...I've had too much butterbeer or something, Ron thought again. He slung his bag
over his shoulder and stuffed the parchment with the riddle on it inside. No one would
have known he was there. Except the shiny spot on the floor...
Ron swung shut the heavy door. All he had on his mind was being in
Care of Magical Creatures on time.
Wait for me at the gate, then I will come...
Four years back and dawn is near, then I will come...
Seven keys and six holes, then I will come...
Memories have faded, then I will come...
Hope is gone, then I will come...
Of wonderful times gone by, then I will come...
A sadness upon the shadow, then I will come..
A locked door, then I will come...
Cries in the night, then I will come...
Four steps back and turn around, then I will come...
Of secrets unspoken, then I will come...
Figure this riddle, then I will come.
Ron sat dumbfounded at his find. The words made no sense,
except...of course it had to do with Harry. Obviously, right?
Everything that was mysterious had to do with Harry.
Ron sighed and stared at the dust passing through the sunshine.
It made it look waxy, and gave a lazy feeling...he could stay there for hours...
dreaming, watching the dust pass like tiny raindrops....he jolted awake.
Ron reread the first line of the riddle.
When the sun shines like the mist, then I will come...
Now shivers ran down his spine. The sun, streaming in through the ancient
castle window...it was coincidence. He just happened to have found a deserted
library in an unknown part of the castle, that had one window, in which sun was
poring in and because of all the dust, made it look misty. Sure. Ron sighed again.
It had to be coincidence. Okay, so it was strange that he had found this
hundreds-of-years-old library...but that didn't have anything to do with the riddle.
It couldn't, after all, he thought, Ron Weasley isn't good enough, important enough,
to have anything to do with ancient riddles. Besides,what am I he doing here anyway?
Pondering over some stupid riddle I happened to find in an odd library I happened to
find...I've had too much butterbeer or something, Ron thought again. He slung his bag
over his shoulder and stuffed the parchment with the riddle on it inside. No one would
have known he was there. Except the shiny spot on the floor...
Ron swung shut the heavy door. All he had on his mind was being in
Care of Magical Creatures on time.