The STAR of Hogwarts.
Just a little something to brighten up your day.
Another day down.
That's what was only on Coira's mind as she sat on her bed in the 5th years' dorm, playing her bewitched keyboard. Nobody really noticed her. She transferred here from Philadelphia.It was the hetto of the wizarding and muggle world alike. Still, it meant that she had a passion for soul and R&B music. Music. That pretty much summed up her life. It's what she was going to do for the rest of her life, no matter what.
Coira was sitting on her bed playing her heart out and singing to- in her opinion- the best singer ever, Alicia Keys (A/N see. told u i'm obbsessed) She didn't care that she was muggle, that girl could play, and sing.
you would lose if you choose
to refuse to put her first.
She will, if she can,
find a man who knows her worth.
Cause a real man
knows a real woman
when he sees her.
Suddenly, a making out pair barged into the dorm. Red hair. Weasley. Ron, maybe. Too many Weasleys, she couldn't keep them all staight.The girl. Was it Harmony? Herm........ it started with an H. She needed a new name, but with a name like Coira, she shouldn't be talking. She contined.
And a real woman
knows a real man
ain't afraid to please her.
For once, they noticed her. They gave her a look, and Coira said, "Okay, okay. I could take a hint"
She took her keyboard down to the crowded Gryffindor common room. She sat down across from a black-haired kid. Harry. She had him in every class except Runes. he was talking to the Weasley twins. She was still working on their names. Hey, she was only here for a month. She didn't care. She started to animatedly play and sing along. It was one of her favorite songs, Butterfliez. By, yet again, Alicia Keys. She was almost done the song, and Coira looked up. All was silent, and everything stopped. A twin said, "Play on!". Everyone silently agreed with him. Coira hated being right on the spot when she didn't expect it. She cocked an eyebrow and left, forgetting her keyboard. When she looked back through the portrait, everyone was closely examining it.
Coira stepped out onto the grounds. it was a beautiful April day. She was wandering around, and she half-consciously started to sing at her heart's extent.
Right now I feel like a bird.
caged without a key.
Everyone comes to stare at me
with so much joy and reverie.
They don't know how I feel inside.
Through my smile I cry.
They don't know what they're doing to me
keeping me from flying.
That's why I say that
I know why the caged bird sings.
Only joy comes from song.
She's so rare and beautiful to others.
Why don't I just set her free
so she can fly, fly, fly
spreading her wings, and her song?
Let her
fly, fly, fly
the whole world to see.
Oh. She like a caged bird. fly, fly, let fly........
Coira must not've known that she was singing very loudly. As soon as she stopped, she heard applause. Coira turned around, and saw half the school cheering her on. This was not her day. There were couples on blankets, some were standing. The quidditch players were on brooms, and others were sitting in trees. It was a definite shock to, well, everyone. professor (Headmaster? Whatever!) came up to her. He said, "First, you have an amazing talent, Coira." What was amazing was that he could keep all of his students' names straight. Coira could barely manage with those in her own house! "Also," he continued, "did you make that song up?" "No." Coira answered him. "Alicia keys did." (A/N there's my disclaimer!) "Ah, Alicia Keys. I have heard of her often in those muggle newspapers i have read. Do you play?" "Piano? yeah." "Really? For how long?" he's being very interrogative (A/N oooo! big word! lolz) today. "Well, I've been singing since I could talk, and piano since I was, uhhhh, 4ish." "Hmm. You must show me sometime."
Okay. Did that just happen? In Philly, the head only talked to you if you were in trouble. Whatever. Also, Coira? Talent? No way. She had enough of this. She went up into the common room. She whispered the password, kitten mittens, and went in.
It didn't get much better. She was greeted by cheers of people who wanted to hear more. Coira just took her keyboard, and went upstairs into her dormroom.
After that day, the few who didn't hear or hear about her, did. The many cheers died down, thank God. At least people were noticing her now. Coira finally stopped being so shy. She even performed in the common room if she felt like it. She made sure not to let this newfound "fame" get to her head. She could play anywhere she wanted. That was a plus. Dumbledore did get to see her play. In fact, all of the professors did. For once, she had real, true, friends. And, from that day forward, Coira and her tale was legendary known as
The star of Hogwarts.
§§§†††The end!§§§
I think I mite do a "5 years later...." kinda thing. Yep. I am.
Just a little something to brighten up your day.
Another day down.
That's what was only on Coira's mind as she sat on her bed in the 5th years' dorm, playing her bewitched keyboard. Nobody really noticed her. She transferred here from Philadelphia.It was the hetto of the wizarding and muggle world alike. Still, it meant that she had a passion for soul and R&B music. Music. That pretty much summed up her life. It's what she was going to do for the rest of her life, no matter what.
Coira was sitting on her bed playing her heart out and singing to- in her opinion- the best singer ever, Alicia Keys (A/N see. told u i'm obbsessed) She didn't care that she was muggle, that girl could play, and sing.
you would lose if you choose
to refuse to put her first.
She will, if she can,
find a man who knows her worth.
Cause a real man
knows a real woman
when he sees her.
Suddenly, a making out pair barged into the dorm. Red hair. Weasley. Ron, maybe. Too many Weasleys, she couldn't keep them all staight.The girl. Was it Harmony? Herm........ it started with an H. She needed a new name, but with a name like Coira, she shouldn't be talking. She contined.
And a real woman
knows a real man
ain't afraid to please her.
For once, they noticed her. They gave her a look, and Coira said, "Okay, okay. I could take a hint"
She took her keyboard down to the crowded Gryffindor common room. She sat down across from a black-haired kid. Harry. She had him in every class except Runes. he was talking to the Weasley twins. She was still working on their names. Hey, she was only here for a month. She didn't care. She started to animatedly play and sing along. It was one of her favorite songs, Butterfliez. By, yet again, Alicia Keys. She was almost done the song, and Coira looked up. All was silent, and everything stopped. A twin said, "Play on!". Everyone silently agreed with him. Coira hated being right on the spot when she didn't expect it. She cocked an eyebrow and left, forgetting her keyboard. When she looked back through the portrait, everyone was closely examining it.
Coira stepped out onto the grounds. it was a beautiful April day. She was wandering around, and she half-consciously started to sing at her heart's extent.
Right now I feel like a bird.
caged without a key.
Everyone comes to stare at me
with so much joy and reverie.
They don't know how I feel inside.
Through my smile I cry.
They don't know what they're doing to me
keeping me from flying.
That's why I say that
I know why the caged bird sings.
Only joy comes from song.
She's so rare and beautiful to others.
Why don't I just set her free
so she can fly, fly, fly
spreading her wings, and her song?
Let her
fly, fly, fly
the whole world to see.
Oh. She like a caged bird. fly, fly, let fly........
Coira must not've known that she was singing very loudly. As soon as she stopped, she heard applause. Coira turned around, and saw half the school cheering her on. This was not her day. There were couples on blankets, some were standing. The quidditch players were on brooms, and others were sitting in trees. It was a definite shock to, well, everyone. professor (Headmaster? Whatever!) came up to her. He said, "First, you have an amazing talent, Coira." What was amazing was that he could keep all of his students' names straight. Coira could barely manage with those in her own house! "Also," he continued, "did you make that song up?" "No." Coira answered him. "Alicia keys did." (A/N there's my disclaimer!) "Ah, Alicia Keys. I have heard of her often in those muggle newspapers i have read. Do you play?" "Piano? yeah." "Really? For how long?" he's being very interrogative (A/N oooo! big word! lolz) today. "Well, I've been singing since I could talk, and piano since I was, uhhhh, 4ish." "Hmm. You must show me sometime."
Okay. Did that just happen? In Philly, the head only talked to you if you were in trouble. Whatever. Also, Coira? Talent? No way. She had enough of this. She went up into the common room. She whispered the password, kitten mittens, and went in.
It didn't get much better. She was greeted by cheers of people who wanted to hear more. Coira just took her keyboard, and went upstairs into her dormroom.
After that day, the few who didn't hear or hear about her, did. The many cheers died down, thank God. At least people were noticing her now. Coira finally stopped being so shy. She even performed in the common room if she felt like it. She made sure not to let this newfound "fame" get to her head. She could play anywhere she wanted. That was a plus. Dumbledore did get to see her play. In fact, all of the professors did. For once, she had real, true, friends. And, from that day forward, Coira and her tale was legendary known as
The star of Hogwarts.
§§§†††The end!§§§
I think I mite do a "5 years later...." kinda thing. Yep. I am.