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Originally Posted by Drusilla Black
Zaza looks astounded at the birds, but begins soon to giggle.
"Somewhere, over the rainbow, Bluebirds fly ..." she starts to sing as soon as the giggle fit ceases. "Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can´t I ..."
"Neva," she says thinking she knows the elder student well enough now to use her first name. She´s not much into formalities, even though she loves to make herself cute by addressing older people politely, at least when she meets them the first time. "Do you know whether we are going to have flying lessons?" She smiles at Neva. "I mean us first years, of course. You probably fly like a bird already," she adds hastily in order not to sound disrespectful.
Neva smiles to herself as Zaza serenades the birds.
This girl's almost as kookie as me she thought. She bites off a chunk of wand and transfigures a nearby statue into a birdbath for the birds.
" I think they have already held one lesson dear, I went to the quidditch fiel last night to practice and I noticed a stack of leftover brooms. They were the kind allocated to the first years so unless the gamekeeper has been embezzling them I think they have been used. I'm sure there will be another class soon" she reassured her.