Spanish Lulllaby ((Aaron))

[Jordan Elizabeth Cortes]

“A la nanita nana nanita ella nanita ella, mi Niña tiene sueno bendito sea bendito sea.” Jordan sang lightly as she walked around the courtyard. It was night, the stars were shining, and her favourite Spanish lullaby reminded her of home so she figured she should sing it. It had snowed lightly, so her heeled boots dug into the snow softly. She wore a long black coat, a yellow scarf, and a white beret. It was snowing now and Jordan loved it. She held out her arms and lifted her head as she began to spin in a circle, “A la nanita nana nanita ella nanita ella, mi Niña tiene sueno bendito sea bendito sea.” A small smile was on her face and as Jordan broke out into the chorus, she dropped her arms and started into a slow tango. “Fuentecita que corre clara y Sonora. Ruiseñor que en la selva cantando llora. Calla mientras la cuna se balansea. A la nanita nana, nanita ella.” She continued to dance and sing on her own. Sure she had to improvise the dance steps a bit, but that wasn’t anything new. Jordan smiled to herself and kept her eyes closed as she danced. She liked to imagine she was someplace else, dancing with someone.

“A la nanita nana nanita ella nanita ella, mi Niña tiene sueno bendito sea bendito sea.” She figured she was alone, which was why she didn’t mind dancing and singing. Jordan wasn’t aware that a twelve year old was watching her. She didn’t become aware either. She continued to dance, that peaceful smile still on her face. Her beret had fallen off by now and she didn’t even realize it. Her brown hair spiraled around her as she twirled and stepped. When she stopped singing, she closed her dance and then sighed, breathing the fresh air. Jordan opened her eyes and did one last twirl before sitting down on the bench. She scooped up her beret and placed it back on her head. It was then she realized there was a twelve year old boy, for he confronted her. Jordan stifled a giggle, “Hello.”

((To the nanita grandma nanita she, nanita she
My girl has blessed sleep be, blessed be

To the nanita grandma nanita she, nanita she
My girl has blessed sleep be, blessed be

Fuentecita that covers egg white and it will sound
Nightingale that in the forest
Singing and it cries
He keeps silent meanwhile about the cradle balansea
To the nanita grandma nanita she
To the nanita grandma nanita she
Nanita she
My girl has blessed sleep
Be, blessed be))

[Aaron Byers H4]

Aaron sighed with relief as he closed his Defense against the dark arts book closed. He had finally finished reading that section and essay was done. DADA was his favorite class next to Charms. Herbology and History of Magic were just flat out boring. He normally took a snooze in HOM class, and luckily Ingrid or Sita would wake him up, or take notes for him. He could always count on them to be there. Setting his book into his shoulder bag and essay, Aaron stared out of the window. For winter, it was pretty nice outside. Grabbing a jacket that laid out on top of his trunk, Aaron looked around for his pet rat Ralf. That rat was always missing every day. Aaron was afraid of finding Ralf half eaten by a stupid, pudgy fat cat. Or worse, in a mouse trap. Aaron shuddered at the thought as he folded his covers back revealing the well groomed woman device. Grinning, Aaron picked up the rodent tucking it in his pocket. "Let’s go outside today Ralf. We can either play baseball, or scan for some pretty girls," Aaron said walking down the stairs and into the common room. He didn't spot Ingrid, Sit, or even Gavin, so he was by himself that day.

Humming as he entered the courtyard, Aaron put Ralf on his shoulders. There were only a few other students out that day, enjoying how beautiful it was outside. Aaron continued down the path until stopping when he heard beautiful singing voice. Looking over toward his right he saw an older girl dancing with her eyes closed. Her brown hair followed her as she spun around in circles, dancing. She was pretty, and he dance was just as beautiful as she was. Aaron remembered her to be Jordan Cortes, who hanged around with Dillon Moore. They were partially well known around Hogwarts. Grinning, Aaron watched as she continued to dance and sing, memorized. When she stopped, Aaron snapped out of his trance. There was silence in the courtyard expect the chatter of other students. Looking up at Ralf Aaron nodded his head. This girl looked like she needed attention.

Walking up to her, Aaron stood in front of her as she greeted him. Grinning, he bowed down low, his right hand moving in circle while his back was behind him. "Good afternoon to you too my dear," he spoke smiling while plopping himself down in a seat next to her. "I'm Aaron, Aaron Byers, though some call me Secret Agent Byers." Holding out his hand toward her he grinned.