'For Ravenclaw, the cleverest would always be the best;'
Familiar words from the Sorting Hat. Words that are imprinted in my mind and remind me of why I am in Ravenclaw. A house that is different. I am sure all the houses are different, but Ravenclaw was not like I expected it to be. Fun, yes. But it can do without the clichés. We're meant to be smart not snobs. I wonder if Hufflepuff is as 'happy and cheerful' as it makes out to be...

Hallo! Mein Name ist Khira Li Konstanz Schmidt und ich bin dreizehn Jahre alt. Ich komme von Berlin, Deutschland und bin eine Hexe reinen Bluts.

I go to Hogwarts because my parents thought it would be a good experience to learn in one of the best magic schools in the Northern Hempishere. So, when I was ten, they moved me in with my Aunt Anja, who lives in Britain. Every holidays I go back to Germany. I have two siblings - a younger brother named Christoph, and an older sister named Gretchen, along with my toad, Vert. My favourite subject is Astronomy, my least favourite being Potions. Honestly, I have no idea why Mandy likes Potions so much, Professor Snape is an evil git. I bet he deliberatly speaks fast so I wont be able to understand him!

I am personal who stands on their own. I need not to follow a herd just to be accepted. But I guess rejecting to be 'accepted' was the best thing that happened to me as I now have two very good friends, Mandy Brocklehurst and Brigitte Quirke. Mans has my best friend ever since we met on the Hogwarts Express, three years ago. She's a really great friend and we have a lot in common (except the potions thing). Brigitte, on the otherhand, contrasts with Mans and I a lot. Where we are potty mouthed, she is softly spoken; we wear dark clothes, she wears light. Sometimes I wonder why she is my friend. I guess, as Mans once said, none of us are sheep. Ha ha. I guess if either one of us was to join the flock, it would be Bri. She's indecisive, ditzy and reminds me of a leech. Too clingy.

The Cows have always tried to make me 'one of the crowd'. I have no idea why they want me to become part of the herd. I don't act like them, I don't look like them, I don't even think like them. They have long sleek hair, wear too much make-up and bright, short clothes. They constantly think boys, fashion and parties (and they still manage to get good marks). I have short, spikey hair, wear heavy eyeliner ONLY, wear dark, heavy clothes and think dark thoughts, rebellion, work and play. I think I would've made the perfect Slythein or Gryffindor. Maybe they need someone foreign? But who gives a flying fuck. They're nasty, spiteful cows who think of none other than themselves. I've seen the way they single out Mans and that triggered my hate for them. Honestly, they hold a grudge over a little thing that happened three years ago, and it didn't even happen to them!

I guess I've never been the one for change, but my third year of going to Hogwarts brought about deeply buried feelings. And the catalyst for it all is something one hates to discuss. Heh. Who ever thought that the stoic German could become emotionally insensitive, selfish and bring about an ultimatium for my best friend? I never did.

End Interlude.
To be continued...


Notes: Sorry about the references to cows ^^;

Translation: Hello! My name is Khira-Li Konstanz Schmidt and I am thirteen years old. I come from Berlin, Germany and am a witch of pure blood.

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