Starry, Starry Night (Sinistra's Song) Copyright 2002 by Lilac
A filk by Lilac to the tune of Vincent by Don McClean
SINISTRA
Starry, starry night
Students in the tallest tower
Meeting at ungodly hours
To study all the constellations high
The stars we classify
Looking through our telescopes
Finding new stars, one can hope
We're diligent in studying the sky
Students ask me why
I like to teach astronomy
I don't know the answer, obviously
There's not much written about me
In future books we may find how
I'm important plot-wise now.
Starry, Starry night
On Christmas I danced with Moody
I must say that he's no cutie
But you assume that a female am I
Perhaps hermaphrodite
What am I? One can guess
Beneath my robes is there a dress
Or pants to help you know just what I am?
Students understand
Some of what I teach tonight
But their minds wander to their sights
To pick a spot to have a snog
They were listening, they're not listening now
Class is dismissed now
They think they're creative
But I know the truth
That when the stars are shining bright
On the starry, starry nights
The lovers crowd in here at half past two
But I don't have to tell Dumbledore
The students use this tower for romantic interludes
Starry, starry night
Walking through the Hogwarts Halls
Portraits snoozing on the walls
The sleeping students now I follow suit
The point is hardly moot
Though I can be dextrous and deft
My name's not right, it means on the left
But others think that sinister's the root
Don't give me the boot
Almost over is my song
I know that it was very long
Since there's not very much to tell
Perhaps Book Five I'll tell my tale
And then you'll know me well