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SilverTiger · 11-17-2011, 09:06 AM

With all the studying and homework Stella had been doing, she'd suddenly realized she hadn't really explored the castle yet. Of course, she knew she'd be able to explore next term, but by then it would lose the novelty of, well, being new. To her, at least. Plus, Hogwarts had always been intriguing to her, much more than Beauxbatons had been. Either way, she'd decided to take a break from studying, and found herself on the fifth floor. Stopping near the statues, she simply watched them for a moment. She didn't expect them to do anything, they were just, well, odd. And, in the spirit of that oddness, she reached into her bag and took Oberon out. Surprisingly the egg hadn't done anything to make her worry about it lately, but she didn't want to not check on it either.

But now was either the best or worst time to have chosen to do so. As she unwrapped the egg, it slid out of her hand like a bar of soap, that slick with moisture. Apparently I should have checked on it earlier, she thought, as she knelt down to scramble after the rolling metal egg. She contemplated trying to stupefy it, or use an Impediment jinx, but she quickly scrapped those ideas on the odd chance they would damage the delicate little egg. She couldn't dry it off until she caught it, either, because it was rolling just quick enough that she wasn't sure she could hit it. She just hoped it wouldn't roll all the way into the swamp.

Luckily, she caught up to it and dropped her scarf over top of it to be able to grasp it right at the edge of the roped-off area, and she sat back on her heels in relief. Fishing her egg out of the swamp, or losing it altogether, would have been bad. Definitely not the way to prove Charms was one of her better subjects, failing the final project by means of losing her egg. She set Oberon in her lap as she let the anxiety bleed out of her, then took out her wand. "Okay, Oberon," she murmured, before casting the spell to dry it off. "Argentum siccus" Then, once she knew her egg wasn't going to escape again, she lifted it up in one hand. "You're all dirty now," she said, as if the egg was going to respond. She needed to fix that as well, so she flicked her wand a second time, cleaning the dirt off that was now loose after she'd taken the moisture away, then she added a quick polishing. Now Oberon was all pretty again, but she slipped it back into her bag. That had been too close a call. She wasn't about to risk it again.

11-17-2011, 09:06 AM	#110 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,293 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Annika Owens-Byrne Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Sixth Year x5 x3	egg project post #6 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict With all the studying and homework Stella had been doing, she'd suddenly realized she hadn't really explored the castle yet. Of course, she knew she'd be able to explore next term, but by then it would lose the novelty of, well, being new. To her, at least. Plus, Hogwarts had always been intriguing to her, much more than Beauxbatons had been. Either way, she'd decided to take a break from studying, and found herself on the fifth floor. Stopping near the statues, she simply watched them for a moment. She didn't expect them to do anything, they were just, well, odd. And, in the spirit of that oddness, she reached into her bag and took Oberon out. Surprisingly the egg hadn't done anything to make her worry about it lately, but she didn't want to not check on it either. But now was either the best or worst time to have chosen to do so. As she unwrapped the egg, it slid out of her hand like a bar of soap, that slick with moisture. Apparently I should have checked on it earlier, she thought, as she knelt down to scramble after the rolling metal egg. She contemplated trying to stupefy it, or use an Impediment jinx, but she quickly scrapped those ideas on the odd chance they would damage the delicate little egg. She couldn't dry it off until she caught it, either, because it was rolling just quick enough that she wasn't sure she could hit it. She just hoped it wouldn't roll all the way into the swamp. Luckily, she caught up to it and dropped her scarf over top of it to be able to grasp it right at the edge of the roped-off area, and she sat back on her heels in relief. Fishing her egg out of the swamp, or losing it altogether, would have been bad. Definitely not the way to prove Charms was one of her better subjects, failing the final project by means of losing her egg. She set Oberon in her lap as she let the anxiety bleed out of her, then took out her wand. "Okay, Oberon," she murmured, before casting the spell to dry it off. "Argentum siccus" Then, once she knew her egg wasn't going to escape again, she lifted it up in one hand. "You're all dirty now," she said, as if the egg was going to respond. She needed to fix that as well, so she flicked her wand a second time, cleaning the dirt off that was now loose after she'd taken the moisture away, then she added a quick polishing. Now Oberon was all pretty again, but she slipped it back into her bag. That had been too close a call. She wasn't about to risk it again. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥