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Tegz 
"Open your eyes, Spike." Jim suggested. "Don't really want you to whip me with a stinging nettle hex by accident." Grin. Jim's tone made it clear he was confident that Spike could do it. "When I first learned this one, and was just getting the hang of hexes, I used to sorta do this whole.... mental.... 'bamBAM' thing." Jim demonstrated, really putting some attitude into it, the bamBAM being the way he punctuated each swipe of his wand with a flick.
It was pretty gangsta.
"I'm not actually sure when I closed them," Spike said with a puzzled look on his face. "They just...were. I'm guessing it didn't work though." He looked at Jimmy apologetically. "I don't wanna hit you either. Nettles are nasty things." Plus, the celebrations of achieving it would be too short lived before Jimmy came and tackled Spike to get his own back. He had a vision of Jimmy running after him for a tickle fight or or water fight similar. The older boy would have a distinct advantage. Spike giggled at the thought.
Trying to keep a straight face, Spike watched Jimmy's demonstration. bamBAM. With a bit of attitude, apparently. Spike nodded. He could do some bamBAM in the style of Jimmy, he was sure. It seemed far more fun thinking like that, and reminded him of an epic play sword fight he'd had over the summer, complete with extra sound effects. bamBAM! he practised. Oh yeahhhh.
His eyes narrowed, and he took a deep breath as he raised his wand.
"Er-ti-kate!" bamBAM.
Nothing. He knew. He had most definitely kept his eyes open that time. That was an improvement, right? He glanced at where Jimmy was now helping a girl. He could do this. He wanted those antlers! Maybe he needed some more bamBAM?
With a stealthier grip, he held his wand up more determinedly. That dummy was gonna get bamBAM'd. Got it dummy? Good.
"Er-ti-kate!" bamBAM!
Was that...a wisp of something? He squinted to see. Hmm. Maybe not. But it felt better. Next time maybe?