Originally Posted by Audux254

The little boy-girl of a witch, Eris, made her way into the girl's dorm rather happily before walking over to her four poster with a book clutched under her arm. Siting down comfortably under the green silk of the canopy indian style, the girl opened her book, Medicinal Magic and You, The Necessities, and removed her wand from a part of her cloak.

After a few moments of reading and rereading, with an intense studious gaze that was rare to find on the first year, she broke a tooth pick with her hands and lay it on the cushion of her bed.

"Episkey!" she commanded, her voice not raising beyond it's normal level, as she flicked at the tooth pick. Feebly, the toothpick made a wobble on her bed before snapping in an attempt to come back together, but tossed themselves as though they missed an embrace mid air to separate side of the bed.

Crawling to the sides in order to retrieve them, she placed the back in the center.

"Episkey!" she flicked. The two toothpicks jammed into each other, which had it been a real bone, would have looked quite painful. With a sigh, the young witch tossed them in the small trashcan beside her, getting a new toothpick and snapping it.

Clearing her throat, she tried again, jagged wooden wand at the ready in her hand, "Episkey!" this time her voice commanded with an air of confidence, imagining the reforming of the toothpicks clearly in her mind. The two side of the toothpicks banded together with a wrap, looking like it was brand new, a ripple of warmth looked like it spread against the toothpick, though rather inconsistent and not even near with the smoothness her mother had when using the spell.

The little witch gave a grin. Success!

Her little kneazle, interested by all this, padded his way over looking at her inquiringly. "Now...if only I could fix you Cat...." she chuckled looking at the proud golden tom, who consistently felt superior to every other living creature.

Originally Posted by slytheringirl71

Elizabeth started to get a little upset at the word "mom" because it also reminded her of her daddy and how she misses him so much. She just shook those thoughts out of her head and hoped Hebe didn't see. Even though she was pretty sure she did. "That's so cool how we have so much in common. And of course I'll go with you. I have to pick up my owl, Pueblood, anyways."



Elizabeth saw a girl practicing spells and decided to see what kind of spells they are. So Elizabeth walked over to the girl and says, "Hey what kind of spell is that."