The temporarily blind Alice tried to feel around for her lab partner so she could make him return her wand, but after flailing her arms through the air a couple of times and making a complete fool out of herself, she realized Mo wasn't there. Had he run AWAY? Was he scared of her?

Should have been. Wands were serious business.

She turned around in her seat to face him, hands all ready for hitting, when her fingers grazed the table and, after a few seconds, rested on her wand. Oh. There it was. Ahem. The seventh year wrapped her fingers around it and tried to play off the last few minutes of frantic accusations as if they were a joke, clearing her throat and refocusing her efforts on her glass box. Or what she thought was her glass box.

"Fingere Elementi." Her jab was a bit too forceful and resulted in another elbow popping noise, but Alice ignored the pain. All of her attention was currently directed towards the powder-turned-gas. She may have not been able to see the results clearly, but that flash of light was enough for even her suddenly lacking eyes to notice.

Little itty bitty baby apricot sun. Could she touch it?