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Shanners · 05-11-2014, 06:08 PM

Was she sat on her own? Yes. Did she care? No. She had a comfy seat and class things to be doing so it mattered not that she had no one to talk to or make faces at over her cauldron. And it meant she'd be able to concentrate a little more, but also think of the things she probably shouldn't have been thinking of. Like her boyfriend. Like the distance between Scotland and South Africa. On second thoughts...maybe that wasn't the best thing to be thinking of. She'd just put everything into concentrating and getting this right.

Blood, blood and more blood. Well okay. This was fine. Blood didn't make her dizzy anymore and if she was going to do what she thought she was in the future, then it was a good job.

She like pomegranates though. Waaaste of good stuff right THERE. She opened up her notebook for this class and turned to the page after the end of last school year. Goodbye sixth year. Hello seventh. Oh. That was kind of sad.

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It was common sense, or at least..she thought it was, to make sure you cleaned everything before starting and that was what she started with. A scourgify here, a scourgify there, a few more, maybe a little twirl or maybe not, and a tergeo to make sure it was definitely clean because she had used her cauldron for storage over the summer. That wasn't her fault. She'd ran out of boxes. All clean. BadamdUSH. She won. A rosette for the seventh year. Please hold your applause.

AND NOW FOR WATER. THE SOLE EXPLANATION FOR HER LIVING UNTIL SEVENTEEN. (Or maybe that was something to do with the fact she hadn't died yet? Nah. It was all water.)

"Aguamenti!" There it was. There it WAS. Hold your applause. Hold it. She measured out two litres of water to make sure she'd gotten it right, purely because measurements were important and she couldn't just wing it without having inner turmoil and making ugly faces. So. Yeah. With that done, Els added just a tiny tick besides the word water in her instructions and read the rest of the step.

One unicorn hair. Two unicorn hair. Added. Scoooore. NEXT STEP PLEASE.

Ignore the little celebratory dance and the ticking next to the end of her instructions. Ignore it all.

APPLAUSE.

05-11-2014, 06:08 PM	#79 (permalink)
Shanners DMAC & DMC Manticore Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: whoville Posts: 43,372 Gryffindor Sixth Year First Year x7 x5	∞ 17 \| RP entrepreneur \| defies gravity \| Miss George is flawless \| blanket burrito lyfe Was she sat on her own? Yes. Did she care? No. She had a comfy seat and class things to be doing so it mattered not that she had no one to talk to or make faces at over her cauldron. And it meant she'd be able to concentrate a little more, but also think of the things she probably shouldn't have been thinking of. Like her boyfriend. Like the distance between Scotland and South Africa. On second thoughts...maybe that wasn't the best thing to be thinking of. She'd just put everything into concentrating and getting this right. Blood, blood and more blood. Well okay. This was fine. Blood didn't make her dizzy anymore and if she was going to do what she thought she was in the future, then it was a good job. She like pomegranates though. Waaaste of good stuff right THERE. She opened up her notebook for this class and turned to the page after the end of last school year. Goodbye sixth year. Hello seventh. Oh. That was kind of sad. Text Cut: Notes STRENGTH POTION - Useful to hold cars above your head (?) - Used to carry heavy stuff in building work - Helpful with anaemia if you're lazy and don't want the usual potion - Blood, blood and heart (a butchers delight?) - Poor pomegranate Ingredients 2 kilograms of dragon heart (a little ↑ or ↓ is ok) 1 pomegranate A cup of re’em blood One mature salamander’s blood 2 unicorn tail hairs Powdered griffin claw 2 snake fangs Instructions : Clean. Everything. 1. Add 2 litres of water and the unicorn tail hairs one by one It was common sense, or at least..she thought it was, to make sure you cleaned everything before starting and that was what she started with. A scourgify here, a scourgify there, a few more, maybe a little twirl or maybe not, and a tergeo to make sure it was definitely clean because she had used her cauldron for storage over the summer. That wasn't her fault. She'd ran out of boxes. All clean. BadamdUSH. She won. A rosette for the seventh year. Please hold your applause. AND NOW FOR WATER. THE SOLE EXPLANATION FOR HER LIVING UNTIL SEVENTEEN. (Or maybe that was something to do with the fact she hadn't died yet? Nah. It was all water.) "Aguamenti!" There it was. There it WAS. Hold your applause. Hold it. She measured out two litres of water to make sure she'd gotten it right, purely because measurements were important and she couldn't just wing it without having inner turmoil and making ugly faces. So. Yeah. With that done, Els added just a tiny tick besides the word water in her instructions and read the rest of the step. One unicorn hair. Two unicorn hair. Added. Scoooore. NEXT STEP PLEASE. Ignore the little celebratory dance and the ticking next to the end of her instructions. Ignore it all. APPLAUSE. __________________ [Grimoire]__________________________________________________ ____________