SPOILER!!: Cris
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The snow was now coming down hard, so Cris decided to end the spell and try again, just to make sure that he would have no problems doing it on demand, when Professor Bellaire asked them to. Saying, "Finite" he watched the snow flakes stopped falling and the cloud begin to grow whiter and deflate again.
And then he focused his attention on brining up the image of a snow cloud again, with snow clouds falling from it. Holding that image in his mind, he raised his wand and pointed it up at the sky. Holding his wrist as steady as possible, he moved his wand in a counter clockwise swirling motion while saying the words to the incantation, "Stiricidium Nubila," clearly and with determination.
Cris watched as the cloud grew darker again as it began to swell vertically upwards. It got even more chilly overhead....and then it began to snow.
Nice beautiful snow flurries.
Norah looked around and noticed an older Hufflepuff student with his cloud emitting perfect flurries of snow. HUMPH unfair! She squelched the urge to stick her tongue out at him and instead edged toward him timidly. It wasn't his fault she was bad at this, after all. Standing on her tiptoes, she gave him a light tap on the shoulder.
"Hi, I'm Norah," she said, giving him a meek smile.
"I was wondering if you could give me a hand with my cloud, it's kind of..." she trailed off, gesturing towards her cloud which was as as white, small, and irritatingly snow-free as ever. SIGH. If he couldn't help then maybe she could accept defeat and, y'know, go get some food to make up for it all.