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She was going to try this again.
The first attempt at this bizarre and brand new spell had not gone exactly smoothly for the Ravenclaw but she wasn’t going to give up just yet. Nor was she going to enthusiastically spring her hand up and ask for help. That was embarrassing, she was fifteen not five. She didn’t need help, at least that was what she was telling herself.
The first years on the other hand had no worries about dragging the prefects over to do their spells for her. It was quite reassuring to see that other students were having problems too though, she didn’t want to be stuck out like a sore thumb.
Layla was clever at her old school. She didn’t tell anyone that but the teachers knew, at least the ones where she bothered to complete assignments did. School wasn’t about grades back in Clapham, it was about being popular and hanging about with your mates around the school gates. This private school business did nothing for her. Residential school kids where she was from were criticised and mocked for being ‘posh’, now she was one of them. Except everyone knew that she didn’t speak posh. No, city girl still retained her ‘Sauff Laaandon’ accent.
She picked up her wand and jabbed it towards the blue bag of sand with a determined huff. “Fingere Elementi!” she called simultaneously. To her surprise this attempt actually worked and the plastic melted away and the sand clumped together to form a slightly wonky but that didn’t matter, sphere. Or a planet as the Professor had described it as.
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