SPOILER!!: Norah
Norah wiggled excitedly as AJ demonstrated the process. Okay, she started out with a couple of little squirms but by the time the Gryffindor had made holes in the cans there was some serious wiggling going on. Hammering stuff with whacking noises and EVERYTHING? Aw yeah.
With a grin in AJ's direction, she picked up the hammer and positioned a nail in the middle of her first can. "Here I go!" She brought the hammer down with a loud WHACK....on the table. Whoopsies? The fourth year gave the table a little pat because it really hadn't ASKED to be whacked like that, before lifting the hammer again for a second try. Aiming and stuff was important, apparently. She brought the hammer down again, this time actually paying attention to where it went, and gave a satisfied smile when the nail broke the surface of the can. Was she strong or WHAT? Aaaaand another hit, and then another, AAAND another because the middle one had missed but who was really counting, until there was a nice hole in there and she pulled the nail out. Halfway done and she still had all ten fingers! And toes, but that was kinda irrelevant. With a couple more whacks, the holes were complete and then came the hard part: string tying.
Whomever had invented string tying really wasn't thinking about all the people with clumsy fingers, 'cause tying knots was even harder with plaiting her hair which Norah was practically incapable of. Apparently that stuff was easier when you actually brushed your hair but that was NOT a sacrifice she was willing to make just yet. Fourteen year olds had priorities, clearly. She fumbled with the string until something that resembled a knot held that side in place, before doing the same to the other side. Well. It'd work if she didn't pull to hard? "I'm finished too!" WAIT. No she wasn't. The fourth year bet down to her bag to pull out a marker, then drew to eyes and a smile on one of the cans, using the lopsided knot as a nose. "Okay, NOW I'm finished." WAIT NO. She picked up her hammer again and hit a nail so it stuck out of the top of her smiley can. UNICORN CAN. UNICAN. AW YEAH. "Okay I promise I'm actually finished this time." And now time to plaaaay.
Norah was doing well over there especially considering she had never had to use a hammer before. AJ hummed to herself and shouted out encouraging words every now and again. Whack! The table was hit.
"Nice shot!" Even though it wasn't the intended target it was still a wicked shot. Then her friend was hitting the can in just the right place.
"Perfect." AJ could totes be a teacher.
All set! Yaaay. Now they could talk to each other through cans which she was sort of pumped about. Oh, but she wasn't done. What was the marker for? When AJ noticed what Norah was doing she instantly regretted not thinking of that herself. Another nail was added to the top of her can.
"Umm---"
Sweet baby unicorns. Norah just made a unicorn can. AHFAHFEIWF! AJ sort of twitched and her eyes glazed over just a tad.
"How majestic." Can envy was legit.
"I'll trade you cans for a chocolate frog." AJ had plenty of those in her bag. Or she could just make her own. Would it be completely lame to copy her? AJ would do anything when it came to unicorns and she didn't quite care what others though, but OMG! She was amazed, and pretty sure that her and Norah just became best friends.
"I have something to make that even better." AJ reached into her pocket and pulled out a white ribbon looking thing that she had taken off a rolled parchment in her common room earlier.
"Here." She wrapped the ribbon around the unicorn horn.
"Now it's perfect."
As much as she wanted to stare and admire Norah's can for hours on end, she still wanted to try out her can.
"Put this end to your ear," she said as she handed over the other can attached to her her string. Holding on to the first can she walked as far away from her partner as possible. SHe gave her a thumbs up to let her know she was about to start.
"Did you know that banging your head against a wall burns like 150 calories? Oh, and it's impossible to lick your elbow... believe me, I've tried. What else were they supposed to talk about?