Nikki still didn't have a partner, so decided to get practicing by herself. She walked to the front of the class room, and pulled out a shiny black feather from the first box, before returning to her seat.
She jabbed her wand, and repeated "Duro!" a couple of times, but nithing happened. Nikki frowned, and deided to say the incantation differently. "Duuuuuro...DuRO! Duroooooooo...DUro! DurOooo! Duuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrroo..." She continued to jab her wand, with each different repetition, but still nothing happened.
She scowled at the stupid feather infront of her, and tried to think of what she as doing wrong. She was half way through colouring a love heart she'd doodled on her notes, when it clicked. She had to imagine the object as a STONE! Oh my gosh, was she a fritter or what?!
Smiling a bit, Nikki imagined the feather as a rock. A pretty one, one that was smooth, and ovalish, and kinda shiny too. She concentrated on that image, jabbed her wand, and yelled "DURO!". She looked at the feather, to see her stone.
She decided to try the counter spell. She imagined her glossy black feather again. "Flexi!" It disappeared, and changed into the feather again. While the feather was pretty, however, she liked the rock better. She used the original spell once more. She left her rock on the table, hoping she could keep it.
She grinned, got up, and made her way to the front of the room. Out of the box on the right of the originally one, she picked out a fork. It was silver, but was a bit dull. She tried to concentrate on makig a long thing stone, grayish in colour, and slightly rough in texture. "Duro!" Jab. Nothing.
Well, damn. Maybe she should just think about rocks in general. Jab, "DURO!" Nada. Ok, well general rocks didn't work. And neither did more force in the spell...Hmmm, myabe if she used Flexi to soften it first? It would make it like the feather then.
"Flexi!" The fork became a bit softer, but not by much. She triedagain with the jabbing motion. "DURO!" Nikki's eye twitched as nothing happned. "Duro Duro Duro Duro Duro! Duro Duro Duro! DURO! Gosh damnit, why aren't you Duroing?!?"
Bah. Stupid fork. Nikki knew she should have picked a marshmellow...She growled and glared at the fork again. She checked her notes, and gave a frustrated glance at the fork before she continued to attempt transfiguring he damn thing.
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