02-28-2010, 06:28 AM
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| Puffskein
Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: Out by the sea
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Auden Azarolla Ravenclaw First Year | <.< >,> v.v ^,^! Ivory paused. A sense of excitement filled her, as she heard the professor explain the practical side of the lesson. Oh, she’d known it would come! This is what she’d been looking forward to …learning a new spell.
Fingering her wand holster beneath her robes, she decided to wait a few minutes while she mentally went over the spell again and again. Making sure her mind made the connection between the incantation and the effect of reverting an object back to its previous or natural form.
Glancing around she made a mental note of how her classmates were moving their wands, as her hand reached and unclasped the holster. Feeling the familiar warmth shoot through her body and come to a pinpoint in her wand hand she watched smiling as the small ever present blue flame that appeared at the tip of it.
Today was a good special day since she was 12 years old now …a WHOLE year older than yesterday, well sort of, and the main thing was she would be a little baby no more! She would be confident and well not a baby.
Firmly gripping her wand in hand, she tried to relax it to perform the appropriate movement for the flower conjuring spell. Pronouncing the incantation almost musically, she swooped her wand in a circular motion . “Orchideous”
Her signature blue daisies grew beautifully on her desk almost as if the wood itself was soil and she was happy for having practiced this spell enough times that she could perform it with no trouble now.
Now back to the new spell.
Repeating Re-VER-toe a few times, just to make sure she was pronouncing it correctly and wouldn’t stammer over the word, she began to visualize small tiny seeds as she practiced the flourish.
Aiming her wand at the blue daises, she imagined her flowers slowly devolving into their previous natural forms. ”Reverto!” she said hopefully with a not so graceful flourish of her wand as she closed her eyes imagining the petals closing into a bud, the leaves folding in, the roots shrinking. The entire stem slowly thinning out and recoiling back into the small bean like seed it once was.
Hearing a small rustling sound, she opened first one eye then the other and smiled.
There among all her daises was exactly ONE seed. Sure it was supposed to be for all of them but who cared! The point was it had worked for one and that was success in it self.
Settling herself down she concentrated, determined to turn each one into a seed even if she had to do it one by one. |
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