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Magical Soul 
Louisa's hands were already getting dirty from the wood but she appreciated the work. What she didn't appreciate was how silent Vickers had been, how come he wasn't doing a spiel on some theory of his? Or going on and on about the idea of the trellis and the swing? How he came up with this and everything? He usually did that. Placing the last plank over the other one, she slashed with her wand saying "Diffindo," without putting too much force into it and it did work less energetically than before. Arranging the planks as she squatted once again, the girl couldn't help but give Vickers a confused look. HOW could he be happy and content like that? It was... weird. Or maybe she was the weird one.
Shaking her head a bit, she jabbed with her wand and started connecting the planks with a 'Pario Claustrum' charm. She half-straightened up, got another wooden skewer and laid it on the ground. They needed two big planks to help it stand up, right? She closed her eyes picturing what she needed... concentrating... concentrating... "Temran Madera," opening her eyes and passing the wand across the skewers.
POOF!
It was stretched into a long plank... with the texture of... cushions. Louisa poked it a couple of times with her finger before pursing her lips together and flop down on the ground. HMPH. She pushed this one away from her, she was not going to interact with anything that had to do with cushions, and snatched the other. With a deep breath she ordered the stick, "Temran Madera..." Aaaand it worked this time.
Sighing she got up and looked over at Vickers. He was the boss.
Having completed one side of the trellis he turned to where Louisa was working on the second one. Just then she transformed the skewer into a cushion....
*blink*
He did a double take. Was that a cushion? Just as Louisa went to work conjuring another plank he neared the cushion!plank and gave it a few pokes. It
was a cushion! His eyes went back and forth between Louisa and the cushion, then suddenly found the Prefect looking at him
"Uh--dont worry about this, we'll find some use for this yeah, maybe for the swing." he nodded as he set the pillow!plank aside. Waste not want not his grandma always says.
He took one last skewer, knelt on the ground and transfigured it into a nice, thick, very woody plank, then dutifully began uttering the Pario Claustrum charm and bolting the trellis onto it, dutifully assembling it for the Prefect, who is more than a bit distracted he can tell.
"Uhm.. so how's you're day been coming along Louisa?" he asked casually. If she wanted to air out what was bothering her, he was there to listen.