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Deniiz
It didn't feel cold? Forrest frowned. It was winter, how come it didn't feel cold?! Had he grown that soft to cold in two years Saudi Arabia? He tried to shrug at himself but really. She was going to vomit all over the place. It was the worst form of illness.
He offered her a shy smile that didn't quite touch his eyes. He was still worried about her, but she wanted him to go on with the spell and what could he say to someone who had lost sixty five points and didn't even flinch? Turning to the task at hand somewhat reluctantly, he searched for the butterfly and found it sitting on somewhere not very far. He pointed his wand on it again and said "Petrificus Totalus!" It didn't quite move, but that may well be because it was still sitting. Hmm. Should he try to move it? Would it bite?
Yeah, there was that look again. She tried not to think about it this time because she didn't have an explanation to give. She'd been spending a lot of time around ice-cream and chasing her Kneazle around the grounds. Of course it was cold but just...not
that cold, you know?
So eyes on Forrest. This time he didn't have that dejected look as he tried casting. New determination maybe? Whatever it was, she kept her gaze on him until the spell had left his wand, then it was eyes on the butterfly. Umm...it wasn't doing anything...had it worked? Probably. The wings weren't flapping even a little so...maybe?
"Try poking it with your wand, see if it moves."
That was one way of finding out. It wouldn't sit there and be prodded unless the spell was effect and if it wasn't, the bug was right there and could be cast on again. For what it was worth, she was already proud. It might have worked on his second try.
See that wand, cooperation, you should try it some time. Some time outside of hexes because she was already good at those, thanks.