Norah screwed up her face and stared down that little cloud. As cute as it was, it was proving to be very annoying. Cute things tended to do that, apparently. She pointed her wand again and said, "Stiricidium Nubila! imitating professor Bellaire's wand motion. And for the bazillionth time in a row, nothing happened. With a frustrated huff she flicked a strand of hair that had made it's way into her field of vision and pointed her wand at the cloud again. She could swear it looked smug. As smug as clouds can look, anyway. "Stiricidium Nubila! she cried again. And something...happened. Instead of snow, her cloud was sending down...birds? Whaaaat? She glared at her cloud. It was a cloud not an egg, why was it sending down birds? SIGH. She flicked her wand at the cloud and muttered, "Finite," ending the downpour of birds immediately. So THAT spell decided to work? And anyway, why birds? Couldn't it rain candy or something? That'd be much better motivation.