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hermionesclone · 06-01-2014, 05:20 PM

.................... Oh jeez. Was it not going to snow? AT ALL?!

And what was worse was that Gold had seen. He gave her a thumbs up and watched as her attempt seemed to fail too. WELL then.

Text Cut: Ethan! :3

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Originally Posted by Mordred

Ethan laid on his pile of snow as he plucked out the twigs and leaves that was stuck on his hair and uniform. Man, this spell is insane! The Slytherin looked back at the older Slytherin boy and sat up straight. He did look frustrated and all that. Pity. He could share his snow if he wants though? But judging the boy, he’s not the type who’d go that low. Yeah, yeah, ego. Mordred got lots of that. His attention went from the Slytherin to a Hufflepuff (Marigold). Was she watching him? Them? Nonetheless, she got a grin and a nod. No snow for her yet, huh? Good. Luck.

Now back to toughie looking Slytherin. “Yeah, it’s the cloud.” He said as he looked up at his own. He was being a good Snake, see? Making him feel better and all that. “Moody thing.” Ethan nodded and watched his fellow Slytherin get pelted with hail. “I guess it worked…but I’d like to think that I commanded it to snow.” What with picturing it to be snowing first before casting the spell. If there was one thing he learned from this class, it would be visualizing what he wanted. Ethan walked over to where the older boy was with his cloud in tow. “I guess Transfiguration requires you to picture things before placing the spell. I think that’s the trick.” Shrug. "It worked for me."See the mound of snow? Yep.

The Slytherin stepped back a little and watched his fellow Snake give his cloud another go. Merlin, his cloud needs to snow soon. That boy looked like he will strangle the nearest person if it didn’t. Not waiting if he produced snow, Ethan decided to walk back to his original spot and try the spell again.

"Stiricidium Nubila!" his cloud grew bigger and darker and produced heaps of snow. "Great. Snowstorm again." Was his cloud that moody? Why can't it produce a normal amount of snow? He stared at his cloud with a scrunched up face figuring out what went wrong. The snow was already up to his waist when he decided to end it. "Finite!"

Brrr...

Grayson heaved a sigh and turned his attention towards his fellow Slytherin. Talking to someone might just make him feel better and stop himself from doing something stupid like punching a freaking stubborn cloud. Idiot thing that was. "Bet it is. Moody and stubborn." He cast a dark look over his own cloud. A quick, dark look that meant that the boy didn't catch the slowly darkening look of the cloud. "How'd we get stuck with these, eh?"

Commanded it to snow? "So I guess you have to be forceful, huh? Show it who's boss?" He was GOOD at something like that. What more did this cloud WANT?! "Probably. So you know what you want, yeah?" This wasn't bad advice, by the way, but he wasn't going to admit that just yet. Not until he got it to snow as well, like this boy had.

Speaking of the snow and the boy, Grayson snorted as he looked around at the snow, even taking a step back when a snowstorm erupted. A freaking SNOWSTORM! How brilliant was that? "Looks like you were very commanding with it. Maybe your cloud is scared of you, man." And he should be proud of that, m--

................................. WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN.

Grayson jumped. Actually jumped because something landed on his NOSE. Blinking several times, he looked down at the tiny, white snowflake that sat right on the tip of his nose. Was it SNOWING?! The fourth year looked up at his cloud, which was darker and less-fluffy looking -- thank MERLIN -- and seemed to be snowing. Slowly. A flake or two every couple of seconds.

"Now you're just being annoying, cloud."

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hermionesclone Gladrags Mod DMC & DMAC Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,841 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11	urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse .................... Oh jeez. Was it not going to snow? AT ALL?! And what was worse was that Gold had seen. He gave her a thumbs up and watched as her attempt seemed to fail too. WELL then. Text Cut: Ethan! :3 Quote: Originally Posted by Mordred Ethan laid on his pile of snow as he plucked out the twigs and leaves that was stuck on his hair and uniform. Man, this spell is insane! The Slytherin looked back at the older Slytherin boy and sat up straight. He did look frustrated and all that. Pity. He could share his snow if he wants though? But judging the boy, he’s not the type who’d go that low. Yeah, yeah, ego. Mordred got lots of that. His attention went from the Slytherin to a Hufflepuff (Marigold). Was she watching him? Them? Nonetheless, she got a grin and a nod. No snow for her yet, huh? Good. Luck. Now back to toughie looking Slytherin. “Yeah, it’s the cloud.” He said as he looked up at his own. He was being a good Snake, see? Making him feel better and all that. “Moody thing.” Ethan nodded and watched his fellow Slytherin get pelted with hail. *“I guess it worked…but I’d like to think that I commanded* it to snow.” What with picturing it to be snowing first before casting the spell. If there was one thing he learned from this class, it would be visualizing what he wanted. Ethan walked over to where the older boy was with his cloud in tow. “I guess Transfiguration requires you to picture things before placing the spell. I think that’s the trick.” Shrug. "It worked for me."See the mound of snow? Yep. The Slytherin stepped back a little and watched his fellow Snake give his cloud another go. Merlin, his cloud needs to snow soon. That boy looked like he will strangle the nearest person if it didn’t. Not waiting if he produced snow, Ethan decided to walk back to his original spot and try the spell again. "Stiricidium Nubila!" his cloud grew bigger and darker and produced heaps of snow. "Great. Snowstorm again."** Was his cloud that moody? Why can't it produce a normal amount of snow? He stared at his cloud with a scrunched up face figuring out what went wrong. The snow was already up to his waist when he decided to end it. "Finite!" Brrr... Grayson heaved a sigh and turned his attention towards his fellow Slytherin. Talking to someone might just make him feel better and stop himself from doing something stupid like punching a freaking stubborn cloud. Idiot thing that was. "Bet it is. Moody and stubborn." He cast a dark look over his own cloud. A quick, dark look that meant that the boy didn't catch the slowly darkening look of the cloud. "How'd we get stuck with these, eh?" Commanded it to snow? "So I guess you have to be forceful, huh? Show it who's boss?" He was GOOD at something like that. What more did this cloud WANT?! "Probably. So you know what you want, yeah?" This wasn't bad advice, by the way, but he wasn't going to admit that just yet. Not until he got it to snow as well, like this boy had. Speaking of the snow and the boy, Grayson snorted as he looked around at the snow, even taking a step back when a snowstorm erupted. A freaking SNOWSTORM! How brilliant was that? "Looks like you were very commanding with it. Maybe your cloud is scared of you, man." And he should be proud of that, m-- ................................. WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN. Grayson jumped. Actually jumped because something landed on his NOSE. Blinking several times, he looked down at the tiny, white snowflake that sat right on the tip of his nose. Was it SNOWING?! The fourth year looked up at his cloud, which was darker and less-fluffy looking -- thank MERLIN -- and seemed to be snowing. Slowly. A flake or two every couple of seconds. "Now you're just being annoying, cloud." __________________