Gaining more confidence, Ethan took in a deep breath as he held on to his wonderful, wonderful memory. The picture, the feeling, it meant everything to the teenager, and there was absolutely NOTHING that can change his mind about the love of family. Although both Mordaunt boys went through difficult times separately, the trust behind their close relationship just might be stronger than what real siblings share. Tough times changed them both, and definitely for the better.

Ethan was momentarily distracted when he caught the proud smile from his professor. The Slytherin gave him a smile back, and saluted him with his wand. “I’ll give it another go professor. I got this.” He said confidently, and nodded back to the man. “I shall not fail, jedi master Dakest.” Hehehehehe. What? He needed confirmation too that the professor was indeed a StarWars nerd like himself! Hehehehe.

The Slytherin slowly ceased his smile, and focused at the task at hand. He’s an ambitious student, and he wanted to produce a corporeal patronus. He just HAVE to, because he believes SO MUCH in his happy memory.

Centering himself once more, Ethan focused on the bright blue-white light in him and supplied that light with the positive energy of his happy memory. For him to get what he wanted, Ethan knew that he needed to follow through with the spell. Inhale, exhaled, “Expecto Patronum!” Again, another thick puff of smoke came out of his wand, but it lingered somehow. The Slytherin knew it was his cue. He just needs to project the memory more.

Wait…of course!

A projection! That’s what he needed to do. Ethan lowered his wand, as he theorized inside his head. The memory, the energy, all of those needed projection. He needed those two elements to come out of him, but still connected within his soul. Maybe…maybe that’s the secret to sustain and form an animal figure!

Clearing his mind of everything else, the Slytherin gripped his wand in his hand and raised his arm in front of him. Inhale, exhale, and Ethan with his serious façade, concentrated on his happy memory supplying the blinding white energy inside him, and imagined it to come out of his wand arm and through his wand. “Expecto…Patronum!!” Ethan, with all his might imagined the ball of energy projecting out of him while keeping the same energy at the center of his whole being, protecting him.

Lo and behold, a form was made.

Ethan did not dare blink, and stared proudly at his Patronus. “Whoa…” He was definitely…definitely a happy camper!