 Post #3 urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
Eh. Just eh.
Grayson wanted to produce a REAL patronus. A corporeal one. Not one that was only a tiny whip of smoke, what in the name of Merlin was THAT about? That wasn't gonna save his butt against some kinda evil creature or another. He needed a PROPER one, HELLO?! And he was kinda curious to see what form it would take because let's face it: it had to be a pretty epic otherwise the dude was gonna be dead annoyed.
But this?! Way to get on a guy's last nerve.
Taking another deep breath, the boy changed memories and tried again. "Expecto Patronum!" Nothing. "Expecto Patronum!!" Still nothing. Why in the name of Merlin was this going backwards?! Jeez, that wasn't meant to happen. "Expecto Patronum!" .........
..........
ANOTHER.
FREAKING.
TINY.
WHISP OF SMOKE.
Alright. It was alright. Better than nothing and whatnot. The memories kept on changing to ones that made him happy just thinking about them so maybe they weren't strong enough. He twirled his wand around his fingers while he searched his memory bank for something linked to the things he was incredibly loyal to.
Finding the perfect memory was too freaking difficult, mkay?
Once he thought he did, though, the boy held up his wand and tried for what felt like the hundredth time. "Expecto Patronum!" YES? WAS IT? Grayson perked up and his eyes widened as something shot out of his wand. Something big and bright and...........
........... another whisp of smoke.
The Slytherin deflated like a balloon as he watched the smoke linger there. It was definitely bigger than his previous attempts but was it in the shape of something? No. MAN, way to let a dude down like that.
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