 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Norah felt her cheeks going red despite all the times she'd told them not to. Excuse you, cheeks. She was the brain and the brain meant the boss, everybody knew that. She was a prefect brain too, but she didn't feel much like one of those especially now that the nice new professor thought she hadn't been paying attention. With a small smile just so Professor Baxter didn't feel bad on her very first day, she nodded quickly and put her quill to the parchment with a highly unnecessary flourish just to show that she really was listening. Arresto Momentum. Cool beans. She didn't feel very worthy of Zeke's Gryffindor tie anymore but at least there was still a happy sticker on her forehead. A sticker can make aaaaaall the difference if you let it.
With her notes written much neater than usual, which was horridly time consuming and NEVER to be attempted again, the fifth year picked up her wand and practiced a few big sweeping wave-y things just like Professor Baxter had shown them. "Depulso. Deeeepulso. De-puhl-so. Depulsoooooo." She was running out of ways to say the incantation without just getting much louder ('cause that was against the RULES), so she got up and pushed in her chair even though she wasn't entirely sure if she was confident yet. Probably not. Confidence was reserved for tree climbing and cartwheels, not school things, but there she stood, chanting 'Depulso' under her breath a million bazillion times. It still counted as being a good leader if she was just pretending, right?
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