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Ameh · 01-29-2016, 08:11 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Airey noticeably winced at the complete disregard for the sweatshirt - WHAT had it EVER done to you, young man?! - and couldn't help but march over to
abused garment and pluck it from the ground. Giving it a few firm pats with his hand, the astronomer neatly folded it up and set it down on a desk.

There. Now he could focus.

Minus 10 points to Slytherin for disrespecting clothing? The thought was tempting.

"Right. Well. To start the incantation is Derivo Gravitatem," he instructed, eyes tearing themselves away from the sweatshirt and to Mr. Song. "We'll get to the wand movement in just a moment. Just make sure that the incantation rolls off your tongue with relative ease before we do."

Probably a very good thing that Sniffler hadn't actually been in his pocket that day. He was pretty sure this particular professor might have died of horror if the small creature had presented itself while he was busy folding up the big snuggly sweatshirt. He spent a lot of time sleeping in the warm, dark pockets of Jaemin's clothing, which meant Jaemin had gotten used to just taking things off and letting them lay in places where the hedgehog wouldn't wake up and fall to his death while wandering about.

You got lucky today, Airey Flamsteed!

Derivo Gravitatem... the small boy's nose wrinkled a bit at the spell. So many syllables. Gave him more of a chance to get one in the wrong place. Still... it'd be better with practice, which was exactly what he did just then, pronouncing each syllable rather forcefully and not at all like he was trying to cast the spell, doing this instead to make himself remember it. "Derivo... Gravitatem. Derivo Gravitatem."

He repeated this a few times in a rather not-like-a-spell way before nodding to himself. It was there now, and engrained. He could work on saying it the right way now, and this he did as well. He'd been getting much better at making these words come out right, at least lately; it was like magic was a language, and it hovered somewhere in an awkward space between the two he already knew, clashing with them whenever they brushed up against one another.

"It isn't as hard as some other spells, to say," he murmured after repeating it a few times in the way the professor had said it.

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Ameh DIMC Boggart Join Date: Oct 2003 Posts: 29,830 x4	♥Dunkin \| Pixie's Precious Pea \| kpop goddess \| sneaky sounder \| forever slytherin♥ Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Airey noticeably winced at the complete disregard for the sweatshirt - WHAT had it EVER done to you, young man?! - and couldn't help but march over to abused garment and pluck it from the ground. Giving it a few firm pats with his hand, the astronomer neatly folded it up and set it down on a desk. There. Now he could focus. Minus 10 points to Slytherin for disrespecting clothing? The thought was tempting. "Right. Well. To start the incantation is Derivo Gravitatem," he instructed, eyes tearing themselves away from the sweatshirt and to Mr. Song. "We'll get to the wand movement in just a moment. Just make sure that the incantation rolls off your tongue with relative ease before we do." Probably a very good thing that Sniffler hadn't actually been in his pocket that day. He was pretty sure this particular professor might have died of horror if the small creature had presented itself while he was busy folding up the big snuggly sweatshirt. He spent a lot of time sleeping in the warm, dark pockets of Jaemin's clothing, which meant Jaemin had gotten used to just taking things off and letting them lay in places where the hedgehog wouldn't wake up and fall to his death while wandering about. You got lucky today, Airey Flamsteed! Derivo Gravitatem... the small boy's nose wrinkled a bit at the spell. So many syllables. Gave him more of a chance to get one in the wrong place. Still... it'd be better with practice, which was exactly what he did just then, pronouncing each syllable rather forcefully and not at all like he was trying to cast the spell, doing this instead to make himself remember it. "Derivo... Gravitatem. Derivo Gravitatem." He repeated this a few times in a rather not-like-a-spell way before nodding to himself. It was there now, and engrained. He could work on saying it the right way now, and this he did as well. He'd been getting much better at making these words come out right, at least lately; it was like magic was a language, and it hovered somewhere in an awkward space between the two he already knew, clashing with them whenever they brushed up against one another. "It isn't as hard as some other spells, to say," he murmured after repeating it a few times in the way the professor had said it.