 Mini Activity #1 (also Liv but I refuse to quote Kerri's monster post *rebels*) Dani's Citrus Duck Spawn | Mama Giraffe | Lemon PATch | Pushed the Red Button
A firesuit? Hirsch HAD to be kidding.
500% sure he would be fairing better in Muggle school, where there was much less danger and room for third degree burns, Nicholas Tate got in line for the protective gear. Which, mind you, took a bloody long time, considering every Gryffindor and overexcited child had rushed to the front of the line.
He had much of the same problem as Liv when choosing a size, as his waist was about as thick as a sheet of paper, but the sixteen year old had just about cleared six feet. So he chose a larger suit to complement his birch-like frame, and then it was down to business.
Of course, Nicky couldn't skip steps (the horror!), so he had to go through all of the essentials first. That entailed painfully slow enunciation of the incantation and wand movements that dragged on so slowly, people might have thought he was a hundred year old man trapped in a teen's lanky body. But never mind the onlookers, yes? HIS spell casting would be unparalleled.
Hah. That was a good one, really.
"Lus-tro CIR-cu-lus. Luuusssstrooo Ciiiiir-queue-lusssss." His 'cir's came out as 'suuuuh's, thanks to the heavy Welsh accent he'd acquired over the years, but he'd be fine. And, obviously, he had the whipping down. Like a million other spells didn't require THAT one. Thank Merlin, right?
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