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SilverTiger · 07-29-2017, 08:45 AM

Even without the response her silent greetings had gotten, Stasya had felt the love from her friends, and weirdly enough from the tree too. At least, she’d thought that was what she felt sitting there with her back leaning against the trunk, but she’d barely gotten up the courage to ask Professor Myers if that was possible when the lesson had started and instead, she’d just listened carefully. Besides, she figured he’d probably say the tree could totally love someone anyway, and there was also the distraction of Derf wearing a helmet. It was hard not to giggle while the professor had told the sad story about mythology and stuff. She’d craned her neck to look up at the branches when the discussion had turned to the tree, too. So it could actually cry? She didn’t want it to be sad.

Maybe Dobby would make the tree happy, except she didn’t have her squirrel with her even though she’d have loved to. He just couldn’t be hidden in her pocket like Derf kept Scamander in his. And, the professor had mentioned the tree’s tears having special properties, so she’d shot her hand up with a question. “Professor Myers, is it like how phoenix tears can heal things?” She was just curious.

Plus, the idea of a spell that could make people or trees cry didn’t really seem like something she really wanted to know. But, if she had to, she’d practice it. She just wanted him to know that she thought making the tree cry was mean, so she’d given him a reproachful look as she’d gotten up to collect a vial before returning to her place near the trunk. Practicing the spell didn’t mean she had to actually cast it yet, and she set the vial carefully in her lap before she took her wand out. Sad face movement first. She slowly traced out the upside down curve a few times, slowly, but didn’t point her wand afterward. She was silently protesting the purpose of this spell. Yep.

“My-ro-ro.”

07-29-2017, 08:45 AM	#55 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,208 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3	practicing, sort of Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Even without the response her silent greetings had gotten, Stasya had felt the love from her friends, and weirdly enough from the tree too. At least, she’d thought that was what she felt sitting there with her back leaning against the trunk, but she’d barely gotten up the courage to ask Professor Myers if that was possible when the lesson had started and instead, she’d just listened carefully. Besides, she figured he’d probably say the tree could totally love someone anyway, and there was also the distraction of Derf wearing a helmet. It was hard not to giggle while the professor had told the sad story about mythology and stuff. She’d craned her neck to look up at the branches when the discussion had turned to the tree, too. So it could actually cry? She didn’t want it to be sad. Maybe Dobby would make the tree happy, except she didn’t have her squirrel with her even though she’d have loved to. He just couldn’t be hidden in her pocket like Derf kept Scamander in his. And, the professor had mentioned the tree’s tears having special properties, so she’d shot her hand up with a question. “Professor Myers, is it like how phoenix tears can heal things?” She was just curious. Plus, the idea of a spell that could make people or trees cry didn’t really seem like something she really wanted to know. But, if she had to, she’d practice it. She just wanted him to know that she thought making the tree cry was mean, so she’d given him a reproachful look as she’d gotten up to collect a vial before returning to her place near the trunk. Practicing the spell didn’t mean she had to actually cast it yet, and she set the vial carefully in her lap before she took her wand out. Sad face movement first. She slowly traced out the upside down curve a few times, slowly, but didn’t point her wand afterward. She was silently protesting the purpose of this spell. Yep. “My-ro-ro.” __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥