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SilverTiger · 05-19-2018, 07:47 AM

Her smile had worked. At least, Stasya thought the return smile from Derf had meant her attempt at making him feel better over the ink incident, however sheepish his smile had been. It had been a smile, so she was taking it as such and anyway, the lesson had moved on. Plus, her answer to the question had gotten a positive response, which was even better. Although understandably she’d been a bit unnerved by some of the other responses too. She was going to stick with casting Duro on non-human beings. In fact, she wasn’t planning on casting it on creatures either, unless it was a last resort. That was just too Dark of an idea for her to be comfortable with.

Turning the objects on the table into stone, though…that was okay. Even if she didn’t feel like he had any use for a paperweight shaped like a sports ball or a rubber bat or any of the other items. At least she wasn’t hurting anything. She’d applied herself to scribbling down the Duro formula and the other three spells in her notes before she’d done anything anyway. That way she’d have it all to remind herself later on, in case it was on exams or something. Only after she’d written it all down did she slip out of her seat to collect a pumpkin and a small balloon for later, letting her grey-green eyes flicker over to Ronan as she wondered about the allergy. She did remember that Potions lesson from before, so there was the wondering over how he’d react now.

In any case, she’d leaned over to whisper to Derf before starting on her pumpkin carving. “My birthday card was safe in my bag” Just in case he was wondering about that in the ink chaos that wasn’t a thing anymore.

Only then did she apply herself to coming up with an idea for her pumpkin. “Diffindo,” she cast, focusing on the image in her head and watching as it slowly appeared as a carving on the orange flesh. Slowly, and a bit rougher than she’d wanted it to look, but it was there.

And also, another glance at Ronan. He wasn’t going to faint, was he?

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SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,200 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	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Her smile had worked. At least, Stasya thought the return smile from Derf had meant her attempt at making him feel better over the ink incident, however sheepish his smile had been. It had been a smile, so she was taking it as such and anyway, the lesson had moved on. Plus, her answer to the question had gotten a positive response, which was even better. Although understandably she’d been a bit unnerved by some of the other responses too. She was going to stick with casting Duro on non-human beings. In fact, she wasn’t planning on casting it on creatures either, unless it was a last resort. That was just too Dark of an idea for her to be comfortable with. Turning the objects on the table into stone, though…that was okay. Even if she didn’t feel like he had any use for a paperweight shaped like a sports ball or a rubber bat or any of the other items. At least she wasn’t hurting anything. She’d applied herself to scribbling down the Duro formula and the other three spells in her notes before she’d done anything anyway. That way she’d have it all to remind herself later on, in case it was on exams or something. Only after she’d written it all down did she slip out of her seat to collect a pumpkin and a small balloon for later, letting her grey-green eyes flicker over to Ronan as she wondered about the allergy. She did remember that Potions lesson from before, so there was the wondering over how he’d react now. In any case, she’d leaned over to whisper to Derf before starting on her pumpkin carving. “My birthday card was safe in my bag” Just in case he was wondering about that in the ink chaos that wasn’t a thing anymore. Only then did she apply herself to coming up with an idea for her pumpkin. “Diffindo,” she cast, focusing on the image in her head and watching as it slowly appeared as a carving on the orange flesh. Slowly, and a bit rougher than she’d wanted it to look, but it was there. And also, another glance at Ronan. He wasn’t going to faint, was he? __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 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 ♥ ♥ ♥