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Originally Posted by Birchwoodmom After practicing several times, there was no longer an excuse to put of performing the spell. She placed the jar on the ground, just a few feet before her and readied her wand. Her eyes glanced up to see Derf, only a few feet beyond her jar, successfully making a bluebell flame. Although, it appeared to be a bit off in the shape. She wanted to make her prefect proud by being able to cast the spell on the first try. With all the extra spell and work she had been doing, she was sure she could do it.
Without realizing her wand was still pointing where her eyes had been looking, at not at the jar where she intended the flame to go, she commanded “Flammae Caeruleum” and a tiny blue sphere flew out and landed near? On? Derf’s foot. It was too close to tell from her perspective. “Oh no! Oh, Derf. I’m sorry.” In her panic, she tried, rather unsuccessfully, to put the flame out “Exit wing o. Exituengisho. Go out flame!” Poking at the jar with his finger and watching his attempt wiggle like jelly - that was one of the pleasant side effects of lopsided and half melted looking bluebell flames, they wiggle and jiggled since their form had not solidified properly - the fifth year sighed with a smile and pointed his wand inside the jar once more. "Extinguo."
At least there was little room for error with that particularly bit of magic.
He was just in the middle of rolling up his sleeves to give things another go, and sleeve rolling meant SERIOUS business, when he heard Emmalyn and....he honestly had no idea what she was talking about. "Sorry?" he blinked in her direction, unaware that her bluebell flame had spilled on to his shoe. At least not immediately. It didn't take too long for the smell of burning faux leather to reach his nostrils ... and then there was a bit of a sharp pain in his big toe. "YEOUCH!"
He nearly dropped his wand in the scurry that followed, his knee jerk - literally - reaction to stomp out the flame with his other foot which merely resulted in the sole of his other shoe to melt and add to the unsavory smell. Thankfully for everyone involved, the Hufflepuff recalled his wand in the next second and thrust it at the magical flame. "Extinguo!"
Flame out, Derf was able to assess the damages - namely that it had burnt right through his shoe and sock so now his slightly singed big toe was on display to the whole world. It HURT, but he was trying to keep a calm and collected exterior for the younger girl's sake. "It's fiiiiine, really" he winced. "Accidents happen, you know? Remember me with the butter?" Where he had scalded half the classroom using a heating charm?
Maybe this was karma coming to collect? "P-Professor?" he called through a gritted tooth grin, trying not to look at his toe since, well, looking at things tended to make them worse. The burn wasn't all THAT bad either and all the damage had been caused by the fabric and such sticking to his skin anyway. "Can ....may....may I...have some Burn-healing paste...please?" Given the nature of the lesson, the man was sure to have some of it tucked away in that desk....right? ......ouchie.
Though he did wiggle his toe lightly, mostly to try and make her feel better and...er...show her that it was still functioning?
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