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SilverTiger The first reaction that her question had received had surprised Stasya a little, but then it was kind of cute how Chloe was reacting too. It made her want to reassure her that he wasn’t anyone to be scared of, even if she’d been taller than most of her yearmates nearly her entire time at Hogwarts and then also now was a prefect. She was just Stasya, creature enthusiast, baker and altogether probably the gentlest Gryffindor she knew. At least, she imagined most of her housemates didn’t worry half as much as she did about the littlest things. Either way, she didn’t think she was someone to be in awe of.
The statement about the clouds made her smile a little, though. “I see that. But I should probably conjure up one of my own too. Just so the professor knows I’m paying attention,” she replied softly, before pointing her wand over her head and repeating the cloud spell while focusing on the image of a decent sized cloud. “Nubecula.”
Cloud floating overhead, she smiled at the little Claw again. “Mhm,” she murmured, verifying the spell incantation she’d been practicing not long before. “I think all spells involve concentrating on what we’re trying to create.” So that meant they needed to concentrate on weather. “If you want to do rain, we can do rain.” Others had made snow, but the point about the rain macs did make sense. Rain macs didn’t really do much against cold.
“Tempestas Horribilis!,” she cast, pointing her wand up at her cloud again and imagining it growing dark and heavy with rain. Storm cloud, even. Maybe. She didn’t want to conjure up a flood or anything, and as she felt drops start falling she felt confident she hadn’t gone too far.
Chloe smiled as the sixth year talked about the next spell and did her own cloud. It was more perfect than Chloe's was and she looked at it with admiration. Eyes growing wider as she made the cloud grow darker and then rain start to fall.
Giggles left her when the rain was hitting them and she put the hood up on her mac. She didn't mind getting wet though, honestly with quidditch at school it just happened.
"Okay, I guess it is my turn" shutting her eyes super tight she thought about what she wanted. Rain coming down, maybe she could even get a thunder clap to happen. Her thought was to have rain though, one thing at a time Chlo. Opening her eyes again she did the wand movement,
"Tempestas Horribilis" The cloud grew darker but no rain had come.
Hmmmm
"Let me try again" She thougth about the rain, really thought about it and did the wand movement over again.
"Tempestas Horribilis"
This time a little sprinkle came from the clouds.