Violet was still panting from her run up the endless stairs that led to the Owlery and back down again to the Potions Classroom. She had gotten the idea from the last time she was here for a class--she thought a shot at an upward angle of owls wheeling in a circle in the sky on their way into or out of the castle would make a great picture. She had just hoped that there would be some owls moving today.
And of course, given her luck, there weren't. So she spent what seemed a long time talking to some of them, trying to encourage them to take to the air. She was never sure whether the owls wizards used were magical creature or not, or whether they understood her, but whether they did or they were just bothered by her presence, at last about five of them took off through a window and began wheeling rather spectacularly around in the sky. So Violet got a great picture by leaning a little way out of the window (and scaring herself quite a bit when she seemed to lose her balance at one point)_.
But it had taken quite a while, so Violet had run rather fast to get back to class in time to develop her picture. She ran into the room, hurried by her potions station, and picked up her cauldron in her free hand, then headed to the darkroom as soon as it was available. She had to pause a moment for her eyes to adjust to the reddish-looking darkness. Finally she managed to stumble her way over to the enlarging machine (hard to do when you had a camera in one hand and a cauldron full of potion in the other).
It took her a while to get her camera open and get the film negative out, and she didn't want to tear it or anything. Finally she got it into the machine and found the button (she hoped it was the right one) to activate the light. She counted in her head five seconds, making sure she didn't rush, and then picked up the photo paper and put it into the pan where she'd poured her developing solution potion.
Oops, she'd left her negative in the enlarger! She turned to take it out, and by the time she turned back, the images of owls circling in the sky with the tilted edge of the owlery tower were forming on the paper. When she thought it looked dark and clear enough, she took it out and rinsed it with water that she conjured with her wand, and then hung it up to dry.
She continued looking at it as it hung there. Were those owls moving? Yes, they were! Violet had seen and even owned a few photos, but never taken one herself, much less developed it, and she was feeling pretty pleased with herself.
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