 This one goes for Gemma. =D Wowza!
{ Point Me }
Okay, this spell was not as easy as Ron had thought it would be. Stupid wand was just refusing to cooperate with him! Of course. Of course it was against him. Just like the rest of the entire world was! Hermione, especially. SO bloody proud to talk to him again.
Really, she had no right to be mad at him. It was a free country, and as far as he knew, he and Hermione had not been dating when Lavender had kissed him back in the Gryffindor common room. So if they hadn't been dating, why had she gotten so upset? Women were so darn complicated. All of them, without exception.
"Point Me," Muttered Ron lazily, practicing the spell, with no hopes of it working. And indeed it hadn't. His wand just shook on his palm. Ugh.
Mentally, he reviewed the theory of it:
Point me, is a simple spell that performed with the wand lying flat on the open palm of the caster. When the words are spoken, the want rotates to point north.
He was doing all those things!
Why was it not working? Argh.
The textbook smashed against the wall, while Ronald glared at it.
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