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A certain sixth year wandered down the first floor corridor, fidgeting with her wand in her right hand. Sam had just put one foot into the Gryffindor common room and got hammered by the female prefect to do her Charms homework. It's what she gets for wanting to take a nap in her dormitory. She should've known Anna would be stalking the common room.
Sighing, she looked around the corridor to see if she could practice on something. Chocolate brown eyes landed on a window and she made her way over. Hopefully it would already be locked and...it was! Score! A smile fell onto her lips until she realized now she had to practice. Dang!
"She is going to keep bugging until I do. Just do it. Come on. Not too hard." she recited in her head. Urg! She was a procrastinator at heart, even until the last minute. Finally caving, the Gryffindor lifted her wand and stared at it. The charm was...the unlocking charm, and it was pronounced...Crap! This was what she gets for falling asleep in Charms. Some people may say falling asleep in Charms was impossible, especially with Ashby walking around the classroom. But nothing was impossible for this Gryffindor. Except perhaps pronouncing spells correctly. It takes skills to sleep through Charms!
Back to the problem at hand. How the heck did you say the charm?! Alihimra? Olhomora? Alibaba? Crap! She couldn't even ask Anna because she would eat her alive for falling asleep in class. Ok she was just going to practice different pronunciations until the lock opened. Good idea Sam, no great idea.
Pointing her wand at the window, she said with a clear strong voice, "Alomora!" Nothing happened. Not even a spark. Crap again! No wait! Wasn't there an "H" in it? There was definitely an "H". Ok, lets try again. "Alhomora!" Dang it! How did you say that charm?! Thats it! From this moment on, Sam vowed to never fall asleep in class again! Until History of Magic, because come on!
"One more try, one more try, one more try..." Taking a deep breath, the sixteen year old stared hard at the window and said in a sturdy voice, "Alohomora!" The lock didn't open but her wand did let out small white sparks. Sweet success! Maybe she had pronounced it wrong. She was so close! She could feel it.
Rolling her sleeves up enthusiastically, and pointing her wand at the window once more, Sam said in a confident voice, "Aloe-hu-more-uh!" And BAM! The window opened. Yeeeeeeees! Victory dance time!
When she was done, she re-shut the window and walked away with a grin on her face. Take that Miss Gryffindor Prefect!
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