Originally Posted by Anna Banana

Anna momentarily froze, realizing a little too late that suprise attacking a professor probably wasn't the brightest idea in the world. The look on Professor Bunbury's face more than confirmed that. Instinctively, Anna took a few small steps backwards, stopping only when she saw that the professor was crossing her arms over her chest and tightening her grip on her wand. Oh, no! She better put an end to that spell...and quickly, too! What if the professor casted some horrible spell on her just as she lifted it, though? The Bunz did look pretty annoyed. Maybe Anna should hide behind a friend or another professor, then cast the spell from that point. Then she'd just be seen as a coward. Blah.

Okay, okay. She had to end this spell regardless of the fact that she believed she'd be hexed to Mars and back the second it lifted. "First of all, Professor, your shoes aren't the only nice accessory you have on today. I'd like to also point out that the ensemble you've chose really..."

BAM.

Anna's feet flew out from behind her, causing her to trip to the ground almost instantly. Her right jaw came into contact with the hard floor, and for a moment, she just lie there and rubbed it. That freaking hurrttt. Without glancing up at the professor (as she just knew the woman would probably be smiling), Anna pushed herself back off the ground. Because she'd been jinxed, though, her feet flew out from behind her again, and she was right back on the floor.

She glanced up at the professor with a look of absolute defeat. Anna couldn't cast non-verbal spells yet, so of course she had no true way to retaliate. They'd have to cast Finite Incantatem on one another in order for both spells to be lifted. "Finite Incantem!" she called out, her wand pointed at her professor. She continued to sit there on the floor, her eyes fixed right on her professor, waiting to see if the favor would be returned. She could easily cast it on herself, though, right?