A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself.
Lyra had been seated in the middle of the classroom, listening to what the other students where saying about Gamp law thing and the professor praised or corrected them. Lyra didn't follow it all nor did she really cared but still she listened carefully. Maybe when she got a bit older she would understand.
Hearing that the professor was going to demonstrate how to conjure a feather, Lyra shifted a bit to her right so that she could see past the person that was sitting before her. She muttered a "wow" and immediatly she had a vision of her conjuring up money..loaaads of money, Lyra liked money but she probably couldn't because of the "Law"
Oooh? they could try for their own? how cool! Lyra had started to really like and enjoy the Transfiguration classes. 'maybe i should scratch charms off my favorite list and make it transfiguration?'. The first year grabbed her wand from her wristholster and held it up. She closed her eyes so that she could concentrate better on a bird's feather. It was harder than she thought, her mind where full of thoughts and images. Trying her best to shove those thoughts away and focusing on a canary feather she slowly started to picture a feather, it became more visible as the other thoughts sort of faded away and at that point she knew she had to say the incantation. She made a almost invisible swish of her wand and said "Plumexer!" and nothing of course happened.
Ok another try, she pictured a canary feather in her mind's eye , she raised her wand a bit and said the incantation. Opening her eyes, she saw that a canary feather was falling down and Lyra was too amazed that it had actually worked that she forgot to catch it and it fell on the desk. She looked at it, her mouth a bit open in a 'woah' sort of expression and she looked up grinning proudly.
The small Slytherin felt a rush come through her, she mostly felt like that when she had achieved something but that feeling became a bit too strong today and she accidentely flicked her wand making, oddly enough, one of the chair's legs dissapear. There was a loud *bang* and the first year was lying on the floor, obviously lost her balance.
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