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D.A Forever · 01-19-2010, 03:33 AM

Katie liked this Professor, even if she was old and didn't remind her of her grandmother, she was AWESOME! The young Hufflepuff could definitely get use to her being around for a looong time (she hoped), and was even considering paying her a visit later after class or something - which she rarely did.

What was the cause of this fondness? She seemed very nice, and she had them conjuring BUTTERFLIES! Katie loved butterflies. They were beautiful, graceful, peaceful. Hardly able to sit still in her seat, the small girl had notes written and her wand at the ready for conjuring butterflies when Professor Pilliwickle gave them the OK.

Concentration. Picture it. Wave wand. Papilio. She thought, repeating the steps carefully in her head as she eagerly waited and watched, wanting to see others follow the Professors example first and see how they did before deciding to preform the spell herself.

Alright, Kaitlynnh thought, adjusting her wand hand to a comfortable position. She closed her eyes as the Professor suggested, though not because she was easily distracted as much as it was because she wanted to be surprised if and when she succeeded.

"Papilio!" Nothing. Maaaaaaybe she should have remembered to use her wand, that.. might have helped. Thankful she wasn't one to blush very often, Katie brushed off her own mistake with unconcerned ease and cleared her throat to take her second attempt. Waving her wand carefully, Katie spoke with a slight confidence - willing the spell to work this time, "Papilio!" Peeking one eyeball open, Katie gave into a small smile, seeing a single white butterfly flutter around her. That was nice but she wanted more. One was too little, too lonely amongst the other colors. Surely Professor Pilliwickle would understand that.

"Maybe just one or two more tries," Katie murmured, waving her wand once more, she tried to tune out the voices around her and flying colors brightening up the room as she focused on concentrating on the image in her mind. "Papilio!!" One.. two.. three! Four in total. "I did it." Katie beamed proudly at the four white butterflies.

Turning her attention back to the Professor, Katie raised her hand. "Professor Pilliwickle, what will happen to these butterflies after class?"

01-19-2010, 03:33 AM	#168 (permalink)
D.A Forever DMC & SA Banshee Join Date: Aug 2006 Posts: 50,187 x2 x3	Fortress of Brilliance ღ Mommy Quad Katie liked this Professor, even if she was old and didn't remind her of her grandmother, she was AWESOME! The young Hufflepuff could definitely get use to her being around for a looong time (she hoped), and was even considering paying her a visit later after class or something - which she rarely did. What was the cause of this fondness? She seemed very nice, and she had them conjuring BUTTERFLIES! Katie loved butterflies. They were beautiful, graceful, peaceful. Hardly able to sit still in her seat, the small girl had notes written and her wand at the ready for conjuring butterflies when Professor Pilliwickle gave them the OK. Concentration. Picture it. Wave wand. Papilio. She thought, repeating the steps carefully in her head as she eagerly waited and watched, wanting to see others follow the Professors example first and see how they did before deciding to preform the spell herself. Alright, Kaitlynnh thought, adjusting her wand hand to a comfortable position. She closed her eyes as the Professor suggested, though not because she was easily distracted as much as it was because she wanted to be surprised if and when she succeeded. "Papilio!" Nothing. Maaaaaaybe she should have remembered to use her wand, that.. might have helped. Thankful she wasn't one to blush very often, Katie brushed off her own mistake with unconcerned ease and cleared her throat to take her second attempt. Waving her wand carefully, Katie spoke with a slight confidence - willing the spell to work this time, *"Papilio!"* Peeking one eyeball open, Katie gave into a small smile, seeing a single white butterfly flutter around her. That was nice but she wanted more. One was too little, too lonely amongst the other colors. Surely Professor Pilliwickle would understand that. "Maybe just one or two more tries," Katie murmured, waving her wand once more, she tried to tune out the voices around her and flying colors brightening up the room as she focused on concentrating on the image in her mind. *"Papilio!!"* One.. two.. three! Four in total. "I did it." Katie beamed proudly at the four white butterflies. Turning her attention back to the Professor, Katie raised her hand. "Professor Pilliwickle, what will happen to these butterflies after class?" __________________ Dream. Try. Do Good. I love you all, Class dismissed.