Knowing that she hasn't learned much over the year, Gwen made her way to the library once again. The books that she had retrieved from the Forbidden wing were still hidden in the girls dorms as she studied them at night. But this time, she didn't wish for anything illegal, but rather simple practical magic that she never really learned well. And after the experience with the kracken at the lake, she needed this.
The soft sound of her heels clicked lightly against the marble floors as thin fingers skimmed the spines of different books. Her once again ruby eyes deep in both concentration and thought, read the titles silently to herself. Achievements in Charming? she read as she plucked the book from the shelf to scan it's contents. Deeming it as practical enough, she placed it under her arm where three other books were located.
Making her way to a empty table, the Slytherin straightened her silver and black robes before sitting down. Placing the books before her, Gwen flipped one open at random and began reading it's contents. How to produce a patronus, she sighed inwardly as she placed her wand next to the stack.
"A complex charm, many wizards have a hard time mastering it," she whispered as she continued reading the passage. "One must summon up the happiest thought possible for it to be successful." Sneering lightly the girl rolled her eyes with a laugh. "Okay, this charm is pretty much impossible for me," she laughed while her finger traced under the lines being read.
"Know what screw the Patronus Charm," she muttered as she flipped to another chapter.
Post by Jon Marcus on Jun 27, 2008 16:04:55 GMT -5
▪▪ i don't expect, but try me, and you will always find me here, this is where ▪▪
"Heh, I tried it too, hon', but I could never really control my emotions enough to produce a patronus."
The soft voice came from a teen about eighteen years old behind Gwen, a playful smile on his pretty boy features. The Gryffindor twirled his thin fingers around the edge of his frayed belt, tugging it tight as he looked at the scene queen beauty. His other hand rubbed against his tight black jeans, the tough fabric of his fingerless gloves rubbing against the softened denim fabric of his pants.
Today wasn't a robe day anyways. I mean, it was burning up outside right now.
The smiling student, enraptured by the pretty but flustered girl, walked around to the other side of the study table and pulled out a chair tucked underneath the wooden surface. Sitting down, the boy looked into the girl's enrapturing greyish blue eyes. She's a real cutie, especially when she's frustrated, the boy decided. Though he was usually shy and introverted, Jon felt extra extroverted today and unusually cheerful.
"I have to ask you a question. Have you always been this cute, or did you have to work at it?"
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Hearing a voice from behind her, the Slytherin rolled her eyes before pushing it aside. "Well, though I am glad that I'm not the only one who struggles with this charm. Don't call me hon," she sighed as she watched the older teen walk to the other side with careful eyes. Giving him a mental once over, the girl pretty much deemed him as emo in her mind. Not that she cared or anything, it was just like Great another emo kid here.
And why the fuck is he smiling anyway? she asked herself as she looked at him with placid eyes. Given, the guy was cute, that was beyond the point in her book. Seriously, what if the guy proved to be a threat to her. Or perhaps he was just the kind to pig that approached every girl. Either way, she refused to give into the charm that he protruded. Besides, he looked like he was trying to hard.
Upon being asked a very odd question, Gwen's eyes widened slightly in shock. Not wasting any time is he? she mused as a smirk formed on her lips. "It depends really," she replied as her head lowered, but her eyes remained on him with a coy glint. "Have you always been this lame, or did you have to work at it?" she questioned with an plain almost emotionless tone about her.
Yup, he's trying to hard.
Lacing her fingers together, the serpent looked up at the older male. "May I ask what makes me so special that you pick me to try and hit on?" she asked coldly.
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