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After dinner, while Bella is squirreled away in her and Tony's room reading her History textbook as though it's a fantasy novel (for the two bear significant resemblance)...
Artemis Burberry is in her room, on Patricia Hall, lamenting to her great horned owl about the lack of relatively private fireplaces for Floo calls here, and wondering where her roommate is.
(Who names their daughter "Sherlock", anyway?)
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occluminous
"Nope. Wingardium leviosa!"
His leaf achieves liftoff - six feet straight up in about a second, then a gentle drift back down. Feral reaches up and catches it gently, saying, "Apparently some people are just like that, and I'll probably grow out of it."
His leaf achieves liftoff - six feet straight up in about a second, then a gentle drift back down. Feral reaches up and catches it gently, saying, "Apparently some people are just like that, and I'll probably grow out of it."
occluminous
"Well, good luck." Bella switches wands, vine to hazel, and tries again. The hazel wand is apparently better suited here, and she gets her feather to go several feet into the air and hold still for four seconds before it falls, and then she wafts it upwards another foot, and the teacher comes by and pastes a gold star into her notebook without asking, which puts an expression of extremely mixed feelings on her face.
"What's wrong?" says Feral, setting up his leaf for yet another try. At least it hasn't caught fire yet.
occluminous
Bella wafts her feather up a bit harder and peels at the sticker; it threatens to tear the page and she smooths it back down. "I don't like people doing things to my notebooks without me saying it's okay." She's only practicing now, not notetaking; she closes the notebook and gives her feather another waft before it touches down and ends the spell.
"Huh," says Feral. "Okay."
He tries again. This time the leaf ascends more gradually, and holds still for a wobbly half-second before falling.
He tries again. This time the leaf ascends more gradually, and holds still for a wobbly half-second before falling.
occluminous
Bella wafts her feather till she's sure she can do it every time, then she lets it settle, levitates it again, and wafts it some more. After a few repetitions of this she begins to attempt to move it sideways, and has considerably less luck.
sparksflying
By this time, Tony has managed to get her feather off the table, but not keep it there.
nobodyelse
Sherlock is still staring motionlessly at his scrap of paper.
nobodyelse
"Hm? Yes," he says, blinking and shaking his head. "Fine. I'm fine."
occluminous
"Are... you going to try levitating your bit of paper?" (Waft, waft, c'mon, feather, go horizontally - did it, just an inch? She's not sure - waft, waft.)
occluminous
Well, okay then. Bella concentrates on her own feather. She can get it to spin around. It seems maybe easier to get it to go in a direction when the quill is facing in that direction.
Feral lights his leaf on fire by accident and Extinguishes it immediately. The teacher comes by to replenish him again.
occluminous
Bella coordinates spinning and lifting her feather so that it does both at the same time, and this proves comparatively simple, but she doesn't manage to get it to also go sideways before the lesson is over.
"I have brooms next," she says, just by way of conversation. She can ask Sherlock why he was so spacey later; he is after all her roommate. "But potions after that, I'll see you guys then?" This last is directed at the twins.
"I have brooms next," she says, just by way of conversation. She can ask Sherlock why he was so spacey later; he is after all her roommate. "But potions after that, I'll see you guys then?" This last is directed at the twins.
occluminous
"Later," says Bella, and she hurries as quick as she dares to the broomfield.
It turns out that she is not clumsy on a broomstick. She's not a prodigy, either - the title of best in class belongs to this one boy - but she's not clumsy. And once the teacher has been satisfied that they all know how to hold on, they are allowed supervised flight with an altitude limit of forty feet and a speed limit enforced by the school broomsticks themselves, and oh, she can fly, she can fly.
Bella does not actually skip to Potions, but she looks like she would if she'd stay upright in the process, and she's beaming.
It turns out that she is not clumsy on a broomstick. She's not a prodigy, either - the title of best in class belongs to this one boy - but she's not clumsy. And once the teacher has been satisfied that they all know how to hold on, they are allowed supervised flight with an altitude limit of forty feet and a speed limit enforced by the school broomsticks themselves, and oh, she can fly, she can fly.
Bella does not actually skip to Potions, but she looks like she would if she'd stay upright in the process, and she's beaming.
sparksflying
"Awesome, right?" says Tony, when they encounter each other on the way. Sherlock is not currently in evidence.
sparksflying
"Oh, he stayed to ask the teacher a question. Did you know Feral's in our Transfigurations class? He's really good, but the teacher barely cared."
occluminous
"I didn't know that. If he's good why's he in with sixth graders?" Bella asks. There are instructions up on the Potions chalkboard about initial setup; she starts fetching the things she needs.
sparksflying
"Don't ask me," snorts Tony. "Is he not a sixth grader?"