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Bella is picked up from Charlie's house at the end of the summer, her visits with various people and her other parents having concluded a couple of weeks previous. She feels very worldly as she gets on the bus and is inspected by the new sixth-graders. The bus trundles along to the Bay Cauldron, and she does her shopping, and helps one of those sixth-graders pick an owl, and then they all arrive at ACAAM.
She goes to her and Sherlock's room to drop off her belongings and let Euterpe out.
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Feral gives it another shot. This time he gets a wisp of silver mist.
"This is fun," he says.
"This is fun," he says.
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Bella copies the spell into her notebook and flicks the Patronus book away onto its shelf with her wand. "Do you want to check out the Animagus book and then go practice outside? I think Kay is giving me dirty looks from behind the history section."
He laughs. "Sure."
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And out they go, with a brief pause at the librarian's desk so Feral can take custody of the book without Bella being on the hook for it.
"Expecto patronum!" Bella insists to her wand, and nothing. She tries her other wand. Nothing.
"Expecto patronum!" Bella insists to her wand, and nothing. She tries her other wand. Nothing.
Feral tries again and gets a good solid mist blob.
"I like this spell," he says. "It's fun."
"I like this spell," he says. "It's fun."
"Different stuff every time," he says. "Cooking, stuff I did before I came here, you reading my mind..."
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"Hee." Bella reconsiders her available slew of memories. She lives a happy life, but it's a level happiness, without many obvious peaks; she's been using various moments related to learning to fly, but maybe these are somehow an incorrect form of happy memory. She tries her other eleventh birthday gift, the book on the Sorcerer's Stone.
That gets her mist. Weird.
That gets her mist. Weird.
Feral practices some more. His mist is rapidly gaining form and definition. It's still not a recognizable creature, but it moves around as a coherent blob.
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"You are so much better at this than me. I wonder if it's just because you're older, the book did say people don't usually learn it early. Maybe I'll go find Tony and see if she wants to come try." Sherlock, of course, is asleep, but she can show him between when she gets back to their room and when she goes to sleep if he's curious.
"Go right ahead," says Feral. He tries it again. This time the short-lived mist-blob has something that could definitely be limbs.
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"Ooh," comments Bella, and in she goes to Tony's room, at which she knocks the perfunctory knock of someone who during the school year crashes there at least once weekly.
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"Me and Feral are trying a spell I found in a book called the Patronus, do you want to try?"
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"It's supposed to make a spirit guardian animal thingy that's good against some Dark creatures. The book says it's really advanced and I haven't gotten anything better than mist but when I left Feral his kind of had limbs."
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"C'mon." Bella shows her out to where Feral is, and shows her the copied spell description from her notes on the way.
"Hey, good going!" says Feral.
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"Yeah, I didn't even get that on the first try." Bella concentrates as hard as she can. "Expecto patronum!"
"Expecto patronum!" says Feral.
Yep, definitely a blob of mist.
Yep, definitely a blob of mist.
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"Your blob is bigger and shinier than my blob," says Tony.
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"He has a head start," Bella says, shaking her wand as though to dislodge a blockage and trying again. Mist, nothing but mist.
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"Yep," says Tony.
She tries again. Her blob darts in a little circle before dissipating.
She tries again. Her blob darts in a little circle before dissipating.