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sweetpinkpixie · 11-16-2025, 05:38 AM

Bria’s cheeks flushed and she giggled shrilly for a couple of beats at the point reward. She wasn't sure that she truly deserved it, but she also knew not to look a gift horse in the mouth - mostly because, well, horses had very big teeth and absolutely terrible table manners when it came to vegetables.

Her fingers twitched toward her wand the moment Professor Menon finished speaking. She'd seen Levioso used more times than she could count around creatures... just never by her own wand being underaged and all. So she'd watched, wide-eyed and absorbing everything like a sponge that very much wanted to be wrung out. Her mind flicked through memories as she reached under the table for one of the pebbles. Mum had used Levioso to lift a stubbornly immobile Fwooper chick whose tail feathers had gotten tangled in its own bedding - gently, carefully, rocking it upward juuuuuuuust enough for the creature to untwist itself before mum lowered her like she was made of spun sugar. Dad, meanwhile, once used a coordinated series of Levioso charms to elevate a cart whose wheel had sunk into mud so thick it threatened to eat the whole thing. Dad held one end of the cart while mum held the other, the two of them lifting in perfect sync while the creature they were transporting (an irritable but injured Runespoor) watched them with three unimpressed heads. And then there was the time both her dad had used Levioso to help relocate an injured hippogriff who refused to touched let alone picked up... but considering he had a broken wing AND leg... Sooooo up he floated, proud and slightly offended, until a cart was pushed under him. The same thing had to be done to safely deposit in front of his enclosure.

She wanted - oooooooooooh, she wanted - to finally do what they did. To feel that warm, controlled magic lift something on her command and make a difference.

Bria straightened, rolled her shoulders, and planted her feet flat like she was about to duel the pebble instead of levitate it. Her wand came up - waaaaaaaay over eagerly, by the way - and lowered it just as quickly...missing the pebble and table entirely. With a dull thunk, Bria tapped her seat. "Levioso!"

The pebble did not rise.

The table didn't either.

Her seat, however...

With a jolt, the seat beneath her leapt a full Bria length off the ground and the blonde released a sound akin to someone startling a sleeping troll. "Oh! Oh ooooooooOh -" she squeaked, fingers scrambling to readjust her hold on her wand to cast Finite when she dropped it to the ground...because of course she did. "Ooooooooooh!" Between the series little panicked hoots and her arms flapping, one could almost mistake her in-class flight for something the Gryffindor was doing herself and not by magical mishap.

11-16-2025, 05:38 AM	#23 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,560 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Bria’s cheeks flushed and she giggled shrilly for a couple of beats at the point reward. She wasn't sure that she truly deserved it, but she also knew not to look a gift horse in the mouth - mostly because, well, horses had very big teeth and absolutely terrible table manners when it came to vegetables. Her fingers twitched toward her wand the moment Professor Menon finished speaking. She'd seen Levioso used more times than she could count around creatures... just never by her own wand being underaged and all. So she'd watched, wide-eyed and absorbing everything like a sponge that very much wanted to be wrung out. Her mind flicked through memories as she reached under the table for one of the pebbles. Mum had used Levioso to lift a stubbornly immobile Fwooper chick whose tail feathers had gotten tangled in its own bedding - gently, carefully, rocking it upward juuuuuuuust enough for the creature to untwist itself before mum lowered her like she was made of spun sugar. Dad, meanwhile, once used a coordinated series of Levioso charms to elevate a cart whose wheel had sunk into mud so thick it threatened to eat the whole thing. Dad held one end of the cart while mum held the other, the two of them lifting in perfect sync while the creature they were transporting (an irritable but injured Runespoor) watched them with three unimpressed heads. And then there was the time both her dad had used Levioso to help relocate an injured hippogriff who refused to touched let alone picked up... but considering he had a broken wing AND leg... Sooooo up he floated, proud and slightly offended, until a cart was pushed under him. The same thing had to be done to safely deposit in front of his enclosure. She wanted - oooooooooooh, she wanted - to finally do what they did. To feel that warm, controlled magic lift something on her command and make a difference. Bria straightened, rolled her shoulders, and planted her feet flat like she was about to duel the pebble instead of levitate it. Her wand came up - waaaaaaaay over eagerly, by the way - and lowered it just as quickly...missing the pebble and table entirely. With a dull thunk, Bria tapped her seat. "Levioso!" The pebble did not rise. The table didn't either. Her seat, however... With a jolt, the seat beneath her leapt a full Bria length off the ground and the blonde released a sound akin to someone startling a sleeping troll. "Oh! Oh ooooooooOh -" she squeaked, fingers scrambling to readjust her hold on her wand to cast Finite when she dropped it to the ground...because of course she did. "Ooooooooooh!" Between the series little panicked hoots and her arms flapping, one could almost mistake her in-class flight for something the Gryffindor was doing herself and not by magical mishap. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like