WHO: Pansy Parkinson and Gregory Goyle WHERE: The DADA classroom WHEN: Friday - all day WHY: Patronus practicing RATING: Lots of swearing STATUS: In progress!
Now that Pansy had her dress sorted, her next priority was to get her Patronus sorted. She couldn't for the life of her get anything to come out of her wand when practicing the Expecto Patronum charm. Not a silver whisp, not even a puff of smoke. She absolutely gutted about it. She needed to cast that protection with all of these Dementors flying about. Everyone needed to be able to protect themselves.
She gripped her wand tightly in her hand and tried her best to relax. She tried as hard as she could to think about her happiest memory and she tried again, her wand flicking forward and her mouth shouting out the words in the incantation. She focused with everything she had and still, there was nothing. She swore loudly and stomped her foot. As she turned around she had seen Greg standing there in the room with her. He must have just come in moments before. Pansy looked at him and growled a bit. "I can't fucking do it! They're going to suck my soul out if you don't help me do this!" She was desperate.