When Verity first came to Hogwarts, magic seemed all instant- magic: swish and flick and magic happens! Now, years later, and having to learn from the ground-up, she was getting how it all actually worked. It was actually pretty interesting, even if it was a bloody lot of work.
She was gradually shaping a piece of parchment with her wand this afternoon, lengthening it, slimming it. It took a lot of energy to do, and it didn't look like much.
A figure moving along the stacks caught her eye. A familiar figure. "Hey," she said quietly, wanting to see if it actually was Gwenog Jones.