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Lucy Elkins is not your mother. (lucyelkins) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-04-06 21:51:00

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!1998: 04, !incomplete, lucy elkins, nikolas vaisey, sam capper, seamus finnigan

Who: Lucy Elkins, Nikolas Vaisey, Sam Capper, Seamus Finnigan and any other trainees who wanna pop in!
What: Animagus practice
When: Tuesday evening, following dinner
Where: Quidditch Pitch
Rating/Warning: PGish, I'm sure.

Following dinner, Lucy managed a moment back to the Ravenclaw tower to get herself ready for the night ahead. Although she had been spending many nights previously studying on her own, she hadn't really made much head way. It had taken the many hours with McGonagall to really snap it all into focus for the girl. But now, she was well on her way to becoming- well, she didn't know exactly where her transformations were going but at least they were going somewhere.

She was actually quite excited to practice with the rest of the trainees. It had been quite some time since she and Nikolas saw each other outside of class or training and it would be nice to spend some time with him, even if it was with other people. And those other people would surely make it an interesting evening.

Just as Lucy descended the staircase, she spotted Nikolas and grinned widely.

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besserwisser
2010-04-08 01:16 am UTC (link)

"At this point company can only help," he replied.

Practicing this stuff alone had been even worse than in groups. At least during the formal lessons with McGonagall, they could all take some comfort in the fact that there were seven others just as miserable as they were. When it came to trying out a transformation alone, in an empty classroom or otherwise private space, you were forced to focus on the pain and the difficulty of the task, and the fact that you were experiencing it. Much less encouraging.

Nikolas caught sight of the nearest exit from the building - not the main one through the Great Hall, but another one that students tended to take on free afternoons after class. It was nearer to the pitch than the main entrance was, which helped tonight in particular.

"Here," Nikolas said, nudging Lucy toward it and hoping it was unlocked. He pushed the door open and was greeted by the brisk evening air. As they stepped out, he saw the pitch not far ahead. "I hope they're up there already. I want to get started."

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