Closed Mi Lord

[Amory Raven]

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For the past 15-minutes or so Amory and Felix had been standing there. Levitating two full cups of water above each other's head, to see which one truly was better at focusing on spells. Technically if you lost focus and your spell ended you'd win by getting the other wet, but it was a question of pride. Which one could keep their focus aka be better at spells. "Your arm still fine, not getting tired there mi lord?" Amory grinned with the taunt. knowing full well his own arm was feeling awfully sore from aiming the wand at his best friend, but he couldn't really risk a single move in fear of his spell breaking and losing this battle of wills.

 

[Felix Layton-King]

Felix knew this was less about who could hold their concentration and more who had the ability to keep their mouth shut the longest. If Felix was to tell Amory everything that was in his head right now, he’d lose focus and the Gryffindor would have to change his shirt again. “Nah. This is my strong arm,” he replied, hoping Amory believed it. He didn’t want to cover the boy in water and he didn’t want to give up first, but really he knew there was no way either of them were coming out of this with a win. He glanced at Amory, risking looking away from the cup for a moment, just to see if he could. The levitation charm didn’t require line of sight but it was certainly harder to keep visualising. “If you make my hair wet, you’re going to be on salon duty,” he told him. As he got older the curls weren’t quite as pronounced, but Felix had natural baby ringlets that required specific attention during hair wash day. He may have had much less hair than his sister but his upkeep was much heavier.​

 

[Amory Raven]

Amory almost laughed at the response, strong arm or not holding it up like that was rough. "If you say sooo.." He trailed off. Trying to keep his eyes on the cup when he felt Felix's on him was impossible so he risked the look and grinned even wider. "Aw you'd let me touch your beautiful, luscious locks mi lord? What an honour that would be." The Slytherin was having hard time focusing on the charm, but he couldn't and wouldn't lose this one. He'd rather get that water splashed on him than have Felix hold the loss over his head in the future.