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Skipping class was not something Estrella had ever done. The very concept should be preposterous for a Ravenclaw, and the Head Girl at that. On top of that, the exams were not far away at all. She had to choose between definite failure and a test of her morality. The eighteen year old decided to go against the grain; embarrassing herself so badly in front of her peers had ebbed away at her confidence.
Instead of following her classmates into the Transfiguration classroom, she had walked right past it. She continued down the Fifth Floor Corridor and did not stop as she reached the stairs. It wasn't long before she found herself in the Entrance Hall and burst out of the front doors. The fresh air was very welcome. She swept across the lawn, glancing towards the far off Quidditch Pitch and dismissing it almost immediately. Flying wasn't what she needed. Her celebration of Ravenclaw's victory against Gryffindor was short lived as classes kicked her back into reality.
With little hesitation the Head Girl scaled the cliffs. She hadn't been here many times before. How had she forgotten the beautiful view? Estrella took a seat near the edge, crossing her legs Indian style and taking a deep breath. Her fellow seventh years would be learning something new today. Succeeding at something new. Common sense hollered at her to drop the class, but why bother so late in the year?
The solitude was nice. It wasn't long before Estrella realized that she needed something to occupy her time. She couldn't possibly fathom going over any more of her notes, and reading a book wasn't very appealing at the moment either. The girl reached into her robes and pulled out the oak essence of raven feather. If she were going to run from failure, she might as well work at something that she was good at.
Making the Patronus Charm work wasn't easy. This charm was on a whole level of its own, changing in quality depending on mood or situation. With the weight of her other classes, Estrella barely found enough time to practice. There wasn't any hurt in picking it up again. Bringing the wand to arm's length, she stated firmly, "Expecto Patronum." She managed to produce a silvery vapor as usual, but nothing else. It was mind boggling that most of her memories were laced with something negative. She knew that she wasn't trying hard enough, so she used Professor Rowann's advice and tried playing the memory like a movie in her head. The memory was fresh, from the North Tower after the Yule Ball, and it yielded much more successful results than the previous memories. She gripped her wand more tightly, cleared her throat and continued her attempts. Although she had made hardly any progress, she was quite glad that she had skipped out on Transfiguration today.
Instead of following her classmates into the Transfiguration classroom, she had walked right past it. She continued down the Fifth Floor Corridor and did not stop as she reached the stairs. It wasn't long before she found herself in the Entrance Hall and burst out of the front doors. The fresh air was very welcome. She swept across the lawn, glancing towards the far off Quidditch Pitch and dismissing it almost immediately. Flying wasn't what she needed. Her celebration of Ravenclaw's victory against Gryffindor was short lived as classes kicked her back into reality.
With little hesitation the Head Girl scaled the cliffs. She hadn't been here many times before. How had she forgotten the beautiful view? Estrella took a seat near the edge, crossing her legs Indian style and taking a deep breath. Her fellow seventh years would be learning something new today. Succeeding at something new. Common sense hollered at her to drop the class, but why bother so late in the year?
The solitude was nice. It wasn't long before Estrella realized that she needed something to occupy her time. She couldn't possibly fathom going over any more of her notes, and reading a book wasn't very appealing at the moment either. The girl reached into her robes and pulled out the oak essence of raven feather. If she were going to run from failure, she might as well work at something that she was good at.
Making the Patronus Charm work wasn't easy. This charm was on a whole level of its own, changing in quality depending on mood or situation. With the weight of her other classes, Estrella barely found enough time to practice. There wasn't any hurt in picking it up again. Bringing the wand to arm's length, she stated firmly, "Expecto Patronum." She managed to produce a silvery vapor as usual, but nothing else. It was mind boggling that most of her memories were laced with something negative. She knew that she wasn't trying hard enough, so she used Professor Rowann's advice and tried playing the memory like a movie in her head. The memory was fresh, from the North Tower after the Yule Ball, and it yielded much more successful results than the previous memories. She gripped her wand more tightly, cleared her throat and continued her attempts. Although she had made hardly any progress, she was quite glad that she had skipped out on Transfiguration today.