Long Live // Harry Potter Universe

8. Reparifarge

if i can learn to do it
you can learn to do it

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"Vera Verto!" Perry said for what felt like the hundredth time. She watched as Hedwig transformed into a pearly white chalice with yellow jewels around the top. She smiled to herself, once again admiring her work.

She had been practicing this spell for over a month and she felt she had finally mastered it. Learning the spell was their long term homework for transfiguration. She had already been given many assignments from her professors, theses tasks consisting of essays, charms, and spells to learn.

Hermione had made her a schedule for studying. Although she didn't necessarily want it, Persephone didn't object to the gift the girl so eagerly gave her. If Perry didn't have a lot of time on her hands it would probably have come in useful, but alas, the girl had so much time she didn't know what to do with it.

She had read so many books in a month and half. She never thought her mind could comprehend that much. Before coming to the library, she didn't know how much she enjoyed reading. She had learned more from the books than she had in her classes. More spells, more techniques, and a lot of valuable information from the little notes previous owners of the books had scribbled in.

"Reparifarge!" Perry said pointing her wand at the chalice that was her owl. Persephone flares her nostrils once again. Like many of her other attempts, she hadn't managed to change the chalice back into her beloved animal. Now she was left with a feathery goblet.

Clearing her throat she raised her wand, "Reparifarge!"

Again, the chalice changed only slightly, as it now had a feathered tail. Persephone ran a hand through her long hair as she imagined how angry Hedwig would be at her for not being able to change her back.

"Hey, Persephone!" said a slightly familiar voice. "Need any help?"

Persephone froze when she heard the call of her name. Her body tensed up from the voice that sounded so familiar but didn't have a face to it. Perry looked up and relief washed over her as her body relaxed.

"Oh—Er—hi, Alana," Perry said with a smile to the girl. "Um—hey—hi, Cedric."

Her eyes slid to the feathery chalice and she quickly hid her face in embarrassment. She didn't like the odd feeling it gave her when somebody witnessed her failures. With the Dursley's, well, she eventually gave up trying to do anything in front of them. Unless of course she was instructed to.

"You okay?" Cedric asked, placing his hands on the back of the chair, silently asking for permission to sit.

"Yeah I'm fine," Perry said quietly. "Er—you can sit—sit... I mean— only if you want too—"

"Thanks," he said with a smile as he set down his books. Perry looked down once again. She had been hoping he would say that they had to be somewhere also and the both of them would leave her in her struggles.

"Do you need any help," Alana asked nodding her head towards the cup. "I mean— not that I could help, but Ced's rather good with spells, charms, and all that rubbish."

"She just calls them "rubbish" 'cause she's ruddy terrible at them," Cedric whispered behind his hand to Perry.

Alana narrowed her eyes at him and opened her mouth to object, but with a second thought, her face softened and a goofy smile replaced her scowl. "I'd argue... but I did set him on fire in charms today," Alana said smiling at the memory. Perry let out a little laugh while Cedric only shook his head with a small smile on his face.