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_{Discovery: Describe your character’s first magical performance of their own.}

⊰ ✼ ⊱;  The little heart fluttering in her chest, screamed out in terror.
           She had witnessed the other third years go ahead of her, clustered
           into a line. They jumped on each other’s backs, wanting to see what
           the boggart would chance into next. Lily Evans was suddenly terrified
           at what hers would be. A scream brought her attention back the open
           wardrobe as the boggart transformed into a tornado. It wound around
           the room until finally the girl cried out the spell and it was reduced to a
           spinning top.

                                  Suddenly, it was her turn. She had always used her magic
                             in private or with many around her attempting the same spell.  
                             But this was it, her time to shine. To prove that her muggle
                             blood was not a hinderance, not a handicap.

             She stood in front of it as it whirled, twisting and moving. Sizing her up,
       finding her fear. Lily swallowed the lump growing in her throat. Terror struck
       through her. It stopped forming and there stood a dark and thunderous cloud.
       Lightening played inside and her eyebrows furrowed. Lily was not afraid of
       storms. She —- —

                              ❝ L I L Y. HELP! LILY. ❞

                       The voice rang so clear and true that it struck her hard in
                   the chest and she stumbled backwards. It was so familiar and
                   terrifying that tears sprang from her eyes.

                                            ❝ Tuney? ❞

         Her sister’s voice had frightened her and she almost forgot the
     words to he spell. Lily sucked in her lip, raising her wand. Her fingers
     shook uncontrollably, easily seen by those behind her. A bright yellow
     ball appeared in her mind, laughter bubbling up in her throat, anything
     to stop the screaming cloud. It screamed in pain, in terror, in anger.
     The voice almost over took her but she kept imagining the laughing ball
     of sunshine.

                 ❝ Riddikulus. ❞