Piper was a hundred percent sure her girlfriend took the potion one step too far the moment it turned pink.
"What did you do?" She nearly dropped her almond latte, starting at the cinnamon haired girl.
Hazel's smile wasn't helping Piper.
"Nothing, I think I just added a bit too much ginger."
"The directions didn't call for ginger." Piper exaggerated, putting her Publix shopping bag on the counter. "It called for mango ginger."
"What's the difference," Hazel grumbled grabbing her book. "It said ginger FAMILY."
Piper sighed and poked the liquid with a random crowbar on the floor, no doubt left behind from their friend Leo. The metal burned up and melted instantly.
"That's the difference. Wrong ginger, it's too much heat. We've got to start from scratch again."
Hazel pierced her lips, but muttered a incantation anyways. In a puff of purple, the liquid disappeared into a flock of doves that fluttered out the window.
"Transfiguration is much easier than this witchcraft." The younger girl scuffed, smiling at her own joke.
Piper rolled her eyes but planted a kiss on her cheek anyways. "Come on, lets go get some more rosewater."