Drabble 21: Listen to Me, Love
"Arch your back, love," Narcissa whispered into Hermione's ear, her fingers lightly caressing the brunette's hip. The younger girl blushed but acquiesced, grimacing at the slight strain she felt because of the motion.
"Good," the older woman praised. "Now, position your wand at a forty-degree angle and utter the incantation."
"Caerulus Ignis," Hermione whispered. Her eyes focused intently on her wand, hope bubbling within her as it produced a blue spark. However, that didn't seem to be enough. Almost immediately, the light died. Frowning, she turned to look at her lover.
Narcissa stared at the wand in contemplation, her carefully trimmed eyebrows raised in question.
"Arch your back some more, and loosen your grip on your wand," she instructed with a decisive nod. Hermione grimaced, a small pout forming on her features.
"I don't want to arch anymore," she protested. "It hurts!"
"Do you want to master the spell or not?" Narcissa asked seriously. Confronted with knowledge, Hermione couldn't help but nod. Sighing, she got back into position, making sure to arch her back even more. Painfully, she forced herself to loosen her grasp on her wand, the wood now lying precariously in her grip.
She breathed in and out, centering herself. Closing her eyes, she pictured the blue flames before her.
"Caerulus Ignis."
When Hermione opened her eyes, roaring blue flames awaited her.
Written for:
Hogwarts Writing Competition - Round 2 - Team Ginny Weasley - Prompt: Arch - Word Count: 170-230.
Word Count: 221