Prompt Thirty-Five: Light
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Since his first day in Hogwarts, Seamus had wanted to turn his pumpkin juice into rum. It had started after he had heard Percy Weasley discussing it with Hermione and how immature it was and then, after a few trips to the library, he was confident he could do it. It wasn't hard, really. Just a simple incantation and a flick of his wrist and then...viola! Rum.
He sat down in the Study Hall, a goblet of pumpkin juice (Taken from the kitchens, of course.) in front of him. He pulled out his wand and held it over, the goblet. He cast a quick look around the hall and saw that Snape was pestering some other poor student, completely oblivious to anything else going on. He was ready... He took a deep breath, his stomach tightening with nerves. It was just a simple spell! What was he waiting for? What could go wrong?
"Animositas." He muttered, flicking his wrist as he spoke. At first the goblet just glowed, a little light seeming to be lit under the juice. He ginned, leaning closer to the goblet, his eyes glowing. Then it...blew up. Seamus felt his eyebrows singe, his hair burn, and his face felt hot. He leaned back from the goblet, eyes wide, a shocked expression on his face as laughter filled the hall.
"Mr. Finnagan."
Oh, fuck.
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Word Count: 229
A/N: I have always wanted to write something like this, even if I knew it wouldn't come out great because it is (In my opinion) hard to turn that into something. Still, I enjoyed writing this and I hoped it wasn't awful. You might notice that I gave it an actual spell and, since he is a first year, it went wrong. Erm, still, review, please? Thanks.
-Willful Destruction