Fernando Reyes

Dec. 17, 2020, 2:01 p.m.

Out Like a Light

The Quidditch Pitch was particularly dark and cold. Nando hadn't really gotten used to the cold weather since he had moved to Colorado, nor could he completely comprehend the fact that everything he was seeing was underground. He understood how demiplanes worked (at least within the confines of D&D), but whenever he stepped out he could feel the world around him. He saw the clouds, the rising sun, and even now as he made his way down the slightly soggy field, he could see bright stars slowly start to become visible in the night sky. Like most eleven year olds, since he didn't really understand it, he tried not to think about it too much.

Soft, squelching footprints echoed behind the Lyra as he finally made it to the middle of the field before he realized it. ¡Conchale! Cursing to himself and staring at the muddy grass, he now became aware that he had forgotten to bring something to sit down.

"Los pobres elfo domesticos," he said outloud as he took off one of his sweaters (he always carried at least two lest he suffer Mami's ire). Sitting on the grass, he slowly pulled out a wand from beneath his green and gray robes. Alder wood. Unicorn hair core. 12 ¾ inches. Slightly springy flexibility. Very interesting indeed. The words of the wandwright echoed in his head as he stared at his wand, which up to this point REFUSED to work with him. Thinking this might be like one of those sentient items in videogames, he decided that maybe he and his wand needed some time to get to know one another before it would attune to him. Making sure no one else could see him, he pulled out his Beginners Spellwork textbook and opened the page to where he had dog-eared it.


"From lighting a warm hearth to igniting a Christmas pudding, the Fire-Making Spell is always useful around the wizarding household. However, the ability to produce fire with the flick of a wand can be dangerous to your fellow students (and worse, your books)."
—Miranda Goshawk

The proper hand movement for this spell includes tracing a triangle in the air, making an acute angle, and then promptly connecting it with a curved line at the end.

So he did just that. Thinking of Christmas pudding (okay it was Arroz con Leche, but same difference), he briskly made a loopy triangle shape and confidently shouted "Incendio!".



Nothing. Maybe it was the inflection of his voice. He tried once more, this time enunciating the spell itself a little differently. "Incen-dio!"



"UGH," Nando shouted throwing the book onto the soggy grass in childish defiance. This was stupid. "Casi todo aqui es estupido. Nunca puedo hacer nada. Odio esta hierba, odio estas estrellas-" He looked back at the school building, flickering lights bobbing up and down to dimly illuminate the path back to the dorms. "Y ODIO ESAS LUCES-"

A stream of light emitted from Fernando's wand, catching him off guard and causing him to fall backward onto the wet grass. He accidentally dropped his wand, which coincidentally landed on the page his book had flipped to the spell Lumos. Confused, excited, and a little crazy, he began to scramble towards the book before he realized that his spell had accidentally spooked another student who also had fallen to the grass alongside him.

"Ay Dios mio, I'm so sorry!" He said, quickly jumping up and offering the person a hand to help them up.

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Out Like a Light - Fernando Reyes || December 17
This little light of mine... - Paola DeMarco || January 09
I'm gonna let it flashbang others - Nando || January 10
Please don't - Paola || January 10