"If I singe off your eyebrows, you can thank me for the improvement made upon your face," Sirius counters easily. It's a remark made out of habit, out of years spent making digs at one another and there's something wholly refreshing about it. Comforting, too.
And with that to boost him, he points his wand at a book on his shelf, flicking and swatting as he murmurs the spell to turn it into what he hopes will be a perfectly ordinary deck of cards. There's just a flicker of a spark that springs from the tip of Sirius's wand and it lurches just a bit, but the book does in fact turn into a deck of cards.
Even if it's a deck that doesn't drop neatly to the floor but instead scatters all over the place in a flutter of paper.
"Certainly still working out the kinks," he remarks with only a sheepish grin before bending to start collecting the fifty-two or so cards off the floor. He glances up at Kieren in the process, noting the ever-present sketchpad in his lap as his lips curl into a grin. "Not just gonna sit there drawing all day, are you? Lend us a hand."
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Date: 2016-12-23 07:41 pm (UTC)And with that to boost him, he points his wand at a book on his shelf, flicking and swatting as he murmurs the spell to turn it into what he hopes will be a perfectly ordinary deck of cards. There's just a flicker of a spark that springs from the tip of Sirius's wand and it lurches just a bit, but the book does in fact turn into a deck of cards.
Even if it's a deck that doesn't drop neatly to the floor but instead scatters all over the place in a flutter of paper.
"Certainly still working out the kinks," he remarks with only a sheepish grin before bending to start collecting the fifty-two or so cards off the floor. He glances up at Kieren in the process, noting the ever-present sketchpad in his lap as his lips curl into a grin. "Not just gonna sit there drawing all day, are you? Lend us a hand."