Think of a happy little thought...

[justicelobster]

Who: Stannis Baratheon, his Defence Against Dark Creatures class, any anyone else who feels like dropping by.
Where: The usual classroom. Where it is, I do not know
When: Tuesday, November 29th
What: Expecto Patronum!
Rating: I'm guessing no higher than PG/PG-13.

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[za_rodina]

[Russia had looked into dementors as soon as he had found they were the cause of the unnatural chill around the castle. What he had found had not left him particularly impressed with the school's safety, and he had jumped at the chance to learn the only charm capable of driving off the beasts. Unfortunately for him, being a nation with a not always pleasant past had left him with more than enough unpleasant memories for the dementors to feed off of.

He taps his wand against his palm as he tries to find a happy memory to use.]

.../steals thread is this okay

[fruchtig]

[Austria is not faring much better, too wrapped up in concern and baseless wonders to really focus on memories that bring him joy.

Certainly he has them, he just can't seem to find them in the hour that he needs them most, and finds himself glancing over at Russia with a small frown, wondering if perhaps it's a nation problem rather than his own.]

Perfectly fine~!

[za_rodina]

[There's a little frustrated glint in his eyes as he sifts through memories. Often times the happier ones are tinted with guilt or sadness of later events. He shakes his head to rid himself of those and digs deeper, to when he was not truly a nation but shared the burden with his sisters.

It takes a while to sift through centuries of memories and he rubs at his temples.]

[fruchtig]

[Noticing, Austria looks more fully at him, a frown still on his lips] ...are you alright?

[za_rodina]

[He glances up, still frowning.]

Da, I am fine. There is just too many memories to sift through.

[fruchtig]

[Ah. The same trouble he's having. Perhaps it is a nation thing, though Austria supposes Russia must be having a harder time than even he. He makes an affirmative sort of sound, dropping his head] ...it doesn't seem like this should be the hardest part. I seem to be forgetting everything as I need it.

[za_rodina]

Perhaps it is the dementor's effect? They are closer now.

[He rubs at his temples and leans back in his chair, falling silent for a few minutes more. With a little huff he focuses on a memory, the heavy hand of Petr on his shoulder, pointing out the newely formed streets of 'Sankt Pieter Burkh' as it was called in the beginning. Of the new ties to the rest of Europe, the joy he felt at becoming a part of their world as well. He draws himself up and casts with a sharp:]

Expecto Patronum!

[It's not entirely enough, silvery strands burst from his wand, forming a mist but not coalescing into a form.]

[fruchtig]

[Austria watches that mist-- at least he accomplished it, that's something? He smiles at Russia even as it begins to diffuse] I would say you're beating their effects quite nicely.

[Well, no use in not trying it as well-- Austria has happy moments, after all. Wedding days and bright eyes, Italy sitting against the wall, neat and quiet, while his fingers fly across the keys. Playing a new piece and feeling chills down his spine. Simple pleasures, but they fill him with a warm sort of glow, so he does as Russia did, with more of a flourish like he's conducting the magic through his want.

He says the incantation and a silvery mist spills out, shimmering and hanging, but disappearing soon after, and Austria frowns]

[za_rodina]

Only because I am stubborn, I think.

[He settles back to watch Austria try the spell, frowning in disappointment when he does no better that Russia himself did. He's utterly dissapointed in his inability to get the spell perfectly, never mind the fact he's been doing magic for less than a month.]

Surely there's something I'm missing?

[fruchtig]

Perhaps it will be easier when we're in actual danger, although I can't see how that help, if they really drain the ability to be happy... [Austria is equally frustrated-- he's been doing magic for a few weeks longer, he should know and yet, somehow, he can't produce this charm.

And he's good at Charms] Perhaps, also, there is a measure of experience we lack. [Though how hard-pressed he is to admit it]

[za_rodina]

We don't exactly have the luxury of not being able to cast this spell.

this ok if your professor briefly steps in?

[justicelobster]

[ He has been observing them from a distance, but... ]

No, you do not. Should the grounds be breeched, you may have need to defend yourselves against the creatures, regardless of your memories.

[ there is no warmth or encouragment in his voice. ]

Think of nothing else but that thought.

Of course!

[za_rodina]

Nothing but the thought...

[He huffs, and taps his wand against his palm once more. For a moment he seems to just center himself and focus only on the happiness those memories inspire in him before he casts one more time and while it's certainly not perfect, barely coalescing into a sort of shape it's much better than the previous try.

There's no guarantee he'll be able to do the same when faced with a dementor.]

naturally :3

[fruchtig]

[Austria watches, impressed once more-- he tries again, half-heartedly at the same time, but nothing shows up. And then it's his turn and he thinks... he thinks of Hungary, and her happiness when they study together, and her face and relief when she knew he was alright.

He wants to protect her.

It's that, that with a sharp flourish of his wand and the call of the spell, that Austria produces an animal form-- only for a moment, brief and fleeting like a flash of moonlight on water, but it is there: a cat, with long fur and elegant whiskers, fleet-footed and soft before is shimmers into air] ....thank you.

[za_rodina]

[Russia watches in awe as Austria's patronus lights up the room, even if only for a few seconds. There's something very beautiful about the spell, probably triggered by the emotions behind the spell, but the shifting silver mist that the ghostly paws of the patronus give off and the protective aura it gives off are uplifting. He leans closer, giving Austria a smile.]

Good job!

[And then he's frowning as he tries to come up with some other memories for the spell. The one's before weren't enough, he can feel it somehow but he was so close last time.]

[fruchtig]

I'm sure it was a fluke. [Austria waves his hand a little, but he's still flushed with a bit of pride, watching that silver mist dissipate] It means.... a chance at defense, I suppose.