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[alsoagreengrass]

Removing the snow from atop the wooden picnic table had been easy enough and Scorpius, now with his robes properly charmed to repel water and insulated to protect him from the cold, is lying atop of it

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[makesthings]

Sameth is finally well enough to work again and so has spent a happy and long day in the forge.

He was vaguely aware of something going on outside and grins when he spots Scorpius,

"Hello."

[alsoagreengrass]

Scorpius sits up on his elbows to greet Sameth properly enough, grinning.

"Hullo. All right?"

[makesthings]

"Yes, took long enough but I am. What have you been doing?"

He fingers the burnt ends of the broom carefully.

[alsoagreengrass]

"Oh, right. You were feeling a bit under the last time we spoke, weren't you?"

He peers at Sameth carefully, appraising, before his gaze is turned to the broom. He shrugs, as best he can in reclining position.

"I was trying to modify the flying charm on it. Didn't quite go as well as I hoped."

He frowns, only briefly, and then flops back against the table with a content sigh. The bottle is offered, dangled by the gloved fingers in Sameth's general direction.

[makesthings]

"What were you trying to make it do?"

Sam takes the bottle and enjoys a long swig before handing it back.

[alsoagreengrass]

"I wanted to make it go faster," he says, putting his plans quite simply. "Mostly."

He gives a slight airy wave with the hand not holding the bottle.

"The limits of these old ones aren't all that great."

[makesthings]

"And it caught on fire?"

Sam settles down on the bench, very grateful for the long cloak he has.

[alsoagreengrass]

"Charms can be tricky."

Even more so after a drink or two. Though, Scorpius had waited until he was done with his experimenting to start on the Ogden's.

"You're very likely to hear about accidents every now and then. They've got a floor devoted to spell damage in St. Mungo's."

[makesthings]

"Most spells have their risked but were you just trying to make it faster?"

Sam trying to see if he can see how the spells work.

[alsoagreengrass]

"Yes."

He's not being much help with the explaining at first. He has to take another sip of firewhiskey.

"Mostly. I mean, when you're flying you can the angle broom a certain way to speed up, but they can only go so fast. All brooms have their limits. I was attempting to modify the broom to increase the threshold."

He sighs as he rubs at his brow, starting to feel the heat of far too many layers and the fire in his throat and belly from the drink.

"Anyway. It's not just the one charm you have to think about, you've got others. The braking charm, for instance, and even the hover charm to work about."

[makesthings]

"That makes sense,"

Since the magic is different, he can't see it to figure things out as he would with the Charter, but it sounds fascinating.

[alsoagreengrass]

"There was an article in a Quidditch periodical I read recently about the inner workings of a broom and their charms. I wanted to try the modifica -"

He's interrupted by a high-pitched piercing ring from the broom.

[makesthings]

"Do you still have it? I'd love to see how your charms work? That doesn't seem right."

[alsoagreengrass]

"I've it in the dorm. I can leave it for you with Bar the next time, if I remember he says," Scorpius says, frowning and giving the broom a nudge with his foot.

The high-pitched whine descends to a soft hum before silencing completely.

"I think that was the anti-theft charm I'd put on it malfunctioning."

[makesthings]

"I'll get it from Bar if I'm that curious. Its loud. Anything bothering you?"

Sam isn't good with people but Nick or Kait would say something since that's nice whiskey.

[alsoagreengrass]

Scorpius shrugs. Nothing on the surface is bothering him and it'd take much Parker-provided poking before he realizes there is.

"No, just seemed like a nice night to have a drink. Would you like some more?"

He offers the bottle to Sameth again.